Chapter 36

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"Come on we're going to eat." Clara informed me suddenly grabbing my hand and urging me out the pack house. We got into Marshall's car and I smiled as the car was full. I sat in the back with April and Clara while Marshall drove and Ian sat in the passenger seat "Let's eat at Bob's diner!" April suggested my heart pounding at the thought of seeing that woman again...

I bit my tongue though and decided to simply sit quietly "You alright?" Clara asked taking my hand "Yeah." I assured forcing a smile. I wasn't going to turn us around or make us find another place to eat. I'd just ignore Lisa if she was working today. I took a deep breath as we parked in Bob's diner's parking lot "Ready?" Marshall asked looking back at me through the review mirror. I smiled and nodded "Yeah let's go." I assured getting out of the car first.

Once everyone got out of the car we walked in as a group which made me feel more comfortable. All my fears were confirmed as Lisa stood at the podium a wicked smile spreading across her lips. My smile disappeared as we approached her "Ian long time no see." Lisa greeted smiling over at him but her eyes analyzed me "And you have no clue how thankful I am for that." Ian mumbled causing her smile to disappear as her eyes met Ian's with a glare. I smirked and crossed my arms, April placed an arm around my shoulder and gave Lisa a look "Table for how many?" Lisa asked plastering a fake smile on her lips "Five." Ian answered. We followed her to a table and she turned to the waiter that approached us "This is Michael, he will be taking your order." She assured before walking away.

Ian gave me a sympathetic look but I simply lowered my head in shame... Clara and Marshall shot me a confused expression but again... I ignored them. Seeing her again just brought back the fact that Rayne had slept with other woman. Everyone chattered but it was as though I went mute again.

I couldn't speak, I didn't want to. I stood from the table and walked to the bathroom. I leaned against the sink counters and let out a shaky breath, but I quickly regretted entering the bathroom as Lisa walked in.

She spotted me and raised an eyebrow "Well this is awkward." She mumbled rolling her eyes and coming beside me washing her hands. It took everything in me not to rip her head off... "How is Rayne?" She asked her voice full of venom "He's fine." I replied looking over at her as she stood straight and grabbed some paper towels "That's good. Sorry I was a little snippy at first." She mumbled smirking and looking my way "You just don't seem like his type." She admitted shrugging a shoulder "He likes them curvy and a lot more beautiful." She shot as she walked out but of course she had to step back and look at me "I wouldn't be surprised if he still thinks of me. Or all the others he's slept with." She admitted walking out and leaving me there... In tears.

I turned to look at myself in the mirror and my self image was completely corrupted. I washed my face and dried off before walking out of the diner all together. Soon enough Marshall, Ian, Clara and April all followed behind me "What did she say Sierra?" April asked gritting her teeth causing Marshall to wrap his arm around her to keep her calm "Who? That hostess?" Marshall asked confused. Clara raised a questionable eyebrow and I let out a breath "I don't want to talk about it. It doesn't matter." I mumbled walking to the car and giving Ian a warning look as he let out a breath and unlocked the car. I got in first and made sure to be sitting at the window so it would be easier to ignore all of them. The ride back home was quiet and I was thankful for that. I was lost in thought and didn't realize when we had gotten back to the pack house.

I walked past all of them and made my way up to my guest bedroom not wanting to have anything to do with Rayne or his scent. I locked the door behind me and sat on the bed just staring at the door. I felt the tears slide down my cheeks and my heart break into a million pieces at the image of Rayne with Lisa... I ran my hands half way through my hair before gripping it painfully sobbing loudly wanting the pain in my chest and heart to just go away...

It hurt ten times more this time because Rayne wasn't here to assure me. To make me feel beautiful or worthy of having him.

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