●Chapter 21●

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I woke up to the sun shining through my window and a face above me.

"Good morning honey," Joseph said.

What the hell is he doing in my bedroom? How did he even get in here?

"How did you get in here?" I asked him.

"Um the window," he said and shrugging.

"The window?" I said.

How could he come in from the window?

"Yes honey. The window," he said.

I threw the blanket over my head and said, "Well you better go back through that damn window and close it too."

I really want to sleep. Like I said I am not a morning person.

"You have to get up," he said.

"Have to? Have to? Boy please. You better get out of here before I go all psycho on you," I said.

Damn Belle. Be nice.

He laughed.

"Honey, don't you want breakfast?" he asked.

"One more word and you'll get what you're looking for," I said.

"But babe, you have to eat," he whined.

"Okay that is it. I'm going kung fu panda on your a$$," I said and threw the blankets off of me.

"Woah there bunny," he said, smirking.

I ran after him and we ended up in the kitchen which had everyone in it.

"I see you got to wake her up," Casper said, laughing.

"It was easy," Joseph said, winking.

"Oh shut up, will you?" I said and started to walk back upstairs.

"Cupcake, don't you want breakfast?" Joseph yelled.

I put up my middle finger in the air so he could see and started going up the stairs.

When I reached my room door and opened it, I gasped.

Xavier? What is he doing here?

He got up and walked over to me and let me tell you he looked like shit.

Like complete and utter mess.

He had dark circles under his eyes, his face was just covered in the emotion; pain, he even looked like if he lost weight.

Damn. What happened to him?

Then I went out to touch him and wala he was gone.

Why do I keep having these hallucinations? Damn him.

I closed and locked my door right this time and walked to the bathroom and made sure I locked it right too.

I turned on the shower and undressed then entered it.

Sliding down the bathroom floor, I started to cry.

The pain. It was too much. It comes every time I think about him or I hallucinate him. I hate this pain. It's like needles boring into every part of your body. Your heart breaks over and over again. Your head starts to hurt and you can't help but just cry.

This is the pain of rejection.

This is the pain of your mate marking someone else.

This is the pain of your mate mating with someone else.

This is the pain of not being near him.

I thought that the pain would have gone but no it's still there, lingering like nothingness. It's pulling you farther in to the darkness.

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