Anger.
Hatred.
Are the only things i could feel toward Blake. How could someone do this and not feel ashamed? How could anyone force something that last eternity on someone? Did I kill someone in a past life because if I did I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry.
Tears helplessly fell down my face as I looked at his mark. Name written in beautiful cursive rests on the base of my neck. People said that the mark was meant to make you feel complete that everything would fall into place. But instead it brought tears of anger and despair.
" God please let this be a dream" I hoped as i helplessly stare the mirror in the my hospital's bathroom. I just want this to be just a bad dream that tomorrow I'd wake up and still dream about having a mate that loved me, that cared for me. Is it wrong for me to wish these things aren't they simple?
I walk back into my empty hospital room, when I saw a bottle of pain killers.
Would it be wrong? Just to get rid of the pain the surrounds my daily life but now add being marked to the mix. Would it be so wrong to just take it all away. I couldn't stop the movement of my hand as I reached for the bottle in hopes of it taking away the pain that i've had to endure for years.
Just one hand full and its all gonna be forgotten. I let the pills fall into my palm as they drop one, twn 15 and 20.
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My eyes slowly started to open to fully remembering what i had done.
" Your up." I didn't have to look you to know who it was. Sadly its a voice that has engraved itself in my mind haunting me every second of everyday. I didn't want to reply, I'm so tired of fighting its just too painful. " It's pretty stupid of you trying to kill yourself with pills don't forget your a werewolf."
" Your cruel Blake..... your really cruel." I didn't feel like raising my voice, i'm just to tired to do that, I stare at the ceiling like it was the most interesting thing as tears start to build up in my eyes " I used to have this dream about meeting my mate. I picture him to be devilishly handsome, someone who could capture the attention of millions, but he was kind.. just sooo kind. A smile that could just light up a whole room but he would still look at me like I was the most beautiful girl that he'd ever seen, even though i know it wasn't true but i wanted him to tell me. I wanted my mate to love me, to be kind, to be someone I wanted to be proud of!" The tears that once drowned my eyes fell helplessly and a smile came on to my face. " I wanted to be able to say ' hey that over there is my mate and i loved him with all my heart"
For the first time, since I woke up I looked at him, He held a blank expression void of any emotion as his forset eyes drilled into my baby blues. I swallowed all my emotion and stare back into his eyes focused on the anger I felt towards him as I say such cruel words. " but that's not you. It'll will never been you. What kind of Alpha rejects his mate, someone that's who was made for him? What kind of person sits there not showing a sign of guilt? What kind of mate and what kind kind of alpha bullies a pack member someone your meant to protect? Your a disgusting excuse of a leader. I hate you. I hate you so much you cause me so much pain and your still causing it. you told me that I'm a disgrace, have you seen yourself. someone who doesn't give a damn about anyone or anything but himself. I will never be your mate."
I don't know if he was aware of it but the expression he once held began to slip as pain became evident in his features but I continued " I will never love you! I will never be hurt again because you will regret marking me. You will wish that you never met me. You will never be my mate."
with that A tear has fallen from his soft forset eyes.
This is only the beginning.
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