Being Rejected

Chapter 2

2 plus years later

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I hated her. She made my life a living hell for years. And now made it ten times worse. The pack always treated me like dirt but now. Now I was not even dirt. I was whatever is below dirt. I was punched, kicked, pushed downstairs on a daily basis. I was worse than bullied.

Sometimes it wasn't just one person at a time. No it was up to ten I counted once. They all had my on the ground kicking, punching, pulling my hair. I don't know what it was but it was not bullied. I was hated, loathed. I went home on many occasions not being able to walk.

Did anyone help me?

No. I was on my own. What was worse is I couldn't even defend myself with words. I could talk but my vocal cords were so messed up it hurt when I did. They probably would have heal correctly if I got the medicine I was suppose to take for it but my parents wouldn't buy it for me. Plus I hadn't shifted yet so I didn't have my wolf there to heal me. I had burns on my legs, arms, hands, a few spots on my stomach and chest. None of it healed properly. I had no medicine to help it heal.

What was so much worse is my sister never came forward. Two plus years later and she never said a thing. She blamed me with the rest of them but hers alway hide a smile. She knew she did it. I knew she did it. She knew I knew she did it. But who was going to believe me? No one. She could con her way out of a murder conviction with evidence stack against her and she knew it. There was nothing I could do about. So I stayed to myself. Endured their punishments.

My final blow was when my mate found me. I knew he was going to hate me but I hoped, I prayed he would change his mind once he knew we were mates but he didn't. It was the alphas sons birthday. He was turning sixteen the day he found his mate. I was only fifteen. I remember it like it was yesterday.

I was walking up the stairs to my class when the popular group was coming down. The ringleader Ashton Stone and none other than my sister his girlfriend. He never picked on me until the fire. Now he was in on it too. I was a freshman they were sophomores and dated since freshman year.

Anyway I was stupid and wasn't listening to or paying attention to were I was going. When I hit the platform and bumped into him. I felt them atleast I think I did.

"Well well well if isn't the bitch." he sneered looking at me in disgust. I just nodded trying to walk around him when he grabbed my arm. Yep there they were. I couldn't miss them this time and neither did he from the shock on his face.

I was giddy for a split second. Until he quickly covered up his shock and sneered at me looking at me in disgust and hate.

"You know." he snickered backing me back towards the steps. "I feel sorry for your mate. He would be so revolted, so disgusted, so humiliated knowing you were his mate. He would reject you the second he touched you. The first words out of his mouth would be. I. Reject. You." he snarled then pushed me down the stairs. We both knew what he was doing. He was rejecting me without his friends knowing I was his mate and he was rejecting me.

That moment my heart broke. By the time I landed at the bottom it was in a million pieces. They all laughed and kicked me as they walked past me. I curled into a ball and cried. I stayed there for no telling how long in tears, crying my heart out until I picked myself up and walked into the hall.

I walked past the shoves, the name calling everything until the bad boy of the school caught me. I knew what was coming. I just stood there emotionless. Something they weren't use too. I alway coward, shook, looked at them in fear. This time there was nothing and I think he knew that because his fist stopped in mid air.

"What's wrong?" he whispered low enough so that no one could hear. I just stared at him with a blank expression.

You toucher me everyday and now expect me to confide in you? Not. I had nothing left. No hope, no love, no future nothing. So give it your best shot. He landed up letting me go and I just walked on right out of school. Not looking back. I walked the two miles home and went straight to my room and cried. I cried for hours until I felt it.

The pain of him sleeping with someone else.

I couldn't let him do this. So I fought thru the pain, grabbed the papers I had already printed out a while ago and ran out of my bedroom door, the front door, to his house. I printed the photos off a while going to expose my sister but just never did. I knew he was having his birthday party but I didn't care. He needed to know the truth.

So I busted thru his front door and followed his scent to his room. I opened the door just as he marked her. I fell to the ground on my hands and knees screaming in pain. It hurt so bad. Like someone stabbing my heart multiple time.

"What the hell are you doing here?!" he snarled at me as soon as I quit screaming. I looked up at him and that bitch sister of mine panting heavily. He was looking at me in pure hatered and she was smirking at me. I had enough. I was done. I was officially broken. I stood up glaring at both of them. Ran from the door, down the stairs. Made my way to the stereo pushing everyone that got in my way.

I was pissed.

I took my hands pushing it from the wall knocking it on the floor. Made my way back towards the stairs as people cussed me, tried to stop me but I wasn't listening or letting people stop me. I ran up the stairs to the landing as people stared at me in shock. I stood there lifting my hand and cleared my throat a couple times. I looked at Ashton and my sister who were standing not far from me then turned to the crowd.

"You fucking people were so quick to judge me without knowing the truth. I have a scared body trying to save MY home. My hands, legs, feet, stomach, chest, arms, throat but did you mother fuckers ever take that into consideration? No. While I was trying to put out the fire you just stood there and watched it burn! You just assumed." my throat hurt like hell but I kept going. "You all treated me like dirt like I was nothing my whole life and it got worse when you assumed I started the fire. You." I snarled pointing to my parents. "You were my parents. You were suppose to protect me. To give me the benefit of the doubt when she." I said pointing to my whore of a sister. "Blamed me for everything. I want you to remember that everything she ever blamed me for she did. Your unfit to be called parents. I hate you. "You." I then pointed to my alpha. "You were suppose to help me become a better wolf. To protect me. To love me no matter what. Like my parents were suppose to do. But no. You treated me just as everyone else did. Your not an alpha. Your nothing but a money hungry imbecile. I hate you. I hate this whole pack. You want to know who burned down your pack house. Well here." I snarled throwing the papers on the air letting them float to the ground as they started to grab them. I keep a few in my hand. I walked up to my ex mate. "You." I snarled hitting him in the chest with what I had left in my hand. "You were suppose to love me unconditionally. Not Mark a whore. I hate you and I fucking hope you burn in hell." I snarled then turned to my sister. "I just hate you." then pushed my sister down the stairs as I ran down the stairs.

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