The Lost Shifter {Editing}

Chapter Fifteen- Seth

I got home and laid on the couch. Miserably. I was aching. I needed Liberty to forgive me. I stood and prepared a dinner. Pizza totinos, with movies picked out, and chocolate milk. I pulled out the huge popizon chair I had. She adored this chair. I piled super soft blankets into it and stood back to admire my work. Yes. This would work.

I was feeling tired so I went to my room for a nap.

I was woken by a hand on my back. When I opened my eyes I was shocked. Standing before me was not Liberty, but Brittany. I narrowed my eyes. I was feeling groggy, like, drunk. I looked over at a large bottle of wine. Shit. She had poured it into my mouth and made me swallow until I was drunk. No, I couldn't be drunk, especially with Brittany here. I tried to stand and almost fell. Brittany smirked and tugged on my pants. I tried to push her away, but I was drunk. Hopelessly drunk. I cursed as I realized I was shirtless.

She pouted.

"Now babe, don't fight it. You don't want that whore."

I growled and staggered. Dizzy.

"She's my mate, I love her, now leave. Now!"

She pouted and tugged her shirt off, trying to tempt me. She failed. Liberty was so much more beautiful.

Suddenly I heard a door shut. I paled as I realized Liberty was home. She walked into the room and froze, looking at Brittany and me. Her eyes widened and something in her broke. Her face paled, and tears began to trek down her cheeks. I tried to go to her, but she backed up so fast she almost tripped. When she spoke, her voice was strangled.

"Leave me alone! You cruel, double crossing, backstabbing, heartless, hurtful person! I hate you! I trusted you! I started to love you! I trusted you! And you do this! I hate you!"

She whirled around and ran, out the door, I ran after her. All drunkenness gone.

"Liberty! Please! Let me explain!"

She didn't turn around, just ran. Then she shifted, and took off. Dashing up the hill. Her cheeks were wet with tears. I shifted quickly and ran after her. She heard me and ran faster.

'Just leave me alone. Forget about me. Go back to Brittany!'

I faltered. And she disappeared over a hill. She was gone... But. I needed her. I loved her.

I don't know how long I stood there watching, waiting for her to come back. But she never did. I shouted to the world, protesting it's unfairness. Until my throat was raw and I could barely speak.

I hung my head and made my way back to the house. Brittany sat in the chair, my chair. I wanted to rush over and slap the smirk off her face. Before she could speak, I shouted at her.

"You stupid girl! You cost me the love of my life! You slutty, jealous, awful bitch!"

She looked as if she had been slapped. Good. She screamed back at me then stormed out. I collapsed into the chair. Crying my eyes out. I needed her. I needed Liberty to come back.

Tentatively, I tried to link her.

'Liberty, please, listen, Brittany came over while I was sleeping and poured whine into my mouth. When I woke, I was drunk and she had taken my shirt off. Please believe me. Id never hurt you. Please.'

I didn't expect an answer, but I got one.

'Please Seth, forget about me. I'm not coming back, I can't. You hurt me so badly. So forget all about me.'

'But Liberty, what about the marks upon our skin, we are bonded, we were meant for each other. Whenever you touch me, sparks run through my skin. We you kiss me, my heart speeds up and I lose my breath. No one has ever made me feel that way. Please. I need you.'

Her voice was breaking, hurting. She sounded like she was about to cry.

'Seth please stop! You'll get over me. Just leave me be.'

She receded and I wanted to scream. It wasn't fair!

Eventually, I fell into a fitful sleep. Uneasy and restless, but still sleep.