Rejected for Her

Rejected For Her: 3

Chapter 3: FeMALE Love

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"WHAT THE FRICKLE-FRACKLE?!" I screamed, making the other girl jump up out of bed. Except the girl wasn't a girl, I think...

"WHAT? WHAT HAPPENED?" The 'girl' exclaimed as she turned around. My eyes widened as I saw the huge 'ding-dong' staring back at me. I blushed brightly.

"I'm sorry, could you, uh, cover up?" I asked in a squeaky voice.

"Oh yeah, sorry." I heard shuffling around and when it ended I looked up. I saw she or he was dressed and sighed.

"So uh, what happened last night?" I questioned quietly.

"You don't remember?" I shook my head. I had an inkling but I hoped that I was wrong. The girl/boy smirked.

"Well, I'd be happy to demonstrate for you what happened last night..." I cringed.

"N-no, no thanks. I don't even remember what your name is and I frankly don't feel like doing anything with a stranger whilst still in my right mind so could you please just tell me what happened?" The girl/boy's smirked dropped and she/he looked annoyed.

"Gods, my name is Lucielle and for your information, I am a girl, I was just born with the better genitalia. Anyways, last night I thought you were cute and came to flirt with you, I was pretty smashed and apparently so were you. We hit it off, so we went upstairs and kissed a little but you fell asleep before we went all the way so relax. Nothing bad happened." I released a breath I didn't know I was holding. I took in her words but then scrunched up my nose.

"What about the sore feeling in my crotch and why don't I have any underwear on?" It hurt to stand and I'm sure it would practically kill me if I started walking. The girl chuckled.

"Oh yeah, you decided to have a dance competition between me and you and proceeded to do a series of high kicks and splits, all without stretching first and so I'm guessing that's the reason for you being sore. As for the lack of underwear, well during this dance party you did some weird contortionist type move and ripped you panties." Once Lucielle had finished explaining, I blushed hard. I muttered an 'oh' and continued looking at the floor. I was about to speak again when someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." I spoke to whoever was outside the door. Matt walked in and froze at the sight. He studied the situation before him and his eyes darkened.

Matt's Pov

I walked in and froze in shock at the sight before me. There sat Kayla with another female who was practically naked besides the bra and underwear she had on. I noticed what was probably Kayla's underwear hanging on the doorknob. I saw Kayla's hair ruffled up and her clothes all rumpled. It was obvious she had had sex last night. How else could you explain this sight before me?

"What happened here?" I asked cautiously. I was slightly afraid of the answer I'd get and I could feel a bit of jealousy forming deep in my heart. Kayla and the girl looked at each other. The girl smirked and Kayla blushed.

"Nothing much." Kayla said when she turned back to me. Her voice was void of emotion. She shrugged, grabbed her panties off the doorknob and pushed pass me. Bumping her shoulder against mine. I felt a bit of pain spike in my heart.

"Our Mate is mad at us and it's all your fault." My wolf whined loudly inside my head, begging for me to make things right.

"I would hardly call that mad. More like detached, numb, void of emotion." It was true. Ever since I rejected her, she been kind of like a shell of a person. Except, I guess, for when she was drunk.

"Like that's any better. It's still all your fault. You shouldn't have done this. You have no idea how this could affect you." I shrugged off my wolf's warning.

"If rejecting your Mate is so dangerous, why don't you just tell me what will happen so I can get her back and avoid it? Isn't that what you want?"

"Of course it's what I want, ya numb-nut. But it won't work unless you truly love and want her." I snorted, there's no way that's ever going to happen.

"Yeah, Marlas, that's never gonna happen. I'm sorry, but I will never want her. Her sister is the one I want, she's the one I will always want. Besides, I'm pretty sure Kayla hates me."

"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you. You officially have one year, starting today, to make things right." After that my wolf blocked me out. I rolled my eyes, he just being a big baby. I walked out after Kayla and groaned when I saw her downing more drinks.

"Kayla."

"Hmm?"

"Kayla look at me." She lowered her eyes to meet mine but kept drinking.

"Put the drink down please."

"Of course Beta Williams, anything for you." She responded in a sickly sweet voice. I ignored it.

"Kayla, listen. I don't want your sister to know about yesterday. You know, what happened between us."

"Tell me something Beta Williams, why would I want to relive the worst moment of my life with the girlfriend of my ex-Mate?" The way she kept saying Beta Williams irked me but I shook it off, determined to get my point across.

"I'm glad we're on the same page." She chuckled, but it sounded deadly and dry. It sounded....fake. If there was one thing that Kayla wasn't, it was fake.

"We are most definitely not on the same page. The only reason I'm not saying anything is because I don't want to start unnecessary drama and I don't want to relive it. Trust me, if it weren't for that, I'd be telling everyone and making your whole life hell. But I won't. Instead I'll revert to slowly killing myself. I have nothing to live for if my own Mate doesn't want me. I have nothing left to lose. It's not like I had real plans with my life. It's not like I was actually going somewhere. I will destroy what is left of my life. My sister will wonder why. She'll wonder what happened. She'll be devastated. And you will have to suffer knowing that you're the reason behind all of it. If you'd just accepted me, everything would have been fine. But you decided that looks and popularity were better than me. I hope, for my sister's sake, you get your head out your ass and fix what you broke." And with that she stumbled away, clutching her tequila and wolfsbane mix. Leaving me in shock of everything she just said.

To be continued