Okay So...Did You Have to Reject Me Infront of Everyone?

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IM TOO ANXIOUS...!!! I'M TOO EAGER TO WAIT TO WRITE THIS CHAPTER!!

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>>>>> Three months later>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

It's been three months since Grant and I saw each other, Three months since I thought of becoming a rogue, and three months since Q talked me out of doing so, or at least, talked me into postponing it.

Things have changed, I'm not going to lie. My father is a little disappointed in the way my life is turning out, but we're slowly connecting again.Turns out he LOVES fighting: something I never dreamed of him doing. At first, I was shocked, but the I got over it.  no, it's not illegally, there is a group of omegas the train together every now and then outside border control.

My brother's hormones are showing. The  bighead has a crush....ON A GUY!! That really gave me a shocker. He's kind of scared to tell my dad, but I quickly assured him that he should wait until he's older to decide if he's straight or not. Yea we'll support whatever he does, but that's a big decision he's making. You won't believe what he said. HE SAID ITS  NONE OF MY DAMN BUSINESS IF HE'S BI OR NOT.

The pack is warming up to me a bit , I won't lie  my ass has gotten bigger and my breasts are rounder, I'm thinking about seeing a pack doctor, but my dad won't give me my insurance card 'cause he's blowing it off as me being a late bloomer. Although I'm liking the change I don't want any freaky whizz to happen to me.

You all are probably thinking, your life is getting better. Well your wrong.

On the outside its looks like my life is getting better, but on the inside it feel that one by one my bones are slowly rotting, all 206  of them. I feel so weak,. My muscles feel as though they're all detached from my body, I try working out now, but I know that physically there's nothing wrong with me, its emotionally, spiritually, mentally.

To stop and think about all of what has been going on without me. My dad fights, my brother being gay, well...confused and I'm only thinking about myself. I always thought that life would go on when I got myself together... life goes on without me. Just gotta except that.

Sometimes I cry myself to sleep, other times I do it with my brother. He's there for me like never before. I didn't even know my moms death affected him as much as it did. He's he'll never love another female like he loved my mom. That shocked me, but I don't blame him. I forgot that when my mom died, she was his shining light. Read him story to sleep, lullabies, went out everywhere with him. When she left, I never did anything like that to him. That just makes me feel worse.

Wanna know the worse part?

You'll find out later when my author decides to stop teasing you.