My stomach dropped as I finally begun to process his words. I shook my head in denial. "No. Th-that's not possible."
"I am afraid it is, my child."
I bit my lips in frustration and pushed away from the table to stand. "I apologize. Please, excuse me." Not waiting for a response, I hurriedly made my way out of the room and head towards my bedroom. I can't believe it. Andre....my Andre. Andre who is my best friend. I closed my eyes in pain as I thought back to how we first met.
I heard a gasp and turned around. And there stood a half naked Zane with his jean open and a pretty light-skin girl with long brown hair about to give him a blowjob. I shrieked and held my eyes while I spinned around fast."Oh the agony! The horror! My eyes! My beautiful virgin eyes! I am blinded and scarred for the rest of my miserable existence. How am I supposed to unsee this? Jesus, please! Kill the visual!"
I heard the girl giggle and Zane growl. "I am not that bad looking am I?"
We decided to mess with him so I said,"No comment..."
The girl said,"What so ever."
He groaned and I heard a him zip his zipper. The rustling of clothes followed soon after."You can turn around now. I won't make your eyes bleed anymore."
I turned around and shrieked again, but this time in outrage. "What the hell man?! Why in the fuck don't you have a fucking shirt? Ain't nobody wanna see that! You are not Jacob from Twilight Saga!"
His eyes narrowed."I am nothing like that weak spined love sick puppy in love with a girl who isn't even pretty in the slightest. If he really loved her, he would have noticed she wanted the pixie, Edward. I mean wouldn't you go after the person you loved if you really loved them. She obviously went after Edward. So, he should have gotten over it sooner. Don't you think?"
I exchanged glances with the girl and we burst out laughing rolling on the the floor, literally. We heard others laughing and I saw Marques, Maria and another guy who was really dangerous and tough looking.When I stopped laughing, I looked at him,"So I'm guessing your Team Jacob, huh."
He turned beet red and we collapsed in laughter once again.
Once we settled down I turned to the girl and held out my hand.
"I'm Persephone,but call me Sephy."
"I'm Andre but call me Dre. Yea, I know it's a boy name,but what the fuck ever its my name and its unique."
I smiled,"I agree. I can already tell we are going to be the best of buds."
She grinned with me,"I agree."
Those beautiful sparkling hazel eyes grinning at me with mischief. Her long brunette hair wild and curly falling around her as she held out her hand for me to shake. And this is the same Andre who is working for the same woman who has made my life hell, responsible for my mother's death and now threatens to snuff out my last hope of happiness. My pack, my family, my mate. Oh how I miss Damian, my love. I miss running my hands through his chocolate locks and staring deep into the warm deep dark abyss that is his eyes. No words had to be spoken between us. We could communicate just by gazing into eachother's eyes. The thought of never being able to see him again...My fists balled up in anger. My blunt nails dug into my hands deep enough to break the skin and draw blood.
I stiffly turn the corner and walk up to my room before opening the door and shuffling inside. I unconsciously undressed myself, stripping myself of my sweaty clothes. I headed over to the shower determined to scrub my body of the sweat and grime from the hard work today. After I thoroughly scrubbed my skin raw, I shut off the water and stepped into the bathroom to brush my teeth. When I finished, I ran water through my toothbrush. I pulled on a band t-shirt and some boxer shorts.
I looked up to meet the gaze of my reflection. My once crystal blue eyes that used to sparkle with happiness when I was around my mate. My reflection flickered and soon instead of looking at myself, I was staring at my mate. I gasped holding my chest in surprise. Damian's eyes were sunken in with black rings around them from lack of sleep. His normally glossy brown hair seemed to have dulled and lost its liveliness. I whimpered and reached out to run my hands through his hair only to be stopped by the cold smooth mirror. I bared my teeth in frustration as no matter what I couldn't get through the mirror to touch my beloved. Damian shook his head before reaching out to meet my hand. Tears rolled down my cheeks and I sobbed in sadness. I opened my mouth to speak but couldn't find my voice.I'm sorry....I love you.
Damian smiled softly shaking his head at me. He understood as always what I wanted to say. Just like I could always know what he was telling me. His eyes softened with unshed tears as he leaned forward as if he was pressing his forehead against the glass. I met him halfway mimicking his movements. I closed my eyes just enjoying this moment. I could almost feel his warmth underneath the surface. I open my eyes to meet his only to be shocked by the intensity. He could see his lips moving but it was like he was on mute until I heard his voice come to me in a hushed whisper.
"I love you, too."
A broken sob tore from my throat as I nearly collapsed from the overwhelming feeling of depression. It's like I'm losing him all over again...
"Sephy? You in there, love?"
I nearly jumped as I was slapped back into reality. I turned my head to look toward the door when Niall's voice traveled to me. "Yea-" My voice cracked and I cleared my throat. "Yeah. I'm in here."
"You okay?" I could hear genuine concern in his voice as he walked closer ready to barge in at a moment's notice.
I shook my head. "Mhmm. I'm good. I'll be out in a minute." I looked back at the mirror only to be greeted with my reflection. I frowned and reached out to graze my fingers across the mirror. I pursed my lips in frustration. Damn...now I know I'm losing it.
"Persephone! What the bloody hell are you doing in there? Open up. I gotta pee."Louis whined loudly before hissing in pain. "Ouch! What the- what was that for?"
"You are a jackass with no tact, that's why."Zayn answered smoothly.
"You're one to talk if you asked me." Niall commented.
"Well no one asked you!" Zayn and Louis simultaneously spit out.
The argument continued and I shook my head in dismay before looking up to the heavens. "What am I going to do with them?" I spared myself a look in the mirror and wiped my face of my tears. I headed out of the bathroom only to be shoved roughly aside as two were-panthers tumbled through the door. I quickly shut the door before sending an incredulous look to back at Harry, Niall and Liam only to get a shrug in response. I sighed deeply before crossing the room and slipping into bed hoping for some much needed rest.
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Rejection HURTS, Revenge Can Help
FantasyPersephone has been through hell. Her pack treats her like a doormat and she is beaten every single day by the man that was her supposed guardian. The same man that murdered her mum, her step dad Alexander. Who also happens to be Alpha making her al...