Can You Hear Me?

My Life Sucks!

Amber>>>>>>>>>>>
By the way I don't own any pictures in this story.
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Amber's P.O.V.
     An ominous shadow loomed over us as my dad pulled the black tires next to the curb. The sight before me made me want to expell last night's dinner from my body.
     Students roamed the front grassy area and the tables throwing their heads back in laughing motions and talking to their favorite friends. Their cliques were conversing and planning their next plan of attack.
     Of course, as my door swung open, no sound protruded my ear drums and my naturally tanned legs, like my mom's, poked out from the passenger side. I closed the door of my dad's red Ford and felt the vibrations course into my toes and up through my legs.
     My body turned towards the vehicle, peeking at my dad through the lightly tented windows. I gave him a pleading look trying to persuade him to help me out of this situation, but he just shook his head.
     I pouted, giving him a reluctant look, but signed to him I love you. His fingers copied my own before he sped out of sight. He must have pack business to attend to.
     I reluctantly turn my head to the prison, also know as high school, before I turned my body.
     I don't hate school because of the class work and lessons. Actually, I have to say the work is the best thing about that school. 
     The building consists of three torturous floors, each staircase guarded by Barbie wannabes who wear too much make-up. I honestly think they're demons in disguise that use liquid masks to cover their identities. They always pick on the "weak" students who have no way of defending their selves. In my case, they tease me because they know I can't hear what crap they say about me.
     These aren't just random bullies either. They are all part of this group. I think they have a certain place where they meet and plan. Wait scratch that, they need brains, or at least a brain, to plan. They literally have the brain capacity of a squirrel if combined, possibly less. They follow a certain someone's orders. Who might that be you ask? No other than Brittany Chase, the biggest slut of the school. Her name goes perfectly with her demeanor. Brittany is usually the name of the bitches in chick flicks, I don't listen of course, I turn on subtitles, and Chase is what she does to every boy she thinks is cute, though I'm pretty sure that everybody has been there and done that.  (Sorry if your name is Brittany, I just came up with a name off the top of my head) I believe that I am her main target, because any insults she throws at me, she knows I can't hear them and I won't verbally comeback at them. The fun part about that is that they don't know a lick of sign language, so it has its advantages. I can call them whatever I want and they don't care. Sometimes they take it as a compliment, but other times they take it as the insults they are and physically harm me or do something to that effect.
     I can handle it though I mean it's nothing new. I'm not like their other targets, who are hurt so easily and curl up into a ball receiving more mockery or who are to quick to violence and cause trouble for themselves. I use technique by observing their attack strategy and finding ways to avoid physical harm, but if it goes to far I will resort to violence.
      Shaking myself out of my trance, I started heading towards the mouth of the beast ready to enter the stomach of the most foul place on Earth. I scanned my student I.D. card and the light turned green, informing me that the glass door was unlocked. I touched the cold handle, while I pulled opening the esophagus so that it can swallow me whole for seven crappy hours.
     Once inside my eyes fluttered around the lobby searching for my best friend Kylie. I didn't spot her. Why isn't she here? She always waits for me. Just as that thought finished playing itself in my mind, a slim prod was felt on my shoulder and I jumped about a foot in the air and turned around to find the ravenette laughing behind me.
     Not Funny I signed. The best part about Ky is that she knows sign language. No wonder she's my only friend. She's about the only person in this school that knows sign language, considering her aunt was deaf.
     Totally not funny She signed, sarcasm shining in her golden brown eyes. She started laughing again and I waited "patiently" for her to shut up. When she finally turned her freckled face up to look at me, her cheeks were red from lack of air.
     Kylie was a gorgeous girl with shining caramel eyes and onyx hair. Her high cheekbones perfectly complimented her lighter skin tone along with her hair color. Freckles adorned her nose and upper cheeks, but they never strayed away from that general area. Her slim body, with curves all in the right places, had every guy in the school wrapped around her finger. She doesn't pay much attention to them because school is much more important to her than boys. Of course, she doesn't have to worry about them, unlike me, because she's human. She doesn't have werewolf problems.
     Are you done Ky I asked, getting slightly annoyed. She smiled and nodded before apologizing because she knows I can't hear her coming. I sighed and waved my hand, gesturing for her to follow and we started pacing down the hallway side by side.
     Hey Ambs She signed using her nickname for me. Yeah I signed showing her to continue. What do you think Brittany is doing? I looked at her astonished. Why would I care? She's probably whoring around with some boys that are regretting coming to school today I laughed. Why do you care I asked rather curious. Kylie just shrugged. I just saw a hot and I mean HAWT new guy come into school today and I felt bad for him because of the witch She signed.
     I think I'm gonna put on a show for him, what do ya think I signed. She nodded vigorously and smiled brightly.
