Rejected

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I woke to a loud buzz.

I looked over seeing my alarm clock. My small hand reached out and pushed the button. The buzz stopped. I got up and threw on a pair of blue jeans and a black sweatshirt. I pulled my hair into a loose bun and walked down stairs. My feet were soft against the wooden steps. I turned on the stove and took out the quick made pancakes.

I made the pancakes and a few pieces of bacon and laid them out on a plait. I grabbed my bag and set the plait on the table. Today was one of those rare occasions that I could actually not have a beating of my father. I walked out and pulled my hood over my head. Rain drops drizzled down on my hoodie. I pushed my hands into my pockets and put my head down. The walk to school was long and uneventful.

I entered the gate of the school with a long sigh. I didn't feel like facings Christopher's wrath. I just wanted to go home.

" we have to get your education sweet pea" my wolf reminded. I sighed agreeing with her. " cheer up Ri, I love it when you smile" she said.

I mentally shook my head." I don't want to smile" was my reply. She whined. I just walked to my locker. I opened the door and took out my things for first and second period. I walked sullenly to my first period class and sat down in the back. I looked at the assignment on the bored.

Read sections one and two of Romeo and Juliet and write back in modern English.
- due Friday.

Today was Tuesday. I could do this in a day. I quickly got to work turning the great Shakespeare's work dull. I jumped when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I pulled out and head phones and gulped when I looked up. It was none other then the queen bee herself. She looked at me with utter disgust. Her peroxide blonde hair was curled around her face. Her bright blue eyes starred at me. Her two worked bees sat next to her. One blew a bubble next to my face, the other was filing her nails. I felt intimidated as they circled me.

" what the hell were you doing with my boy friend mute?" She asked in a sneer. I shook my head as a way to say I didn't know. She frowned. " listen her bitch, I don't know what kind of game your playing, but I swear if you even think about messing with my Chris, I will make you regret it. Do you understand me?" She asked with a hard threat in her tone. I didn't have time to answer.

" Bethany!" My teacher called out. " leave the girl alone and sit down!" She ordered. I looked over at Mrs. More with a thankful glance.

Bethany sent me one last glare before taking her seat at the back of the class. I let out a breath of relief and smiled at the teacher. She smiled back and gave a look of understanding. I turned by attention back to my work and quickly finished with ten minutes to spare. I turned on My Chemical Romance and turned on Helena. I listened to it with till the last bit of class.

" Rieka " someone called out my name. I looked over seeing Mrs. More starring at me with a smile. " please stay after class" she asked.

I nodded. I waited till the bell rings to pack up my stuff. Once I was done I walked over to Mrs. More's desk. She smiles at me. I gladly returned it. She put her files down and turned serious.

" how'd you get that bruise?" She asked. I froze. My bruise? Oh shit! I forgot to wear make up! I looked away and covered it with my hoodie. She growled " who did it?!" She ordered outraged.

I shook my head. I grabbed a not pad and wrote down.

I fell down the stairs, my father found me a couple hours later.

I showed her. She scowled " bull" she caught my bluff. " Rieka, you don't get bruises in the shape of fist from falling down the stairs" she said making my breathing stop. I looked at her in utter horror. " who did it?" She asked once more. She sighed after a while. " listen Rieka, we can do this the easy way. Or I call the sherif and the principle and the guidance counselor. " she shrugged " your choice. " she said sitting down while starring at me. " it was Christopher again, wasn't it?" She asked. 

    " he r-rejected me as his mate" I whimpered out. I let my head hang. I was shocked when a set of arms wrapped around me. She pushed my head onto her shoulder and petted my hair.

    " he doesn't deserve you" she said into my ear.

I shook my head " I don't deserve him" I whispered into her shoulder.

She pushed me back slightly and starred at me with anger. I put my head down thinking that I had done something wrong. Her hand slipped under my chin and held my head up to look at her with a soft grip. I wasn't used to this soft touch. This kindness. This was new to me.

    " listen to me sweetheart. You deserve a hell of a lot more then you know, you deserve to have a loving mate more then anyone at this school" she said as she rubbed my bruised cheek with her thumb. I could feel her nail trace my cheek bone. " when was the last time you ate?" She asked. I shook my head saying I'm not hungry. She sighed " you're eating anyways, I don't care if your hungry or not. Your eating" she finished. I shook my head backing away." Rieka sit!" She screamed pointing at a chair.

      I whimpered and sat down. My chest full of fear. Her tone scared me, that tone I knew all way. I was shivering a little in my seat. She looked at me confused and walked over to me. Her hand shot up. I scrunched my eyes shut and flinched.

    I waited for the impact, but never felt it. Her hand slowly touched my cheek. Her palm setting place softly on my skin. She looked at me the way a mother looks at her child. I looked at her confused. Why was she being so nice to me. She starred at me with protective glance.

   " it's not just the kids, is it?" She asked softly. Her voice almost scared. I pulled away from her touch and looked down. She couldn't know, no one could know. I got up and walked away from her. She grabbed my arm tightly causing me to whimper. The fresh burns still laid under her hand yesterday. She looked at me confused. She pulled up my sleeve before I could react, exposing my grotesque black and blue skin. I looked at it in shame. The prong marks across my skin stood out like a star in the sky. She traced them with her thumb finding them to still be new. I whimpered when she touched the one my father did last night.

She had tears lining the bottom lids of her eyes. " you tell me who's doing this and you tell me now" she ordered.

     Her grip tightening. I shook my head pulling away. I pulled my sleeve down and held my arm to my side. She looked at me with anger.

     "Rieka tell me now!" She ordered with a strong voice.

       I whimpered in fear. Her eyes softened but quickly turned back into her strong guard. She grabbed my hand pulling me out of the room. I struggled against her grip, but immediately stopped when I realized there were people around us. We walked down the hall not being noticed by the immediate crowd. I tightened my grip when I saw Christopher. He was against a locker with Bethany laying on top of him.

    They were smiling at each other with their foreheads touching. Their eyes full of love. I felt a pain flow through my chest. They deserved each other. I could never have that. I didn't deserve it. He did. That's why he had it.

     That's why she had it. No one would ever look at me that way. I was invisible to everyone. I was pulled to the right and down the hall. My steps trailed slightly behind Mrs. More's as she walked. She had a tight grip on my hand. A scowl painted her face.

       I was walking behind her with my head hung low. I balled the cuff of my sleeve in my fist. Mrs. More stopped in front of the principles office. Whimpered in fear. My wolf whining for me not to be scared. She gripped my hand tighter, trying to show me some form of comfort. I was shaking in fear.

    She opened the door and walked into his office without hesitation. I was gripping her arm like my life depended on it. My body trembled immensely. She sat me down and held onto both hands while crouching down in front of me.

     " Sweetie calm down, he's not even hear yet" she tried to comfort.

I shook my head still trembling "h-he'll hurt you and.. And kill me" I said on the verge of tears.

She shook her head standing up. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders as I buried my face into her sleeve. My body racked with held in sobs.

She shushed me stroking my hair. " everything will be alright sweetie, this can stop if you would just tell me who" she said making me calm down a little. I laid my head against her forearm taking in a few calming breaths.

     " M-my father" I whispered out.