Little innocent mate

Chp.5

Faiths Pov :
As I was walking towards the kitchen I bumped into a very very muscular chest & without looking up I already knew who it was so I tried to keep my head down and keep walking.

But me being a dumbo, I still looked up and oh my his eyes, they were so mesmerising I couldnt stop staring at his eyes. They were a light green that were filled with hatred and disgust & they were glaring at me.

" Hi " I squeaked, I couldn't control myself, whenever I was scared or nervous I would say ' hi ' I dont know why I do that but It-

" Move " a deep voice interrupted my thoughts. " no " I said while lifting ny head up trying to look intimidating, key word ; trying.

But Liam being Liam, he picked me up and put me on the side as if I weight nothing.

And me being me, I walked after him. If you were in my shoes you'd do the same thing, I want my mate & I to have a connection, I want him to stare at me with love not hatred.

As I was jogging towards him he suddenly stopped and for the second time in the past 10 minutes I crashed into him.

" stop following me " He growled out.
" no , I wanna talk to you " I said with a hint of sadness in my voice. It really does bother me that my mate doesnt even acknowledge my presence.

" talk " he ordered. Well shrek. I didnt think that was gonna happen, it wasnt in the plan I made up in my head. Oh Flippers.

" well, uh , You see. I am uh- "
" I said talk not stutter !!!!! " he interrupted my stuttering fit.

" did I do something? Why wont you talk to me? I don't understand. Is this how mates should act towards eachother when they meet? Why are you doing this ? " I asked

He looked like he was thinking, he better be & he better have a good reason becau- " I dont want a mate, I never asked for you & I dont need a little mut as my mate " he spits out

" oh " was the only thing I could get out of my mouth, I can already feel the tears coming but Im not crying infront of him , he already thinks Im a mut, I dont want him to think Im a crybaby as well.

And without any other glance he walked away stepping on the little pieces of my broken heart.

I walked away aswell completely forgetting about the reason I even walked into that darn kitchen.

As I opened my bedroom door, I immediately threw myself on my bed and do what I do best, cry myself to sleep. Oh How I wish for this to be a horrible nightmare, but unfortunately its reality.

* next morning *

I woke up tear stains on my pillow, oh well darn, this wasnt a nightmare.

After laying in bed for a few minutes I decided to get up and shower. So I went & looked for some undergarments.

Surprisingly I found some & they were the perfect fit!!!!! So I got into the bathroom & started undressing.

As I stared at myself in the mirror, I understood why he wouldnt want me.

Im ugly, Im not as beautiful as other woman out there. Im not as tall, fit, smart , beautiful. Im the complete opposite. I don't blame him, if I was him I would hate me too.

* 3 hours later *

I already finished showering and ate my breakfast & Im just sitting in the living  room wondering what Im supposed to do with my life.

Oh well, lets just see what happens the next time I see him.