Chapter 3- Nobody Hurts My Best Friend And Gets Away With It.

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        I was released from the hospital two weeks ago. Thanks to werewolf healing, i should be out of my casts within a week. I still can't go to school until tomorrow though, the doctors want to make sure I  "can function in a learning environment". Basically, they want to make sure I don't manage to hurt myself again. I've been laying in my bed for the past week watching Supernatural reruns. Aryanna has been over everyday after school, keeping me company in "my time of loneliness" as she calls it. Being alone isn't such a bad thing, I prefer it than spending my day surrounded by idiots.

I sat on my carpeted floor, writing on my laptop.

"Katerina had slowly made her way into the cave. She dragged her feet, knowing that her demise was waiting for her inside the walls of the cave." I typed my story on my computer, rereading it over and over again. I deleted the first sentence and started a new one.

"Katerina climbed up onto the large red rocks, inching her way into the mouth of the ominous cave." That sounded better. I closed my computer and placed it on my bed.

I didn't have the energy to stand up so I continued to lay on the floor. The carpet was so soft, I just pulled my blanket down onto me and fell into a dark, dreamless sleep.

        When I woke up, I heard my door open. My door opened with a loud creak and out stepped Camilla through the doorway. I groaned and covered myself with my blanket, hoping she didn't see me. The blanket was ripped off of my body, the warmth leaving with it. The angry face of Camilla loomed over me, clutching her green, satin scarf like it were holding her to the floor boards.

"You little THIEF!!!" She screeched, shaking the scarf in anger.

"Do you realize what the word thief means?" I asked with a sarcastic tone.

"You STOLE my green scarf!" She screamed, shaking the scarf like I couldn't see it already.

"Yes you DID!" She shrieked. She swung her foot back, kicking me in my bruised ribs. I screamed in pain as she did it again and again. I scrambled to try to get away from her, failing miserably. She grabbed a handful of my long black hair and pulled so hard I thought she I was going to have a bald spot.

"Say you're sorry" she screamed in my face. Tears were brimming my eyes but I wouldn't let them fall. She yanked on my hair again, harder and harder until my hair started falling out around her fingers. I screamed in pain, not letting her win. i wiggled as much as i could, trying to get free. My ribs felt like they were in fire as she kicked and kicked, the next kick getting harder than the last.I let out a small whimper, feeling defeated.

"I'm sorry" I said quietly as she released my hair from her grip.

        She smiled down at me a sticky sweet smile.I gripped the bed with my good arm, trying to pull myself up. I didn't even see her move until her foot collided with my sore ribs. I collapsed back on the floor, hot tears streaming down my face. 

"And that's for stealing my scarf." Camilla spat, grinning like the Cheshire cat in Alice in Wonderland.

         I laid in the floor, completely defeated. I could feel my ribs beginning to bruise. I kept eyes glued on the window, watching the light spill in. I breathed in and out deeply, letting my ribs painfully burn. The carpet was still soft and fuzzy as I ran my fingers through it.  I could hear Camilla's loud stomping footsteps exit my room, slamming the door on her way out. She let out a big huff and went downstairs to tell her mother lies about me, telling her to ground my ass until I'm twenty five. 

I try again to pull myself onto my bed, ignoring the pain in my ribs.

        They used to be relatively nice to me when my father lived with us. We were like a real family. Vivian ignored me mostly and so did Natalya and Camilla, which gave me more time to spend with my dad. But when he left, Vivian started using his money to make extragigant purchases. She started with an extension on the house and then added a story and a pool and then a tennis court. Nobody in this house even plays Tennis. Then she started buying cars, ATVs, snowmobiles, anything vehicular. Now she buys real estate, like we need three houses, a farm and a boat house. She got so good at buying houses, she became a real estate agent. She's the best real estate agent in Castillo, New York, according to Lobo Magazine.

        We hadn't heard from my father in years, so most people assumed he was dead. I don't think he is though, he can't be dead. My father was the one who had taught me how to do my first cartwheel. He taught me how to fish, how to cook, even how to sew. Whenever i bring him up, Vivian says he's dead and never coming back. He was the Beta before he went missing, which makes Vivian, Camilla and Natalya at Beta rank. I'm an Omega, i have to clean for them, cook for them and I can't do anything about it. I used to be a Beta, but, according to Vivian, I'm "too weak" to be a Beta. She just wants me to be her personal slave, but i have a plan. Once i'm out of my casts, i'm going to be free of this house.

        I laid on my bed, listening to Crush by David Archuleta. I don't know what it is about that song but i love it. I didn't even know i fell asleep until i woke up to a tapping sound comiung from the window. i looked over at my alarm clock to see the red numbers blinking one fifty seven.Tap... Tap.........Tap... I got up from my bed and hobbled to the window. In the dim lighting, i could see Aryanna with some pebbles in her hand, standing in front of my window in her cookie monster pants and superman tank top. It was the almost winter and the air was getting colder, she was going to get sick. I opened my window just as she flung another rock. The small pebble smashed into the glass above me, falling onto my head and back onto the ground.

"Hey!" I whisper screamed to her.

"Can I come in?" She asked her voice cracking. In the porch light I could see tears flowing down her face.

         I ran downstairs with my werewolf speed as fast as i could. I unlocked the door, swinging it open to see a shivering Aryanna standing on the front step. She ran into my arms and I wrapped my arms around her, feeling her wet cheeks on my shoulder. We walked inside and into the kitchen where i put a kettle on. I grabbed two mugs and a package of Hot Chocolate, pouring the powdery substance into each cup. Then I walked out into then Den to grab a blanket. I walked back into the Kitchen and handed her the soft fabric. She cocooned herself in it almost imediately, trying to warm herself up as quiuckly as possible.

"Ary, why were you outside in your pajamas? You do know that it's November right?" I said, trying to keep my voice down. If Vivian were to wake up, she would make both of us sleep outside.

"Ju-Jullian, H-H-He" She got that much out before she started sobbing.

"It's okay shhh" I hugged her, letting her sob into me as i rubbed her back. "What happened?"

"Ju-Jullian B-Broke up W-With M-Me." she stuttered, sobbing even harder by the end of it.

         Jullian had been her boyfriend for two years and I thought they were in love with eachother. He had always been sweet and nice to her but being a football player, he was always busy.  He was always training or practicing and didn't have a lot of time for Aryanna. She was my Co-Captain for the Varsity team so we went to all of their games. He adored her, even though they weren't mates. She had told me that they had talked about eloping and going to live with Aryanna's family in Honduras. They decided agianst it though because we were only juniors in high school and they couldn't leave everything behind.

"Why? Did he say?" i asked, curious of the reason.

"H-He Ch-Cheated on M-me." She choked out between sobs. I hugged her tighter, plotting my revenge against Jullian. He was going to pay big time when I got back to school tomorrow.

        Nobody hurts my best friend and gets away with it.

Author's Note-

Hi guys,

So how are you liking my story so far? Please keep reading, comment and vote :) I hope to finish this story by September and I don't think there will be a sequel, but you never know. Keep me posted on what you think, i love to hear your guys's feedback :).

-Rachel<3

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