I'm Their pet Cat!?

Chapter 3- Goodbye Pack

------------Sydney's P.O.V.-------------

I read for several hours then fall asleep into a dreamers slumber.

My alarm clock wakes me up and I go downstairs to make breakfast for everyone. I make waffles, salads, and egg casserole. I get out orange juice to go with it. I hear people come down the steps, I think they're saying Widen hasn't found his mate yet, lucky girl, I would soon find out how right that statement was.

The three sluts come down shortly after. Christina decides it was time to start hitting and kicking me. She hits me across the face, then pushes me to the ground and starts kicking my stomach and ribs. My cat always comforts me at these kind of times. She tells me they are calling me a slut, whore, waste of space, fat, and stupid because they're jealous of me. I would say my greyish-blue eyes go well with my auburn hair, but I wouldn't call myself pretty. The word they constantly say is ugly. I have learned to ignore them and not cry like I used to, I also used to cry during the beatings, but I don't anymore.

I am titanium, they try to take me down, but a I won't fall.

Widen comes a down and tells them to stop all the ruckus, so they stop and start hanging off of him. My cat is going crazy saying my mate is in the room. I smell a heavenly smell, the woods, male cologne, and a masculine smell. If you smelled it you would say you smelled a man.

I couldn't find him so I let it go for now.

I had just walked into my room when I was pushed against the closed door. I smelled it again. After he let me go, I turned around and saw Aiden. I was very confused, until my cat, who I forgot to say is Sasha, started saying he is our mate.

"You can't be my mate, you're an omega, fat, ugly, useless. You would be a horrible Luna. The Goddess must be wrong. You can't be my mate. I, Aiden Crossfire, of the Crossfire Pack, reject you, Sydney Huckles, as my mate."

I didn't realize I was crying until I felt the tears sliding down my neck. I didn't say anything as he left the room.

"Go after him, get him, he is our mate," Sasha, my cat, cried, "get him, please, go after him."

 "I'm sorry Sasha, but he doesn't want us," I cried back.

I felt a horrible pain in my chest, what's happening to me.

"He's cheating on us, having sex with someone other than us."

I didn't go to school, so I wouldn't see him, I know I'm a chicken, but I just can't after he cheated on us.

I just lay on my bed crying, until we decide to leave. We wrote a not  :

Dear Pack;

You have forgotten me, killed me, I'm dying on the inside. After six years of abuse, mental, emotional, and physical, my mate rejecting me was my last straw. I have left, I don't plan on coming back, ever. Please don't look for me, as you say this pack is better without me. I'm not good enough.

Love,

Sydney Huckles

xoxo

Dear Mate;

You weren't good enough for me, not the other way around, I deserve someone better, not someone that has been my worst bully ever. I plan on training and becoming good enough for anyone, but I won't and never will take anyone of you back. You were supposed to love us and care for us, only us, no one else. What did I do to make you hate me so much you would reject me?

Love,

Sydney Huckles

xoxo

P.S. Have fun cooking and cleaning without me.

With that I jumped out the window, of my second-story too and shifted into my cat. (A/N: Picture on cover is her cat.)

 

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Next chapter will have a couple other P.O.V.s in it. Luv Ya Thanks.