"What's wrong?" I asked and when he didn't answer I looked up to see his gaze lock on something. I followed and saw a brunette girl looking back. From here you couldn't really tell much about her apart from the fact the she was beautiful even from a distance. I looked up to see Gorden still looking at her with love in his eyes.
She was his mate. I felt tears spring in my eyes. I felt the guy I love slip between my fingers as I looked at him. "Gorden" I said softly, my voice cracking.
That snapped him out of it as he looked down at me. "Yes, love," he said, and I almost bursted into tears knowing he would never call me that again.
"Go get her," I whispered even though it pained me to.
He avoided my gaze, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"You do," I pushed, "She's your mate."
He's eyes snapped to me and he looked broken when my tears fell down my face. I could still see that he loved me but I knew that it was dull compared to the love he felt to the girl.
He reached up and wiped my tears even though new ones replaced them. "I'm so sorry," he whispered painfully, "I didn't want to hurt you."
I shook my head smiling weakly. "Don't be sorry. I knew you would find your mate at some point and I won't make you choose. You would be such a great mate, I would never deprive her of that." I felt my heart cracking at every word. I didn't think it would hurt this much.
"I love you," he whispered kissing my forehead.
"I love you too," I croked, closing my eyes to memorize how it felt to have his lips on me. He pulled away and I carssed his cheek. "Go get her and love her like a mate should," I whispered and he kissed me once more before he wove his way through the crowd to her. I watched as they stared at each other oblivious to the world around them. Even from here, I could see the love in their gaze. They lent down to kiss and I looked away, knowing I couldn't see that yet. But my gaze landed on Austin were he was kissing Harriet. It felt like a hot knife twisting in my gut. I had seen them hold hands, cuddle and barely being able to handle that but seeing them kiss is on a whole new level. He looked up like he felt my gaze and locked his eyes with mine. Tears streamed down my face freely and I had cupped my hand over my mouth to cover my sobs. He looked pain and took a step towards me but I shook my head before turning to run back up to my room. I slammed the door shut and fell onto the king bad the Sean and Dean were going to share. But I didn't care about that now. I wrapped myself in a ball as it felt like I would fall apart if I didn't. Sobs shook me violently as I cried a river. Still crying I got up and changed into a pair of comfy yoga pants and baggy jumper. I crawled back onto the bed and cried for hours. About an hour from when I came up the door slammed open and the twins looked around franticly. They relaxed when they saw me but soon turned worried when they saw my face. They kicked off their shoes, closed the door and came over, enclosing me into a bear hug. I cried into Dean's shirt as Sean rubbed my back soothingly. I didn't think it would hurt this much! When I calmed down Dean lifted me up and Sean pulled the covers open before Dean gently placed me down they both climbed either side of me wordlessly and pulled the blankets over us all. I snuggled into Dean's chest sniffling, as I held Sean's hand who hugged me from behind. Dean murmured soothing words while stroking my hair until I fell into a slumber.
"B, you have to get up," someone whispered in my ear.
I opened my eyes and light flooded them causing me to fling my arm up to block it. But before it hit my eyes it smacked into something else followed by an, "Oww! Right in the nose."
Whatever I was snuggle into rumbled as I heard a chuckle. I open my eyes cautiously this time and let my eyes adjust to the light. I looked up to find Dean smiling down at me then looked over to see Sean holding his nose. "Ooppss," I said and Sean glared at me.
"Yeah 'Ooppss'," he rolled his eyes.
I sat up and lent my head against Dean's shoulder. Dean passed me a cup of coffee and rubbed my shoulders.
"Are you alright?" Sean asked looking into my eyes, his nose forgotten.
I nodded and sighed, "Yeah, just didn't have a very good day yesterday."
He shook his head in understanding. "We heard about Gorden and his mate. Sorry."
"Don't be. He deserves to be happy and I glad he found her," I smiled a small happy smile.
"You are to kind hearted, little one," Dean said kissing my head.
"Hey, I'm older than you," I complained.
Sean and Dean scoffed, "By one year!"
I laughed and they joined in. We fell into silence and I looked into my coffee thinking about what happened last night.
"Something else happened," Dean said matter-of-factly as he looked at me, "What?"
I sigh and tears sprung into my eyes. "I saw Tristan kissing Harriet."
I saw them stiffen and their eyes darken in anger.
"That son of a bitch," Dean cussed.
I shrugged willing myself not to cry. Again. I got up and said, "I'm getting changed."
They both walked up and kissed my cheek. "We're going to train you, so we'll cya downstairs," they said walking out.
I walked to my walldrope and picked out a pair of black soft shorts and a blue, red and white striped tank-top. I combed my hair through and put it up into a messy pony tail. I put my cream converse shoes on and headed downstairs with my coffee. The twins, Josh and Gordon were there along with the girl from last night. I sat next to Dean at the kitchen bench and sipped my coffee, looking down. Gordon looked at me guiltly and the girl, who's name I still don't know, looked shy.
I took a deep breath, shoving my sadness behind a wall in my mind.
"Hi," I said sticking my hand out, "I'm Bree."
She reached out tentavly and shook my hand, "I'm Bell."
"Nice to meet you," I smiled and she gave a small smile back.
I turned to the twins, "So you gonna teach me or what?" I asked grinning.
"You haven't had breakfast," Dean said as I rolled my eyes getting up. I grabbed a hand from either of them and pulled them from their chair. "I'm not hungry," and I dragged them out before they could protest.
