Hidden Destinies

7~

"Alyssa?" Xavier said as I stared out my window. I turned around a thrill of relief flooded through me.

"Xavier," I whispered and rushed towards him hugging him. Our inner wolf calmed which is good because Clarissa was getting out of control.

"What did you do to yourself?" I questioned looking at his wrist. There was a thin scar on his wrist.

"Don't worry about it," Xavier mumbled snatching his arm back.

"Well there is something to worry about, Justin asked if you overdosed, you know what I would think of if someone said that," I started getting up and standing in front of him. Xavier's face hardens and looked away awkwardly. Here we go...

"Drugs, your thinking of drugs, I'm not a drug addict okay?" He said looking at my hands. He grabbed my hands and pulled me closer to him.

"Bullshit," I snapped and backed away from him. He sighed and got up coming closer towards me.

"I'm being serious Alyssa," Xavier whispered cupping my cheek.

"Your such a bad liar," I snapped and pushed him away from. Clarissa growled in annoyance for me acting this way right after him cutting himself. I should show more sympthy but I don't think I can.

"Alyssa I swear I'm not a drug addict he asked because," Xavier said stopping himself because I'm sure he's thinking of a lie.

"Did you ever take drugs?" I questioned.

"No."

"BULLSHIT!"

"YOU FUCKING THINK BULLSHITING?"

I became speechless and slowly sat on the egde of the bed.

"Why don't you tell me the truth," I quietly mumbled. I looked at him and his bright eyes became dull and full of hurt.

"Don't push it Alyssa," Xavier mumbled.

"What the hell! I'm not pushing anything! I want the truth that's all," I yelled.

"I SAID DON'T PUSH IT!" Xavier shouted back with such force that my mouth clamped shut. Suddenly he punched the mirror above the dresser. I gasped in horror as I stared at his bleeding knuckles.

I slowly walked towards him and placed my hand on his shoulder calming him.

"I don't want to hurt you emotional," He whispered. I grabbed his wrist and turned him around. I grabbed tweezers and pulled out the shards of glass. Then wrapped his knuckles with a strip of bandages.

"They are here!" Justin said barging into the room. Who's here?