The Writer's Heartbreak ( completed)

Chapter 3- part 1

(Danny's POV)

Her parents live in Texas. The Bennett pack. With the new information slowly being processed in my mind. It finally clicked. That's why scarlet broke down. My baby was in pain I felt useless that I could'nt take her pain away. My Scarlet... My beautiful Scar, it was all because of that bastard of an alpha.

Blake... Blake Bennett... 

The fool of a mate rejected her and worst of all he humiliated her. My blood starts to boil, anger and hatred rising. It all soon came to a stop when I heard scarlet's muffled sounds.

I placed the letter on the counter and carried Scar to our room and tucked her into bed. I sat on the edge of the bed while slowly caressing her cheek. I just stared at her face, she is so beautiful and I am lucky to have her as my soon-to-be fiancé and eventually wife. I have the ring and speech.

In a weird way, if it wasn't for Black's rejection I wouldn't have had meet the most magnificent, funny to the bones, and caring person in the world.

(Flashback - 3 years ago)

"I'm sorry man it must be tough that your mate you know..." said my best friend Rick. "Yeah... Hey I call you later I kind of just wanna be alone right now." I said. "Ok man take care, call me if you need anything." We did a side hug and after that I making my way to a nearby cafe. I think it's called Jo's cafe.

As I enter, I sat at the table near the windows. Staring at the world as it goes by. People minding their own business, children playing and the old well their just staring off in to space or whatever old people do these days. As I was about to doze off, I heard a muffled cry. It was quite one where no human could have heard and miss it but lucky for me I ain't human. I followed the sound until it lead me to a girl.

She was sitting at a corner of the café. I was debating on whether to leave her be or talk to her. I don't need any more drama as I already have enough on my plate and after what my mate did to me. Sighs... What if she thinks I'm some weirdo or creep? Nope I don't need this.

I was going to turn around and walk back to my seat but what stopped me is that one word I spotted. Anymore faster and without my enhanced senses I would have missed it. She could have been on tomorrow's news. Girl found to have committed suicide. Damn...

That one word written in bold on the piece of paper beside her. 

Suicide... 

I panicked so I did the first thing that came in to my mind. I grab the paper... Hell if I'm going to let her die knowing when I can do something to help plus I don't need to cops coming in questioning all of us later. I have enough drama as it is.

Lady I think I have the shittier day than you right now and you don't see me writing sob ass suicide letters to my Ex mate.

She stops crying and looks up, her cute face stained with her tears and notices that her paper is gone and then she spots me standing there with her paper in my hands. Oh crap... So it begins...

She starts to freak out and stands up. Her height is only around my shoulders. This lady starts coming towards me with a craze face and tries to snatch back her letter but I wasn't planning to. I start to lift it up higher than me and out of her reach even more. This girl is definitely crazy! She desperately tries everything, jumps for it, stomps on my foot, climbs on me and she even tries to tackle me down but to her dismay it fails.

Finally after getting weird stares from the customers and potentially kicked out of the café for behaving in such an obscene manner. She falls back to the chair deflated.

I felt victorious but it was short lived. I look down to her smilling but it was wiped off when she started to tear up again...

Oh fudge monkeys...

Sighing in defeat and a bit guilty, I sat down opposite from her. She looks to me and this time pleads with me to give the paper back to her and not to tell anyone. At first I told her I can't do that Ms. I can't let you go also knowing that I might be able to persuade you to not do anything foolish to yourself. What kind of person would I be knowing something like this and just walk away? I would be no better than the person putting the knife in you.

I read the paper and in that I knew why she wanted to kill herself.

Oh...

She watches me as I finish reading it. She looks scared and lost. Like I'm going to tell the world and expose her secrets or maybe she assumes that now I think she's crazy...

I gave her back the paper and told her "I won't tell anyone..."

She stares at me like I've grown a second head. She tilts her head to one side and her mouth is open in awe. Ha... I would probably do the same too.

"I won't tell anyone" I repeated.

She looks at me even more confused as before. "why?"

I gave her a small smile. "Because I'm just like you and I understand what you're going through."

It's like she couldn't believe. "You're a werewolf too?"

"Yes..."

"Oh..." Starts to blush from the embarrassment. Mate rejections are looked down upon and so are committing suicide. Both in human laws and in the supernatural laws.

I pass her back the paper. She thanks me and stood up. She was going to leave until I grabbed her arm. You could see the fear in her eyes and it was rolling off in waves. I told to her come back and sit down. I promised her I wasn't going to hurt her or tell anyone, I just wanted to talk to her.

Still debating whether to sit or not, being cheeky me I said "Why don't I buy you a coffee it's the least I can do." I said and gave her this time a full blown smile.

Her response "Okay..."

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