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Chapter 6
“Dylan?” I whispered not being able to have my voice louder.
“Val baby I’m so sorry,” he said. He gently leaned down and put his hands on each side of my head. I felt my heart start racing (and the machines showing it,) he gently put his full pink kissable lips on my forehead. It lasted about five seconds before he came back from that position. I felt little tingles on my forehead.
I looked around the hospital, I shivered. Last time I was at one my mother was dying. I felt little tears prick my eyes.
“Don’t worry baby you will not be going back to him,” Dylan said.
I looked up at his attractive eyes, “Dylan please take me away,” I breathed.
“I won’t let him touch you,” he promised. But promises didn’t mean anything in the world we live in today; it super easy to make a promise but it’s also super, super easy to break one.
I smiled a weak one before a red hair nurse walked in. She has her hair is in a high pony tail showing her bright blue eyes and pale skin. She smiled at Dylan but not the flirty kind. When her eyes landed on me her eyes widen in shock.
“Valarie it good to see your awake. I’m Nurse Nancy,” Nancy said friendly. I smiled at her. “Well I’ll go and get the doctor and then we’ll start the test.”
“Well sorry to say Valarie but you have two broken ribs with a fracture ankle,” Doctor Nicholas said. I nodded my head. “We had one of the nurses called your dad and he will be here in three days to pick you up and bring you home.” My eyes widened when he said dad.
“No she cannot go back to living with her dad,” Dylan growled.
“Sorry but she has to be with her trusted guardian,” the doc said.
“Trusted,” Dylan said the word like it was vegetables. “If you say trusted is beating someone then yeah he has it.”
“You have no proof it was him.”
“She has a boot prink on the side of her stomach.”
“Yeah well someone else could have done that.”
“Hello,” we heard a voice that sent shivers up my spine. I looked up to see my own personal devil.
“Mr.-” the doc started but my dad rudely cut him off.
“Bryan,” he said.
“Well hello Bryan I am your daughter’s doctor,” he said.
“Yes I know who you are. How is she?” he asked looking concerned. I knew it was just an act as soon as we got back to the house I was dead. I mean dead as in a grave with no one crying over it. My dad might be creating a happy dance that will make every human shy away. I mean no one wanted me here so-
My thought was cut off my Mr. Docs voice, “She will be out in three days. She has two broken ribs and a fracture ankle.”
“Oh my poor baby,” he said coming over giving me a hug. He whispered in my ear so that I only could hear, “You shouldn’t have done that now you will pay.” Dylan growled. “Who are you?” dad’s words have disgust in them.
“Dylan A.K.A your worst enemy,” Dylan said with an ice voice. I looked over at his eyes. The blue ones so familiar but not. Our eyes connected. I felt nauseated; my tommy is doing an Olympics gold metal routine. Those eyes! I blacked out…
I saw a wolf, a black wolf with those eyes, those cool, demanding, amazing blue eyes. He looked at me like he could see through my soul. I could pour my heart out to those eyes and not care. If those eyes ever gave me a disappointing look I would be gone, broken. Even though I couldn’t tell why I am so attracted to them. There just some eyes of an animal, not just any animal; Storm’s eyes. Ones like Dylan’s blue eyes.
Oh no.
*Carly’s P.O.V*
(Dylan’s little sister)
“Mommy?” I sang out skipping into the kitchen.
“Yes baby?” mommy asked. She sat there with her head in the stove.
“Where’s big bro?” I asked. “I miss him.” I pouted my bottom lip out.
“He is at the hospital,” mom said looking sad.
“Why?” I asked. Oh no I hope he isn’t hurt! I felt tears come to my eyes.
“Valarie got hurt,” she said. Valarie? Mmhhh who’s that- VAL!
“Mommy-” I started but the front door slammed. I ran to see who it was. Dylan leaned against the front door with tears in his eyes.
“Carly,” he whispered.
“Big bro what’s wrong?” I asked going over to his open eyes.
“Val. I promise not to let her go back to that beast but what do I do? I fail! I’m a failure! In three day she will be back with that monster!”
“Then we will do something about that,” my mother said sternly. They both shared a look, kind of scared me about how they just started at each other. I could tell they are talking through each other minds. I narrowed my tiny eyes at them, I hate being left out. Fine if they’re going to have their ‘grown’ up talk then I’m out of here.
Once I got to my room I pulled out my dolls and started to play with them.
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Being His Mate
Storie d'amoreValarie is broken. Her dad abuses her, her mom died of cancer and she has no one to got to. when she moves to a little town she meets a boy named Dylan. Dylan is rich and he is the towns bad boy. He tries to fix her but is he to late? Dylan might be...
