Troubled Mate

Chapter 7

Bella's P.O.V
It was my last period of the day and I was exhausted. I dragged my feet to my maths class and entered the door. I must've of been early because basically no one was here. I took this opportunity to start drawing in my notepad. It was the last thing my mother gave me before she 'switched' I only found it a few days ago and kept it on me at all times. I was so caught up drawing I didn't hear everyone come in...including Malcom. He sat next to me but I ignored him. He would occasionally look at my drawing then kick me to try and ruin it. But it never worked. Where was Colby?! I decided to find him after class.
Malcom was being annoying and disgusting. He would whisper in my ear bring back memories of what he did to me. He knew it was breaking me but I tried to hide it. It started off calm and it didn't really bother me until he started mentioning my family and Colby.
"I don't blame your mum for hating you" he whispered
How he knew this I had no clue but it didn't stop him.
"I heard that she chose drugs over you, her own daughter"
But then he went too far
"Your dad probably died because you were too pathetic for this world." He whispered smirking when he saw my reaction.
I packed my stuff up that I had and stood up everyone looked back at me shock on their faces and I slapped him round the face leaving a red mark.
"Don't you fucking dare talk about my family like that. Say it again and watch your head come off!" I don't know what took over me. He cowered in his seat and nodded. I left the room slamming the door and ran into the woods outside our school. Tears streamed down my face as I curled myself up into a ball. I was shaking uncontrollably until I felt a pair of arms grab me from behind. I went to freak out but I breathed in his scent. Chocolate. He turned me around and I saw the sorrow in his eyes. He wiped away my tears with his thumbs and then pulled me in for a hug. I relaxed in his arms and we sat on the floor.
"What happens Bells" he said playing with a piece of my hair. That was his new nickname for me I liked it.
"...m-Malcom said stuff about my family...at first I didn't care b-but he mentioned my....dad!" I sobbed onto his chest. He rubbed soothing circles onto my back. When I felt like I could talk again I did
"I stood up and slapped him across the face leaving a mark...I suddenly got a boost of confi-" I stopped as this wave of pain engulfed me. I could hear my beans cracking.

Colby's P.O.V
I knew it would happen soon. She was shifting. I wanted to help her but I knew she had to do this on her own. It pained me to see her like that. In agony. It took 10 minutes but it felt like hours. Can I just say her wolf was beautiful. She was smaller then mine obviously because of her figure but she was gorgeous.  Her fur was a Carmel brown but it had a gradient to it as it reached her head she was pure white. The only thing was like me the tips of her ears were black while mine were white. We were meant to be.