A Delinquent School? Seriously Dudes? But I'm a wolf...

Chapter 12- I miss you;

I've dedicated this part to my douchebag of a brother<3 Because while I was writing this, all I could think about was how much I would die inside if anything ever happened to his sorry ass. <3

Hope y'all like this part:D thanks for the awesome comments:') made me smile :') <33 and thank you for readin' this story dudes<3 im not sure if this is a little confusing or not.. i hope its okay though... :L xo

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Chapter 12- I miss you;

(Nates POV)

I turned quickly, and ran.

And ran.

And ran.

I hit her. Robbi. I know I never liked the girl. For some reason she wasn’t afraid of me like everyone else, she never backed down to me, and that annoyed me. But as much as I didnt like her. I never wanted to hurt her like that.

The expression on her face as she fell to the floor is one I’ll never forget. Not because of the agony that clouded it. But the intense fear that overtook her face, as she lay on the floor cowering away from me, as if I were a monster, likely to rip her head off at any moment.

And the worst part is that I am that monster. I did hurt her. I hit a girl. I swore I’d never hit a girl. No matter how mad I got. I swore I’d never become like him. I guess it runs in the family.

I didnt mean to hurt her though! I’m not like that! I honestly didnt want to hurt her, to touch her fragile body.

I just couldn’t control myself. The anger coursing through my body was too much for me, I just couldn’t stop it. Even if the anger wasn’t directed at her.

A tear dripped down my face as I made my way into my room. I sniffed it back, and shook my head.

I have to get out of here. I can’t be here right now.

I flung open my window, pulling a t-shirt and some joggers into my mouth, before I flung myself out, shifting midair. My giant paws landed on the earth as I began sprinting eastwards.

The pouring rain spluttered down onto my fur, soaking it within moments. The wind whipped against my face, and water flicked into my eyes. I could faintly hear the snapping of the branches around me, as I charged through them, not bothering to swerve around them, too far gone to do anything but run.

I knew something would happen today.

Why didnt I listen to my instincts and stay in my room. Why did I have to go into lessons when I knew I was too upset to concentrate any way.

I guess I thought I’d be over this by now. After two years, you’d think I’d be over it. But I’m not. And I can’t help it. I’m not over it and there’s nothing I can do about it. And now I’m just hurting innocent people.

I skidded to a halt as I neared the edge of the forest, knowing there was only a bit to go before I was there. I shifted, before pulling on the joggers and tee.

A faint part of my mind mumbled that I should have brought some trainers, but I couldn’t listen to it now. I carried on walking forwards, crossing the pathway at the edge of the forest and entering the small clearing on the other side.

I felt the tears well up in my eyes at the sight of it, and a whimper escaped my lips. I hadn’t been here in so long.

I should have come sooner. I missed this place. I missed her.

I slowly made my way forwards, sniffling back the tears that threatened to flow down my cheeks. I stopped in front of a small granite stone on the floor, surrounded by what where once, beautiful white roses, but were now just shrivelled remains of their former selves. Another reminder of how long it had been since I was last here. I felt the guilt grow ever stronger, threatening to take over my mind.