     'New guy?' I thought. 'Why didn't I see him?' It didn't dawn on me till a few seconds later that she probably saw him before I got here. I didn't remember anyone saying anything about a new student. Wait! Yes I did! Our future alpha was coming home from a trip. He was searching for a mate and my dad had said that he would be coming to our school for the last few days of the year. I guess if you only come for a week that counts for a few days.
     'I hope he found his mate' I thought feeling sorry for him if he didn't. He was supposed to come back with his mate or he would have to mate with the queen of the sluts. That's what dad said anyway. Well he didn't call her queen of the sluts, but i swear he was thinking it. I know I will get into some serious shit if I insult the future Luna, but she needs to have a little humiliation in her life, since she does it to everyone else. Why not do it in front of the future alpha. I forgot to mention that Brittany Bitch was a werewolf. Actually, there were only a select few in the school who weren't and they didn't even know that I was one.
     The alpha could've rejected his mate, but I don't think anyone can be worse than that slut. I mean your mate is supposed to love you, flaws and all, but they can still reject you. 'Mine probably will' I thought pitying myself. I stopped in an instant because I have no time to pity myself when others might need my help. Not that I know somebody's being bullied, but it's a possibility.
     As Ky and me walked down the halls, she took a turn to head to her locker leaving me to deal with Brittany's prostitute goons alone. What a friend right.
     As I neared my locker, a very strong aroma hit my nostrils. It smelled like pine trees and Honey, mixed together in a sweet array of scents with a hint of a wood fire faintly noticeable. These were my favorite smells all mixed into one irresistible flavor that protruded my nose.
     MATE​​​​​​​​​​​​ My wolf, Gabriela, screams at the top of her lungs. It gave me a headache, but she's the only thing that i am able to hear, so I am grateful for her. Even if she can be annoying she still is a good comforter.
    Mate she chanted again, but a little softer than the first time. I had just realized what she was saying and my eyes bugged out of my head as I slowed down. 'I couldn't meet him yet' I thought, but I kept walking towards my locker.
     The glorious scent became stronger as I neared where my locker was and I peaked around the corner evaluating the position of the enemy. I searched for the factory made clones looking in their usual spot, but my eyes never found the demons. They usually attacked from the right of my locker at this time of day and shoved me against the lockers, but me putting my hand behind my head, so it didn't result in major injuries. Of course they would all surround the area, but there was always a flaw in their formation and I had time to get through that hole and run before anything terrible happens.
     I looked all the way around the corner and the sight I saw was disgusting yet somehow not surprising. Bitchy was hanging onto a guy with her cat pressed against his leg and she looked like she was enjoying herself. He, on the other hand, looked disgusted with the predicament he was in and has his head tilted back, looking at the ceiling, silently praying to the moon goddess. Even from where I stood, I could feel the power radiating off of him. I almost had to nod my head in respect.
     Go find mate Gabriela growled. She can be a real witch sometimes. 'I have to help him, he's our alpha. Plus, I'm tired of that slut whoring around with everyone.' You said to her. 'We'll find him after I promise' I added. She growled and frustration, but agreed. I didn't bother to look at my alpha, afraid that I might show weakness in front of the prostitute witch, as I walked by.
     Brittany had already looked at me and gotten off of his leg. I saw his sigh of relief and then I felt his eyes on me, following my every move as if evaluating my plan. Sizing me up, if you will.
     What's wrong Brittany? Too busy raping the new guy to grace me with your daily tortures. Not that I mind, but I'm surprised. Wait, no I'm not. It's nothing new. I signed a mouthful while smirking the whole time. I barely glanced over at my alpha and saw him smirking. Did he know sign language? Probably not.
     Your welcome I signed to him and started walking around the two. Just as expected, her hands found my shoulders as my hand went to the back of my head and she shoved me into a line of lockers. I suffered minimum amount of damage on my head, but my hand was a different story. It was crushed by the force of her blow. I lowered it to my side and smirked as she started screaming things at me.
     The only thing I could make out by reading her lips was DON'T ADDRESS MY BOYFRIEND EVER AGAIN YOU BITCH!!! She apparently yelled. Out of the corner of my right eye I saw the alpha flinch as she called him her boyfriend, before his face turned into one of pure disgust. As she rambled on, her demon goons surrounded us. Leaving a hole in the formation like always. I planned my escape wisely as she kept talking about stuff I didn't give a crap about.
     After I found my exit, I put my plan into action. They may not know sign language, but even a rock would know the meaning of this one. I brought my hand up, rolled my eyes, and placed my four fingers on top of my thumb. I repeated this action multiple times until she finally got it. She would usually back off once I insulted her, but this time was a different story.
