Breaking My Mate Chapter 4
(Not Edited)
I was annoyed when Kevin came to pick me up for the doctors visit. He was late and I was tired because I didn't get any sleep. I was up all night thinking about him and his slutty date. Yeah it was wrong to call her that, I didn't know her but she was with my mate.
Jealous?
No! Now shut up! I said to myself.
“Did you hear a word I said?” Kevin asked.
“No!” I snapped. I immediately felt bad, my parents raised me to be respectful and especially to people that were higher up in ranks than me. He slammed on the brakes and got out of the car. I followed him with my eyes until he got to my side and opened my door and pulled me out. He grabbed my face his eyes were pitch black.
“Don't you ever speak to me like that again little mate, the next time you'll be punished.” I stood there with wide watery eyes. Don't cry... Dont cry... Dont cry. I repeated. I looked at the ground as sign of submission. I didn't want to piss him off more than I already had.
“Look at me.” I looked up but I didn't meet his eyes. “I said look at me!” He growled.
I finally looked in his eyes, they were turning back to the regular beautiful eyes that I loved so much.
“Do you understand?” I nodded my head yes.
“Good now get back in the truck.” See! He's a psycho, just like my dad and Jason. This is the reason why I didn't want a mate. I was quiet the whole way to the doctors office, I can't believe he would act like that. I thought it was physically impossible for a mate to hurt their mate. Another myth I read in the books.
“Ms Henderson nice to see you again."
“Hi.”
“Follow me, today I'm going to be doing a routine check up, make sure everything is OK.” I nodded my head in understanding.
“I see your birthday is in two weeks.”
“Yes I'll be 18.”
“Have you found your mate?"
“I uh-” I didn't know if I should lie but Kevin doesn't want anyone to know. “No, no sir I haven't.”
“Hmmmm well don't give up, most people don’t find their mate as soon as they turn 16 you'll find him soon enough.” There was a knock at the door a short older lady walked in and smiled.
“Im here to take your blood.” My eyes widened. I've never been a fan of blood. When I was thirteen I tried to jump the gate and fell on a piece of glass. When I pulled it out blood came gushing out, as soon as I saw the blood I passed out. I woke up in my room with my leg wrapped. My mom was holding my hand and my dad was cursing saying that I was a idiot I could have killed myself.
