I wake up to the sounds of pouring down rain. I shiver because of how cold it is and because no ones by me anymore. I sit up a bit in bed and start to scratch at my wrist and thighs. Because that's where my scars are.
I get up and walk around the room trying to look for a door instead of the one that leads to his office. Once I find a door that leads to the hall I quickly head to the elevator.
I press the button that leads to the bottom floor. I start to shake a bit worried someone will catch me. The elevator opens and I look at my surroundings . That's when I see the door I came into this house from I quickly open it and run as fast I can. Once I hit the woods a beeping noise hits. I run faster. My hearts pounding. I suddenly get pulled to the ground but there on the bottom so I wasn't scratched at all. I groan.
" Let me go !!"
" Why the hell must you never listen"
He picks me up in his arms bridal style and heads back to the pack house. Well I thought he was. He heads to huge tree. Somehow he like opens,like wtf. As he walks in it gets better. There is a huge bed, huge kitchen, big tv, marble floors. I stare in shock.
"This was my moms. My dad built it for her but she died last year, in battle. "
I frowned at him. Knowing the feeling off loss.
"So this is where I go to get away"
"Oh"
"Why did you bring me here?"
"First off the house is packed right now, and because you are my mate and what's mine is what's yours"
He smiles at me. One of those big beautiful smiles. I never really noticed how beautiful he was till now. He has dark blue eyes, a sharp jawline, pitch black hair, lil but or aftershave on his face. Which may I say is sexy af. I look down to see more of him. He has tattoos along his arms, he's got huge muscles, and he has long legs.
"Like what you see"
"Maybe"
He grins like an idiot and heads to the kitchen to make breakfast for me. I told him I was fine but he didn't listen. He just didn't get the fact I would head into the bathroom and gag it letter. Food makes me fat.
I sit on the bed pulling his sleeves over my arms, to cover my scars. His shirt basically goes way down my thighs so no worry about the scars there well I'm wearing boxers so that's even better.
My head hurts, like a bitch. I groan and lay back on the bed. He heads back in with a plate of food and tells me to eat up.
He just has it all, he can cook, he's sexy af, he smells amazing, he is tall, he's an alpha, and he's gay.
I sit at the table eating slowly. He on the other hand is eating at a normal pace, almost done.
"So Caleb how old are you?"
"19, you?"
"26"
"Oh"
" What were you in your pack?"
" Omega" I whisper.
"Did they hurt you"
"N-no"
He frowns. Probably knowing I lied to him,
"But before omega my father was beta and my mother a care taker."
"What happened?"
"Well first was I wasn't shifting, second was my brother found me making out with a guy, and I was a faggot so yeah"
He looked bewildered. When I was talking he looked pissed when I said the making out part. He moved closer and hugged me. This was probably the best hug I've ever had. His big arms wrapped around my small frame. Sending tingling feelings through my body. For some reason I hugged back. He pulled me closer into his lap basically, and played with my hair. Which may I say was amazing.
We kind just sat there, him messing with my hair. A comfortable silence. It was kind a perfect. After a few I told him I had to use the restroom, so he let me up and went to the kitchen to do dishes.
I shut the door quickly, and lock it . I stick my finger down my throat and gag. I basically throw up everything I've ate in the few days. I just keep trying to get more food out.
He knocked on the door.
"Are you okay "
"Y-yeah"
"Okay "
I need to numb myself. I look for a blade. I finally find a blade in a razor.
I drag the object across my thighs. Going over my scars before. Tracing the word faggot . I keep going till I feel sick. My head starts to rush. My hands are shaky. My heart is bounding. And that's when I fall over.
A/N Hope you enjoyed, this chapter is meant for a new person I recently met RyAnn :)
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