     Before I knew what was happening, my head was slammed into the lockers. Hard. I felt something warm and sticky gush into my hair and flow down my neck. Instinctively my hand flew to my scalp. I brought it back and looked at the thick red liquid setting in my hand. 'Not part of the plan' I thought. She must not want to be insulted in front of the future alpha and doesn't want people, me in particular, to talk to her "boyfriend" afraid that she might lose him to someone else.
     I got it. Gabriela said and left to work on my head. I still had the healing  powers of a werewolf, so my wounds would heal in a minute or so.
     I focused on the scene in front of me unfold. Everyone was staring at the alpha.
     Don't worry baby, I'm fine. I'm not hurt, Her lips read. Wait did the alpha growl. If he growled at me, he shouldn't have. His girlfriend's the one being the ass.
     That hurt bitch! I signed. She just looked at me confused. But then her face held a smirk and pity filled her eyes. She held her hand up to her ear and turned it to face me. I glared at her, but quickly thought of a comeback.
     Yes, thank you for showing me how small your brain is. Maybe you know this one. I signed and smirked. I raised my arm and thumped it twice against my chest.
     Her eyes started filling purely with rage as she lunged at me, but my body was already heading for the opening. The Barbies tried to close the gap. They were too slow though, because I was already looking for the next step in the escape.
     I started running in a random direction, knowing that Brittany would come to quickly, but I ran into something hard. 'Wall? No, if it was a wall I wouldn't have been feeling sparks run up and down my arm. Wait a minute. Is this my.....'
     MATE! Gabriela sang happily. I looked up at him. My body was already able to feel his eight pack under his shirt by how close he was holding me with his arm around my waist. He looked way older than eighteen, but then again so did I. I put my hands on his chest and my eyes trailed up to his tight jawline that was lined with a thin layer of dark stubble matching his messy raven hair. From where I was I could see a hint of a mustache forming around his plump lips that I wanted to kiss so badly.
     Do it!!! Gabriela cried. I was tempted, but instead I started trailing my eyes down his chiseled torso that I could see through his shirt. I was scanning them with my eyes until I heard a low rumble develop from his chest.
     Was he growling at me? Why would he growl at me? I didn't do anything wrong. And then I realized that I had yet to look into his eyes. Looking into the eyes of your mate will create a bond between you that is hard to be broken. I liked suspense and I was building it up for both him and me. Of course I didn't forget the eyes, it was just, I didn't know what to expect. What color were they? Are they plain or vibrant? Why am I asking so many questions?
     Look into them!!!  Gabriela screamed at the top of her lungs at me. It made my head throb more than it already was and I winced. Then I was reminded of the person standing in front of me. 'Don't look at my head. Don't look at my hand.' I willed.
     Slowly, I lifted my eyes to his building the suspense even more before making eye contact. Once it happened I instantly felt my knees wobble. I swear if he wouldn't have been there, I would've fallen to the floor. His electric blue eyes pierced into my sea-green ones and a low growl of satisfaction vibrated through his being.
     I was high on cloud nine, until I realized something very critical to this situation. I was deaf. And, get this, worse thing ever, He's the future alpha. MY ALPHA. I'm supposed to be his beta, but I can't even hear orders let alone follow them.
     He gives orders to everyone, where as I can't give orders to anyone but myself and sometimes that doesn't even work. I can't even hear Myself talk, forget someone else.
     I never wanted to be beta, much less Luna. I can't be. I can't give orders if I can't follow them. I was useless and if the moon goddess wanted to play a joke, why did it have to be on me? And now my mate's going to reject me because I'm a deaf werewolf who hasn't shifted. How ironic, right, to have a werewolf, who's already messed up, and mate her with an alpha. See how that turns out.
     I put a hand over my mouth to muffle the sobs that were about to come and wrenched out of the alpha's grasp before sprinting in the direction of the parking lot, dodging people as I went.
     He was probably calling after me in his alpha tone, but what orders you don't hear you don't have to follow, right? My feet slapped the hard floor again and again as I made my way towards the parking lot, but I quickly thought of one minor detail. I don't have a car or a license for that matter.
     No it's not because I can't afford one. It's simply because I'm deaf. I can't hear police sirens if I speed and I can't hear cars honk in dire emergencies or even ambulances. I took a detour headed for the first door I knew would be empty.
     As I ran through some hallways that were empty, my head started screaming at me to stop because it was throbbing. I ran through the next door I saw and ended up staring into an empty locker room. The wooden benches were set in the middle of the room as the gold lockers lined the white-washed brick walls.
     The girls softball team was going to come in after school and I didn't want to be seen by anyone, so I went into the next room farther in. The two large cylinders sat side by side with just enough space in the middle for a person to fit. The boilers were hot at certain times of day and I hope now was one of those times. I needed something to keep my mind off of other pain.
