Rejected By A Stupid Alpha [REWRITING]

Chapter Four: Hangover

CHAPTER FOUR:
HANGOVER

I was sitting on my bed with my guitar, playing random notes just to calm myself down, when all of a sudden someone knocked on my bedroom door. With a heavy sigh I got up and opened the door with distaste. I was still grieving and I didn't exactly want to see anyone or anything.

“What do you want?” I barked at Mark in annoyance.

His shoulder sagged and I could notice that he just felt defeated.
“It's been two days already, please, come and eat something,” he pleaded.

I shook my head furiously and closed the door, “I'm not hungry. Now, go away!” I yelled. “Leave me alone!”

I slid down the door and landed on my butt. I brought my knees to my chest and took a deep breath as the warm tears slid down my cheeks. I didn't want this, I never asked for this. He rejected me. How could he ever do that? I feel like the other half of my heart was torn apart and was thrown in a dustbin or something. How could he just do it so easily?

It has been two days. Two days since my mate rejected me. Does he have any idea how it hurts? Does he even know how to love your mate? Does he feel the same like me now? No, he probably doesn't. As Mark told me, he probably is with one of his sluts, enjoying life like there is no tomorrow.

'Why didn't you accept the rejection, Alexandrite? I know it would be painful, but at least we would be able to run away or something. We could have survived. I know you need your mate right now, but he doesn't like us. Can't you see that? This is the second time I got hurt... I hate this feeling, Alex.' I cried to my wolf.

'I know that you hate seeing me like this, and trust me, I can't bear it to see you like this either, but its really hard to accept the rejection of your mate.' She whimpered a bit.

I didn't communicate further. I just stayed there, staring at the wall, filling the empty room with nothing but sobs.

“Faith, baby, open the door,” I heard the familiar voice say.

I pursed my lips, trying to prevent any sound. “No..
I don't want to talk to anyone...” I cried, a hiccup escaping my mouth every now and then.

“Please? For the sake of me?” his voice was soft and contained nothing but concern.

I groaned and stood up. I then unlocked the door and opened it, so he could walk inside. I ignored his gaze as I locked the door behind me and immediately stalked to the bed. Skylar followed me and sat in front of me, Indian style.

“What do you want, Sky?” I asked through gritted teeth, still ignoring his gaze, but he pushed up my chin with his index finger, forcing me to look him in the eye.

I noticed an emotion flash through his eyes, but he did a good job hiding it. “Look, I know its hard for you right now. I absolutely have no idea what you are feeling right now, but I'm sure you feel like shit and you also look like it,” he joked and I glared at him, but he continued anyways. “Look, I know the past hurt you a lot, and I know that you're still going trough a lot now. But you have to try to move on.”

I felt those words like a knife to the heart. “Its not that easy as it seems, Sky! You know that I got rejected by my mate, right? You know how much that hurts, right? It feels like someone ripped my heart in two pieces! Its hurting...” I cried. I rested my head on his chest as soon as he grabbed my head to hug me. “Why did he do this to me? You know how much it hurts?”

“I can't say I do, but I can imagine what it feels like,” he stroked my hair soothingly. “Please, at least try to move on...”

“Faith, can you please open the door?” I suddenly heard Mark's heavy voice from outside the room.