He rejected me?

Coming up with a plan...

They say when you go into shock, its like everyone around you is moving, going on with their lives while you stay stuck in one place. It has been almost two weeks since I had left the hospital,and I am still having trouble wrapping my head around what the pact doctor had told me. How could the one person, who is suppose to protect and love me, be the one person who hurts me the most? How is it that when I first saw Blake, it was like love at first sight for me, but all he saw was a fat girl who didn't deserve him?

Since I have been home I haven't left my room, my mom and dad take turns bringing me food and checking on me. They try and ask me things like are you okay or are you feeling any better, but I don't respond to them. My wolf howls inside of me, grieving from the loss of our mate. I do my best to ignore her as much as I can. I just can't handle talking to anyone right now.

Still deep in my thoughts I hadn't even noticed that my mom had entered my room and sat across from me on my bed. "Layla honey, I know you must be hurting, but you really can't afford to miss any more school.", my mom said annoyly. I couldn't say anything, all I could do was stare out my window and think about what she had said. If I went back to school, I took a really good chance at seeing Blake again, and I did not want that. So for the first time in two weeks I spoke looking straight at my mom now, "I am not going back to that hell hole, you can forget it."

Looking at me with a stunned face, my mother said the words that I feared to hear, "I don't care if you like it or not, you will go to school tomorrow, and that's final." Then out of no where my mom gets up and storms out of my room without another word.

Trying to fall alsleep that night was impossible. My mind was on full alert. 'How the hell am I going to go to school and avoid running into Blake?', I thought scraching my head. Then another thought struck me. 'What if anyone knows he rejected me? What if they pick on me ten times worse?', With all these thoughts running through my head there was no way I could sleep. I climbed out of my warm king sized bed. Thinking about going back to school was unbearable, I had to find a way out of it.

Going over to my computer desk, I sat down and put my hands over my head, then the idea hit me, what if I ran away? I could go somewhere that no one would know who I was. I could start over and maybe forget Blake had ever existed. I had made my mind up, I would run away. Silently going over to my massive closet I pulled out a duffle bag and began filling it with clothes and shoes. Next I went to my bathroom and got all the things I needed from there. With everything I needed safley packed away in my purple duffle bag, I snuck downstairs and quietly grabbed my car keys and some money we kept in a cookie jar for emergencys. I then quietly opened the front door and closed it silently behind me. I ran to my bug as if my life depened on it. Before getting into my bug, I took one last look at the house that held so many presious memeriores. Saying goodbye to it was hard, but I had no choice, I couldn't go back to that school and defiantly couldn't see Blake again. Taking one last look, I got in my bug and drove out of my driveway and headed to my future.