WAS NAMED "MATELESS"
Esme Owens is 17 and doesn't believe she has a mate. She searched and hoped but she is convinced now that he doesn't exist. So Esme put her energy into fighting, training, and protecting herself.
Liam Grey is 19 and the soon t...
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I wake up to arms wrapped around my waist and relax, realizing it's Liam- then I tense. Liam, the guy that is mated with a mess like me. I wiggle out of his grasp and he groans.
"Esme," he whines.
"I- uh I need to pee," I say uneasily.
Liam picks his head up and looks at me, "Baby what's wrong."
I look down at my hands, "Nothing, I just need to pee."
He sighs and lets go of me. I get up and basically run to the bathroom. I do my business and brush my teeth and hair,putting it into a messy bun. I then wash my face and put on some makeup. I leave the bathroom and head into the closet and grab my dark red baggy, kinda cute, comfy shirt and a pair of black joggers with my tall socks and put on my slide on's. I look in the mirror and sigh at the nasty creature I see.
******ESME'S OUTFIT------------>******
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I head out of the closet and head to my nightstand to grab my phone, before I could get away, Liam is out of bed and coming up to me.
"Esme, what's wrong?" he asks grabbing my hands.
I pull my hands away casually, "Nothing, I'm just going down stairs."
Liam sighs and reaches for me again, "Esme, don't lie to me."
"I'm not Liam, I will see you later," I say moving so he can't touch me.
I get past him but he grabs my wrist, "What did I do Esme?" he asks annoyed.
"N-nothing," I sigh nervously.
"Is this about yesterday? Baby I'm sorry I told you to change. I just get protect-" he starts to explain.
"No, it's not that Liam," I start. I can't tell him, not right now.
"Then what is it?" he asks getting worried.
I shake my head, "I don't want to talk right now. Later."
Liam sighs in defeat and nods. He leans in to kiss me and I pull away and see hurt in his eyes. Before either one of us could say anything I ran out of the room and down the stairs.
I see Layla and Hudson on the couch and walk past them onto the front porch. Neither of them saw me. I sit on the two person swing and bring my feet up with me, breathing in the fresh air,
I sit and just watch the trees and birds flying while I think. Maybe I should reject Liam, so that way he doesn't have to feel stuck with me. I'm nothing like those other girls he was with before he met me. My heart feels like it's breaking.
'Liam loves us,' Isla insists.
'Does he? Or does he just think he does because we are mates?' I point out to her.