     Sadly, as I slid in between the white metal cylinders, they were still cool, but were starting to heat up.
     I cozily leaned against the wall behind me and took a deep shaky breath.
     Gabs I thought, calling to her in my head. Her presence was known about two seconds later by her scolding me for running away, but quickly her scolding turned to sympathy once she felt my pain.
     Honey, why are you upset? She asked concerned. She was a lot like me. She could get really pissed, but change her mood in seconds. I think we're both bipolar.
     I sighed and closed my eyes. Why do I have to be so useless? I asked taking another shaky breath.
     I could feel Gabs shaking her head. Your not useless, Amber! Why would you think that?
     I sighed again. Well let's see. I'm a deaf werewolf, who hasn't even shifted yet and oh yeah my mate is the freaking alpha. He's going to reject me and then I won't be able to live with myself.
     And how do you plan on doing that, hmm? Your a werewolf if you haven't noticed. She laughed.
     Silver bullet to the head, Wolf's Bane, something. I retorted jokingly. Gabs could always cheer me up no matter how bad things get.
     Gabriela gasped dramatically. You know those methods don't work.
     I know one of them does. A little Wolf's Bane in someone's tea and they're done for.
     Gabs laughed. But why did you say you were useless? She said, serious again.
     My bubbly mood deflated instantly, like someone popped a balloon. Because, I am. Have you heard of a deaf werewolf who never shifts and she can't do ANYTHING before? No? Well your looking at her. The moon goddess just made me to be a waste of space.
     I'm almost positive that's not true. The mood goddess made you this way for a reason. You have a purpose. A pretty big one too I presume if your an alpha's mate and deaf. You will be a great leader, Amber. It's always others before you and never the other way around. You stick up for people. Sometimes it's people you don't even know and yet their happiness comes before yours. Maybe it will be lives instead of happiness in the future. You are a wonderful person and I'm sure when the time is right you will gain your hearing. You will do great things, Amber, great things.
     Very inspiring Gabs​ I said with sarcasm dripping with every word but can you please go away. I want some time to think.
     Sure. If you need me you know how to get to me. Her precense left along with her words.
     I sighed and opened my eyes. I thought about the things that Gab said.
     'Yeah because getting killed by a rogue in and attack because you couldn't hear them very noisely walking up to you and biting your throat out, is totally a great thing' I thought sarcastically.
     Tears started spilling onto my cheeks and running down my face leaving wet streaks. Violent sobs raked my body, as the salty tears flowed rapidly to the ground.
     I had never cried so much in a long time. I never cried in school because I didn't want to show weakness in front of Brittany and I never cried at home because mom would always blame herself, something I didn't want.
     Why did the moon goddess have to make me so useless? Why did I have to be different from every other werewolf? Why did I have to have my hearing cut off? Why couldn't I have shifted when I was supposed to? Why did my mate have to be the alpha after everything else was already there?
     My parents think that I think I'm useless because I haven't shifted. They think I haven't met my wolf yet and they think once she comes out, I will shift. But it's not because of my wolf and that's not the only thing.
     It's because I haven't shifted, yes. I have waited outside on every full moon in nothing but a towel, hoping beyond hope that I can finally feel somewhat at home around my family. That I can have something in common with them other than a last name because all that is is letters.
     It was because I can't hear a thing besides Gabriela and technically that's not even real. It's all in my head. I wish I could hear what birds sound like and hear a Brooke nearby singing sweetly. I wish I could hear the leaves shaken in the wind. I wish I could hear what people say, hear voices other than Gabriela's.
     I want to be able to take orders and follow them correctly. I want to be able to lead a pack outstandingly and make a name for myself.
     It was because my mate is the alpha. He gives orders and I can't even receive them without them being written or said in sign language. I can't run a pack if I can't hear people's complaints and emergencies.
     He should reject me now that I think about it. I am nothing but dead wait. A rock holding down a balloon trying to soar. I am a burden to him and the pack. I'd be a waste of food, clothing, everything. I can't be trained easily and what good does self-defense do if you can't hear them behind you.
     WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO USELESS!!!!!!!! I screamed at myself as my fist came in contact with the boiler I was aiming for.
     It was scorching and I cried out. It wasn't in pain, but in grief. I cried because I'm useless to everyone around me. I can't do anything and in a battle I'd be the first casualty in the field. My mate doesn't want me I can tell. I'm nothing. Just a waste of everything
     As I thought more and more about what I had already thought, my eyelids became heavy as I drifted off into peaceful sleep not caring about what had happened.
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Sorry for the terrible ending, but I will edit it later. Right now I'm just really tired. I had the whole chapter almost done the last time and then my phone died. I was pissed, but this is my suckier chapter. Sorry again.