The Forgotten

Chapter 8: Pain

I woke up feeling a little extra refreshed, I couldn't wait to get to school for once in my life. I skipped over to the closet and was searching through my clothes for the perfect outfit for today. For some reason getting gall of that off my chest with my father yesterday made me feel really good. I could see he was starting to understand a drop of what he put me through. I knew I couldn't avoid him forever, but I was going to for as long as I could. As I was sifting through my clothes I heard a knock at my door. "Honey, are you up?" I heard my mom's voice stream through the door. "In here mom." I called as she made her way to the closet where I was seated surrounded by four outfit choices. Mom sat down next to me helping me pick out an outfit. "I like the purple pants with the white top, the top flows and would look great on you." It was a white shirt that sunk half way down my body, leaving my stomach bare, showing off the belly button ring I had went and did with my friends a few months ago. I nodded my head in agreement.

She looked at me and smiled, but her smile slowly faded after a second. "I know you got a lot going through your head, but I wanted to talk to you about yesterday. I understand where your pain comes from, but it is still not okay to talk to your father like that. There is a time and place for everything, in front of that boy was not the right time. He isn't in this family and we need to be mindful that he's the son of the crescent pack's alpha. It isn't smart to let other alphas in on arguments going on between the alpha bloods in your pack. They could take that as a weakness, and even though we are on good terms with them they might still warrant an attack. Knowing the alpha of one pack is weakened by not having their heir trained by now." She looked over at me as I processed it. "Mom can I be honest?" She nodded her head, waiting for me to continue. I looked at the ground. "I found my mate, or at least I think I did." She looked up at me and a small smile found her lips. "Is it that boy Jaxx?" She asked already knowing the answer. I nodded my head and sent her a big smile. "He took me to Clearwater beach last night to calm down and watch the sunset. After that we went to the sponge docks and had dinner at this lovely Greek restaurant under the moon light. Not to mention he bought me two pounds of fresh salt water taffy that was being made in the window of some candy store. I had a lot of fun."

She smiled down at me and just gave me a hug. "You know it's not common to be able to tell who your mate is at such a young age, especially since you haven't shifted yet. Are you sure it's him? How do you know?" I grabbed her hand. "Mom when he holds my hand or my knee I feel sparks engulf wherever he touches me. When he kisses my cheek it feels like flames are engulfing my face, but a good flame it doesn't burn or nothing it just feels right. When I kissed him last night I don't know how to describe it, it felt like we were the only two people in the world. Not to mention I feel empty when he leaves. I don't know what to think because we just met, is it the change that's amplifying everything? Or is this real? It's really confusing." Mom giggled at me. "No it's sounding like you my little red bird have found your mate after all."

She gave me a tight hug as we stood up, leaving me to get ready for the day. Before she shut my door she called back. "Oh and by the way my little red bird we have somethings to discuss after school." With that she closed my door, I heard her retreat down the steps no doubt joining everyone for whatever Martha had made for breakfast. I took a quick shower, not bothering to wash my hair since I washed it yesterday. I quickly dried off and got dressed. As I made my way downstairs I felt a ripple of pain slide through my back. I brushed it off, my birthday was less than seven days away and I had too much to plan to be getting sick. I walked a few more steps and had to sit down, it slowly radiated to my chest. "Mom!" I called trying to find some sort of comfort from her. She and dad came running over, I guess my voice sounded more scared than I thought.

"Mark what's happening? It isn't time yet!" I cried out in pain as I felt pins pressing against my skin from the inside. I heard Martha and Boston come running to the stairs as well now. I felt my dad's arms cradle me like a baby as he descended the stairs. My mom was rubbing soothing circles in my hair. "Martha call that Jaxx kid, I'm mind linking her father right now." What was happening to me? Before I knew it, another wave of pain rolled through my entire body as I lurched forward with a scream. "Mo-mom wh-whats happening to m-me? I couldn't get the words out. She kept repeating it's too early.