Karma is a Bitch (REMODELING)

Chapter Two: Karma sucks

I wake up in the morning with a sheering headache and a shadow looming over me. My eyes flutter open and I instantly groan in pain. The figure leans forward and Natalie’s blurry face comes into view.

“What time is it?” I mumble out. My eyes take in my surroundings and I spot a huge stack of presents in the corner of my room. Did I have a birthday? Memories flood back into my mind and my eyes start to blur.

“It is ten in the morning. I didn’t want to wake you, because you had a pretty rough night last night.” Natalie sighs before pulling a cupcake out from behind her back. She gives a sad smile and says,” I saved one for you. Happy Birthday Allison.” I give her a small smile before blowing out the candle she put on the top. Silence fills the room for a second before I try to get out of my bed. A groan escapes my lips when all my muscles scream out in pain.

“Are all these for me?” I ask, staring down the presents. Why do people I don’t even know, get me presents? I’ll probably have to return at least half of this stuff, because it is too girly or doesn’t fit.

“Yes. I think everyone in the pack brought you something. Most of the stuff there is probably money or gift cards.” Natalie says. I move the boxes around and freeze when I spot a small round box with a small red bow on it. My eyes narrow as I try to see who it is from. The name starts to clear up and I whisper the name to myself.

“Nathan.” My muscles tense up and I stand ridged.

“Are you okay, Allison?” Natalie asks and walks over beside me. I stare at it with disgust and finally decide to pick it up.

“I’ll be back,” I say and walk up the steps leading to the storage. The box was soft in my hand, and I wanted to do was throw it into a lake or watch it burn in the fireplace. I walk into the storage and snatch an empty cardboard box off the ground. Then I grab a sharpie and write ‘USELESS’ in huge letters on the front. I stare down at the box one last time before sighing and tossing it into the box. The thing that was inside the box scratches against the box before going silent. I wonder what is in the box…no I can’t let that put my life in pause. I need to get over him and move one.

I don’t want to move on. He is our mate for God’s sake! My wolf says, but I could hear the sadness in her tone.

We have to. I say to her. She sighs before going silent. I shut the box lid and walk back into my room. As soon as I shut the door behind me, I let the tears fall. Moving on is the right thing to do, I say to myself. But that doesn’t mean it won’t rip me apart trying.

5 weeks later

                My mind flashes back on my birthday and I frown at how weak, stupid, and fragile I was. Why couldn’t I have been like I am now (strong, cocky, and cold) when that happened? I could’ve never had to go through that depression and sadness for those four weeks.

Today was Monday a.k.a the day that I decided that I can handle school and I was so ready to face that asshole Nathan. I know one thing for sure. When I show up, he isn’t going to expect the new me, the new Allison. Out with the old; in with the new.

                I pull up in the school’s parking in my new black Camaro. A few glance my way and stare in curiosity. My eyes scan the crowd and I spot Nathan standing on the sidewalk with his arm wrapped around his girlfriend. A growl rumbles in my chest, but I ignore it and let a smirk spread across my lips. As soon as I was parked, I get out and let my hair blow slightly in the breeze. A group of guys’ whistle and I wink at them. One of the guys walks over to me with a grin dancing across his face. I narrow my eyes slightly and realize who it is. It is Matt Bann also known for sleeping with every cheerleader. A grin spreads across my lips when he stops a few inches away from me. He had a slight unsure look on his face. I raise my eyebrow and cock my head to the side.