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Death Is Calling To Me

Death Is Calling To Me

Isaac's POV

For the next three days, I stayed locked up in my room, refusing to come out. I had nothing to come out for.

No matter who came to my door, I wouldn't come out. There was only one person I'd ever come out for but she wasn't going to.

I wallowed in my room, drowning my my own pain. I depressingly thought about how to get Angelina to fall in love with me, to love me the way I loved her.

Her face haunted my dreams, my closed eyelids, every minute.

Long, silky black hair, bright blue eyes, tanned flawless completion, a face with perfect lips, and a voluptuous, curvy body.

"Isaac, you need to come out of your room." My mother said on the other side of the door.

I didn't respond.

"At least eat."she pleaded.

I still didn't respond. She knew I wasn't going to come out.

Why waste my breath when she already knows what my answer will be?

To be honest, I felt alone. I felt like dying. I needed Angelina more than she ever will realize. I yearned for her touch, to know that she felt for me deep down in her heart, buried underneath all that pain and hate.

When I had learned the Angelina ran a year and half ago, I felt sick. I did exactly what I was doing now, I didn't come out of my room for months.

I felt like death was calling to me, like it is now. Beckoning.

"Isaac, please, talk to me. Let me know what's causing you pain." She begged.

"Go away." I told her.

"Isaac, I miss you. I know you're hurting, I can feel your pain. Tell me what's wrong, let me ease some of your pain." She tried again.

A cold, distant laugh pressed pass my lips.

Take my pain away? there is no one in the world you can do that, except for Angelina.

I unexpectedly became angry with rage at her words.

I flew across the room, breaking the door open.

"Don't you dare tell me something you can't do. No one can fix me or cure my pain!" I flashed my fangs at her, my eyes darkening to their sickly blood red color.

She coward back in fear. She had never seen me like this. I had never once lost control.

She began to shake so much in fear that she began to cry. My father was instantly at her side.

"What the hell did you do to her?" He had now lost control.

He pushed me with all his strength and I slammed into the window in my room. It shattered at the amount if force being thrown at it and I fell all the way down the five story castle, hitting the ground.

Pain exploded through my body, every bone in my body shuddering to millions of little pieces.

The last things I saw before darkness engulfed me, was my mother's horror stricken face as she stared down from my bedroom window.

Angelina's POV

Pain. That's all I felt. My heart ached and my wolf howled or her mate's touch. We both knew what that felt like now, from the recent event that happened in his classroom.

Go to mate. She whimpered, but I growled at her, silencing her whines.

No, he doesn't want us. That's probably why he took the rest of the week off. He doesn't want to see us. I told her and sobs racked my body.

Even though I may not like that Isaac rejected me, I still wanted him deep down.

I think I'm waiting for him to show me that he's serious. That he won't burn me like he did when I first met him. I convinced myself.

I felt so much hope the day I felt the pull towards him. When my eyes met his, I felt relieved that I'd be taken away from all the pain and misery my pack had caused me. But he took that hope and relief away from me. It felt like a blow to the stomach. He rejected me and crushed all of my hope, everything that I had been waiting for.

As I thought more about him, I realized he never called off the war. If he wanted me and cared about me, he'd call off the war, not wanting to risk my safety.

I try to sit up in my bed but I only make it a quarter of the way up before falling back down, my body going limp with pain.

I was too weak from not being around Isaac. This whole time I've been seeing him as made our bond stronger. Instead of breaking, it grew stronger.

Pain engulfed me. I felt like every none in my body had been crushed. I screamed in agony, tears falling down my face. I writhed around on my bed, screaming bloody murder.

I realized this wasn't my pain, but Isaac's. I hadn't done anything so he was the only explanation. Our bond had grown that strong.

Alison barged into my room with a panicked look on her face and another one of my screams pierced the air.

My vision started to fade and the last thing I saw before blacking out was Alison calling my name, but I couldn't hear her words.