I took them to the middle of the grass behind our house. Once we got there I turned to them clapping my hands. "What first?" I asked excitedly. I have always wanted to learn to fight. They looked each other, scratching the back of their necks. "Umm... Well, I suggest we get your speed up for the next 3 or so days. Your strengh is amazing and your technique seems to work so we just have to make it better. So how about you go for a run and we time it. I'll come for today and Sean can go tomorrow," Dean said, "We'll start at 10kms and work on your time then get longer. Sean you time for today," Sean nodded and we both ran inside, him to get a stopwatch while I went to put runners on. I came back down and Dean and I started running at a fast pace. By 5kms my legs were burning but Dean kept pushing me faster. We went on a loop around the forest and when I got near the end, when I could see the house, I used all my energy and sprinted to Sean to the point where Dean was trying to catch up to me. I reached Seam and he stopped it saying, "16 minutes and 23 seconds."
I fell to the floor puffing and Dean stood doing the same.
"Okay," Sean said once we got our breath back, "We'll do strength because you can never have to much. We'll do mini competitions."
"Hey," we heard someone say from inside and turned to see Gorden and Bell coming out, "Can I join in?"
Sean nodded and turned back to me, "First I'll go against you in core. So plank?"
I nodded and he laid down on his stomanch next to me. "Ready?" Dean said and we nodded, "Set, Go!" We pushed up onto our elbows, our knees off the floor so only our toes and elbows touched the floor. Our body were in a perfect diagonal line as we tensed. It was at around 8 minutes that my core began to ache and by Sean face he was going through the same. I stayed still, trying to move as little as possible. At 10 minutes both our bodies were shaking with strain and I felt like I would drip any moment. Just as I was about to fall I saw Sean belly flop to the ground with a groan. I followed suit. Dean crouched beside me and grinned, "Nice job." He went to pat my stomach my I slapped his hand away and groaned, "No touchy."
I heard multiply laughs and looked up to see that we had quiet an audience. What is with audiences watching me die, wither fighting or training?
"Ready for your next challenge?" Dean asked cheerfully. I gave him a death glare and he back tracked, "Or I could give you an extra minute." I stood up and rubbed my stomach pouting. "That hurt," I complained, making them laugh, making me want to laugh to.
"Don't laugh," I complained and they looked at me like I had lost it.
"Why?" Gorden asked bewildered.
"You'll make me laugh" I complains making them laugh again.
I frowned and turned to Dean, "What's next?"
"Legs, Wall sit," he said and led me to the side of the house, our crowd following.
I groaned and lent next to him on the wall.
"3,2,1," he counted down and we sat with our feet at a perfect right angle. This took longer to start burning but when it came it hurt like hell! It was around 15 minutes in, and guess what, we started shaking again. We got to 20 when we both dropped at the same time. I laid on the floor again and said, "Oh no, Oh no, I CAN'T FEEL MA LEGS!"
They laughed and I groaned not seeing what was funny about my pain. I lent against the wall using my hands to pull myself up the wall. "Wow, feeling the love," I said sacasticly, "You are killing me muscle by muscle."
"Is that it?" I asked hopefully.
I almost died when Dean shook his head. "One more," he promise, "Against Gorden."
I nodded. I had beat them all in something and I wanted to beat Gordon to prove I can to myself.
"What muscle are we killing this time?" I asked.
He chuckled, "Arms, I'll count a beat and you'll do 10 normal push up and 10 trisep push up, then repeat as long as you can."
I was good at this. I had strong arms.
"Can we join in?" someone asked from behind the crowd. The crowd parted as two people came forward. Austin and my brother.
I shook my head glaring at them. Their eyes flashed with hurt but I didn't care. "Sure," Dean said pointing next to me. My head whipped to Dean, "What?" I asked angry.
He walked over and whispered in my ear, "Show them your not a weak girl anymore. If you have more motivation and you just might beat Gordon."
"I hate you," I growled.
"I love you too," he said normally, walking back to where he stood before.
"Ready?" we all nodded getting into position. "And, 1" we all went down, "and," we came up, "2," went done, "and," came up, "3, and, 4, and, 5, and, 6, and, 7, and, 8, and, 9, and, 10, and, swap," we changed to tricep, going down , "and, 12." And so we went on.
At 302 they were struggling and my brother had dropped out. At the start I had brought all my hatred and anger to the two guys next to me forward and that drove me. As surprising as it sounds I could barely feel the ache in my arms yet. I paid no attention to what I was doing, memories of all the teasing they did to me ran through my mind and that is all I could think about. Before I knew it we were at 400 and I was seething with built up anger. The boys on either side of me were seriously struggling but I paid no attention. My arms ached a bit but it was easy to block out. I heard them grunt, two thuds telling me they fell, but I kept going. About 30 push-up later someone crouched next to me. "Bree, stop," Dean said gently. I hadn't even notice he had stopped counting. "Bree? Bree, you'll over work yourself."
I huffed and stepped up. Anger soared through me and I couldn't stop it. I walked past everyone and the crowd part like the Red sea as I charged through. "Bree!" someone called and grabbed my arm, "Where are you going?" Gorden asked.
I shoved him off and jogged towards the forest, "A run."
I started on the path I went with Dean this morning and was half way when pain shot up through my leg. It gave way as I stepped on it. The pain then stretched up my right side to my arms. Tears ran down my face as the pain double to my other side I screamed and opened my mind link to Gordon.
"Gorden!" I said in agony.
"Bree! Bree! Where are you? What happened?" he asked franticly.
"I'm half way around the track I ran this morning," I gasped but screamed as something snapped. "Everything hurts, Gorden," I whimpered.
"Sh*t," I heard him cuss, "We'll be there soon."
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