Better Than Revenge (Book 1 in Revenge series)

Chapter 37

*Rose's Point of view*

I had one thing on my mind.

Me? Pregnant? I'm only sixteen!

But at the same time, I couldn't help but love the little thing growing inside of me.

I smiled at Josh as he helped me out the car.

I had just gotten out of the hospital, but my lungs still hurt some every time I breathed. It was expected though since I hadn't breathed on my own for a week.

It has been two days since I woke up in the hospital, two days since Josh nearly got arrested for beating up the arrogant doctor, who tried to sexually harass me when no one was in the room with me.

A smile came to my face whenever I remembered Josh's furious face when he entered the room.

The doctor is still unconscious, surviving on life support barely.

Josh got him pretty badly. I loved it when he did that, my love for him only grew more when he did that, showing me how overprotective he was and how much he cares for me.

He pulled me against his chest, his arms wrapping around my waist as he stared down at me.

He had ended up getting a broken nose, a lot of bruises, and a few cuts.

I bit my bottom lip as I stared at him, leaning forward to press my lips softly to his.

He groaned softly, his arms tightening around my waist.

I was really hating my wolf at the moment.

Was she ever going to take me out of heat? It was seriously getting annoying.

Josh stepped back, breathing normally while I had a difficult trouble breathing.

I buried my head in his chest.

I didn't want to be like this, to have breathing problems my whole life over one stupid mistake.

Tears gathered in my eyes.

I would be like this my whole life. Something like this a person cant get rid of. I'll be scarred forever.

Josh put a hand under my chin, forcing me to look him in the eye when I refused.

"What's wrong?" He asked softly, wiping my tears away.

"I'm sorry." I whispered, my voice cracking at the end.

"For leaving that morning. I shouldn't of left the palace walls. I'm sorry for putting you through that."

"Its not your fault. It' was  Stacey's and my dad's fault." He said gently, pressing his lips against my forehead.

"But I still left you there with no explanation, I should've  listened to you. Now I have to pay for my own mistakes." I said, looking anywhere but him, but he held my chin in his hand firmly, probably making a bruise from how hard his grip was.

His grip loosened completely and he let go of me and stepped back, regret showing on his face as I rubbed my sore chin.

"I'm sorry." He said. "I didn't mean to."

A pained look crossed his face before he spun around, walking away without glancing back at all.