I GIVE UP
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"CHARLIE!!!!" he yelled. I hated my name. I looked behind him in the mirror. A black haired girl . Fat so fat. so ugly. ugly ugly ugly. I sticked the razor farther up my arm. "DONT CHARLIE!!!" he yelled. it just made me do it more. He picked me up sitting me on the sink. "give me that" He said in a i dont give a fuck tone. We wrestled for awhile for the razor. I watched as he took the razor out of my hands walking to the stall. I watched him throw it down the toilet. I watched him flush it. I stared. Anger boiled over me. I run up pushing him to the side and saw nothing. i was burning mad. I balled my fists into balls and flung a punch to the side of his head but only connected with th wall. We stared into each others eyes. "dont ever fuckin do that again Charlie dont ever cut because your beautfiul your already skinny as fuck ur beautiful like anything in the world please if you kill yourself ill be lost" He murmured the last part. I mentally shoved him down the toilet. Anger still burned inside me. who could love THIS!!!!!! i thrusted my arms to the mirror showing myself. He caressed my cheek. "your beautiful" he whispered he pressed our foreheads together. I ripped out of his arms running to the mirror and suddenly i heard shattering i opened my eyes to see an empty space. Only KC's image was there. I stared at KC. He looked angrily at me pushing me onto the wall kissing me on the lips. The only image in my mind showed my plan.. my plan of killing myself. "please..please...don't do it" I pushed him away i tried talking but from the last attempt of suicide my vocal cords are weak. "dont bother" i managed. I walked off wiping my mouth. I wasnt important. i wasnt important to anyone. So why and try to make me like the rest of the people. I walked down the hall. I looked at the bulletin word and words grabbed my attention. 'i give up'
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Paranormal Romance (Werewolf) You know that movie Jerry Maguire? It's about this sports agent who got fired for suddenly having a conscience. Anyway, there's this very romantic scene by the end of the movie when Jerry made this very heartfelt and passionate declaration to his wife. Those words would melt you into a puddle and make you burst into tears thinking, "I want to have that kind of love!" Well that very sweet scene did not happen on this story, not all of it anyway. Don't get me wrong it was heart wrenching, very much so, and there was a passionate declaration. But instead of saying the oh so loving, oh so sweet and oh so scripted "I love you. You complete me..." like Jerry did in the movie, my 'mate', the other half of my soul and the one who 'completes' me said, "I hate you. I wish you were dead!" He said it with disgust and anger burning in his eyes. He didn't run into my arms like he was supposed to, he ran away from it. But who could blame him? Jerry Maguire was right. We live in a cynical world and we work on a business of tough competitors. Why would my mate want to be with me? He'd be shunned and be forever laughed at. Aside from the fact that I was male, I'm basically useless to him because I'm a werewolf who can't phase. He's an alpha. He could have anyone he wants. And me, well, I'm on the bottom of the pack, the runt of the litter. The council didn't know what to do with me. They couldn't kill me since it could drive my mate insane, even if he didn't want me. I can't kill myself because it would probably have the same effect on him. I have to live but I can't be with my mate and my pack. So I made it easier for everyone, I ran away. I always believed in the saying "Out of sight, out of mind." What I didn't consider was the possibility that they'd come after me and forcefully bring me back.

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