Chapter 10

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Rose pov

Sitting in the middle of the dance floor, i sobbed, "Why is my life so miserable? Why do i have to be strong and emotionless on the outside yet so weak and miserable on the inside? Why do i have to be separated from my wolf? When can i finally rest? When can i be loved? When can i stop being mute to everyone else but myself? When can i stop being abused?"

Wanting the pain to stop mentally and emotionally, i took out the constant friend that has been in my life -- my razor. I longed for the pain that the razor can inflict --physical pain to take away the mental pain. As the sharp edge was about to touch my skin, a hand flicked it away. Shocked, i immediately snapped my head towards the person who took away my only source of release.

However, the person was someone that i have hoped to never see again.... Dimitri. He pulled me into his arms and was looking at me with his big brown eyes filled with emotions that i have never seen in a long long time ---- care, worry, etc but one emotion spoked to me the most.... Love.

Why would he have these emotions filled in his eyes for me? Doesn't he hates me? Questions swirled in my head as we both stared into each other's eyes. However, he broke me out of my reverie as he questioned," Why would you hurt yourself? What broke you so much that you have to harm yourself?"

He questioned me but all i could do was stare at him, i could not say anything. As how could i? I didn't know how to respond to his questions when i knew that nobody would understand what I'm going through as they had all rejected my cries for help when i actually asked, no begged for help after telling them about my situation. However nobody believed me.

Seeing a spark in his eyes, i knew he saw how broken i am as my walls are down. A tear slipped from his eyes and he tugged me tightly into his chest. Feeling his warmth, i sobbed into his chest. His arms tightened around me and he murmured into my ear," What have i done... What happened to you?...."

Feeling teardrops on my arm, i looked up and saw tears streaming down his face. Saddened by the look on his face, i straddled him and gently wiped his tears away. "Don't cry for me, im used to it... Its how i survive now...." i whispered.

Though shocked that i said something to him when i refused to speak to anyone, he said nothing and just pulled me back into his arms and held me tightly, whispering apologies in my ear. Wringing my arms around his neck, i snuggled my face into the crook of his neck and placed a small kiss. Closing my eyes, i sniff in his manly smell, i felt at ease and protected in his arms....  Even if this moment wasn't going to last, it was nice to be in the arms of my best friend and lover again....

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