As you say

Chapter 7

I don't try to sneak in. I knew the second I set foot on the perimeter I was busted. Mom sat in the kitchen, Dad leaned against the counter. They waited patiently; I knew I owed them an apology.

"I'm sorry," I mutter, head down. "He was trying to come on me, and I froze... my body... you know what it feels like to disobey Alpha." I blinked multiple times to keep the tears locked where they were.

"Oh, baby, we didn't know," Mom says softly, pulling me into a hug. She knew exactly how I felt. About everything. I never kept anything from her; she is the only female best friend I have.

"Okay. Leah will call you tomorrow. She thinks-well, we told her-that your just down with PMS and fought with Blake," Dad says. I half wince at his name. My head hurt. My heart was stinging. I just needed to sleep.

"Thanks. Can I go to bed?" I ask.

"Of course, you go right ahead," Mum says softly. I love having parents who understand.

"Nighty night," I mutter and walk heavily up the stairs. I needed to think.

"This is so..." I scan for a word, but my brain is too tired to do much but form incoherent thoughts. My mind was racing through the trees in the woods, too lost for me to find right now, it was eluding reasoning. I twist my legs into my covers, letting the cool air wash over my legs as I lay in the middle of my double bed. My eyes were heavy, my my mind was weary, but I was restless. My phone, who has started flashing like a waiter in Hookers, pulled at my subconsciousness. I really didn't want to answer it, but even more so did I want to think about "flexies", so I untangled myself and stood up. Blurry vision. Black spots. Dizzy swaying. Head rush. I all but felt his lips against my forehead. My chest tightens, my heart stings. Eith as much mentally destructive power as I can manage, I shoved Blake out of my mind. I refused to be punished for feelings I did not want, so the simplest solution for this problem is to make the feelings disappear. My chest opens up.

"Nothing troubles me, I belong to myself," I mutter.

Reaching for my phone, I have to fight exhaustion. "H-h-hey, Anderton speaking," I try to answer formally.

"Hello!" a loud female voice yells into my ear. "My name is Kathleen and I work for Outsurance! With us, you always something out! May I ask what is your current car premium?" she yaps. She never stopped screaming.

"This is the most amazing phone call I have ever had," I state.

"Excuse me, ma'am?" she asks innocently.

"Okay, firstly, I am fifteen! it do not own a car! Secondly, it is currently 3 AM! Why are you calling?!" I half shout hoarsely.

"Oh. Sorry, okay? I just have to do my rounds to get paid, so I am sorry for this. I'll just go and be out of your hair. Sleep well, ma'am," Kathleen says, finally quitting the loudness.

"Make good choices," I sigh and hang up.

'This world is unbelievable,' I think to myself, worming back under the covers. 'It is the only one that can give us life, but it doesn't come with an instruction manual."

"Really," I mutter out loud. "It is simply astonishing."