Enchantment of the heart [ON HOLD]

Chapter Fourteen

I slowly got up from my bed, shut my door and locked it, and curled up under my blankets on my bed. I hate hurting people.

I actully didn't mean it to hurt him so much, and I actually talked. To someone.

Even if he is my mate, I still feel terrible for hurting him. I'll get over it. In time. Eventually.

I got my iPhone and put in my headphones and turned the music volume all the way up. No distractions. Music and sleep. That sounds nice and relaxing.

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**LATER**

When I awoke, I looked at my phone, it was 7:30 pm .

I took out my earbuds, and got up and headed to my bathroom and turned on the shower and stripped down of my clothes and stepped in.

After my shower, I changed into black ripped skinny jeans and black tank top, with ankle boots.

I went downstairs, I heard alot of people talking , more than usual.

"I heard she rejected him."

"No, it's the other way around," everyone stopped talking when I reached the bottom steps. Everyone was staring at me, and I could feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment, until someone spoke.

"Get back to your business, if the alpha heard you right now, you'd all be in huge trouble." The beta spoke loud and clear.

I went into the kitchen, head down, I opened the fridge, and got a bottle of beer. I kinda needed it right now.

I went upstairs and sat on my bed, drinking, and on my phone. I went on FB, and went on 'his' profile. I found him by looking on the betas friend list. I could only tell it was him by the picture.

His name is. Jake Slade. The next Alpha, my mate, who probably hates me. Including the pack.

'I just want to die'.

I went to the bathroom attached to my room, and sat on the toilet. There's something I always do when I feel empty, hopeless, worthless, a waste of space, or depressed like now. I take my phone case off and take the blade .

I slide my jeans off, and with wet tears across my face, I slice . 'One more time ' . Even after I tell myself I do it more and more until I'm so fed up with my self I fall onto the floor crying like a baby.

'Why was I ever born?' I ask myself outlud, now sobbing.

And to think, I wanted to make a future for myself, when I could be loving him, be his Luna, and now that I sort of rejected him, I feel bad that I hurt him this bad.

Soon afterwards, I hear knocking on my bedroom door. I quickly grabbed some paper towels and cleaned up the blood on the open cuts. I wiped away the tears, pulled up my pants, and plastered on a fake poker face.

When I opened the door, it was someone I didn't expect.

It was a girl, a bimbo.

Blone hair, hazel eyes, pink crop top, jean short shorts, flip flops-yep, a bimbo/slut.

"Listen here bïtch, Jake, is mine" she snarls.

"Fine." I stated simply , and slammed the door in her face.

I don't really care. Seconds later, there was knocking on the door again.

"Go away!" I yelled, still so not in the mood.

"We need to talk" oh great, my mate.

I don't know what to do.

He can tear down the door if he really wants to.

I made sure the door is locked, headed to the bathroom, locked that door, I cleaned my blade quickly and put it back in my phone case like normal.

He probably could smell it.

"Open up, we need to talk!" He said. I stayed still, eyes clenched tight, wishing I could just disappear into thin air. I really wish I could,.

Seconds later, the door was down, and I heard footsteps coming closer.

"Please open up. " he said, barely above a whisper.

"I can't." I muttered, mostly to myself, but enough for him to hear it,

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