His Hunter Mate (Sequel) ON HOLD

Chapter 7 - Uneasy

~Alina~

I went into the bathroom and immediately stripped my clothes off. I needed a shower quick. Once I got in, I turned the shower on to warm and felt my body relax completely under the soothing warmth of the water. I felt all my stress melt away. I badly needed to relax and the water felt so good. Better than anything.

I looked around and found some men shampoo that I decided to use. Once I opened the bottle, the scent wafted towards me. It smelled so good. It smelled like Danny I realized.
I washed my hair with that before taking some soap to scrub my body.

As I showered, I thought about Danny and how I was going to get away from him. I needed to get away somehow. I needed to find a way to injure Danny so that I'm able to run away. Then I can easily sneak out. It was just Danny getting in the way.

The thought of hurting him made me feel kinda uneasy but I needed to do it. It had to be done.

As I rinsed my body off, I realized I could break his mirror and use the shard to stab him. Or take the shower curtain rod and hit him in the head with it. I decided the rod was a better idea because I didn't want to kill him.

There was definitely something wrong with me if I didn't want him dead. How am I supposed to reach my goal, if I can't even kill Danny?

Once I was done my shower, I grabbed a towel and dried myself. Then I got out the tub and avoided looking in the mirror. I didn't want to see the weight I had gained. I grabbed my bra and panties and slipped them on. Then I took the skirt and tried wearing it but the waist line of it was too tight. After a few minutes of struggling, I managed to get it up and rest on my hips. Then I grabbed the shirt. Just by looking at it, I could tell it wasn't going to fit me. I wanted to cry when I tried to wear it but I couldn't get it past my chest. My boobs were just too big.

I took the shirt off and angrily threw it on the ground cursing. I just wanted to cry. Nothing ever fitted me. It was so frustrating, not ever being able to wear anything anyone ever gave me to wear. I had gotten so many clothes from people as gifts but there was always something about them that wouldn't work on me.

I hated how people always expected the size small to fit me. I was a medium and because of my large chest I had to sometimes go for a large.

I sat down on the ground staring at the shirt. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to tell Danny it wouldn't fit me. It was so embarrassing and all I wanted to do was sit and bawl my eyes at the fact that I was starting to become fat again. I didn't want to be like I used to be. Everyone would make fun of me again. And Danny wouldn't want me anymore.

Wait. Why did I care if Danny wanted me or not? I shouldn't care what that asshole thought of me.

Pushing the thought of Danny out of my head I thought about what everyone would say to me. I didn't get why people felt the need to make others feel bad about themselves. No one should be labelled fat or skinny. No one should make someone feel bad about the way they look. It's the way they are and they can't change it. I can't do anything about the fact that even if I eat a little bit, I'll gain weight.

I heard a knock on the door startling me. "Is everything okay? I heard the shower shut off a while ago." I heard Danny say, sounding concerned.

I froze, not knowing what to say. I didn't want to tell him about the shirt not fitting me. It was so embarrassing.
"Alina?" I heard him ask, sounding even more concerned when I wouldn't respond.

"I-I'm fine." I managed to get out, my voice visibly shaking causing me to close my eyes, hoping he didn't hear it. My voice shaked the way it did everytime before I started crying. I didn't need him to see me cry a second time. I didn't need him to think I was some crybaby. Because I wasn't. I was just annoyed. Nothing seemed to be going my way.