Apology not Accepted (Watty Awards 2013)
The look on Ryan's face gives off the vibe that something is terribly wrong. Even more so if the screams keep getting louder and louder by the minute. Each scream is like a stab to my ears and back making me cringe in pain. I cover my ears the best I could, but it's no use. My eyes are sealed shut as my breathing becomes frantic as I took in short gasps of air. My brain feels like it's about to explode any minute now and I want nothing more than for the screams to stop. Never in my fourteen years of living, had I encountered such a situation and it scares me to death that I have no idea what to do.
I look around to see my father and Ryan talking rather fast but I felt so sick that I can't even make out what they're saying. I let out a loud whimper as the excruciating pain gets to the point where I would gladly accept death. I doubled over as another wave of pain hit me.
Hot tears streamed down my face as I tried my best to stand up. Almost making it back on to my feet, pain hit me again. A loud scream left my mouth and without a care to the world, I let my body crash to the ground. I closed my eyes waiting for the impact of broken glasses piercing into my skin to come, but it never did. In fact, electrifying waves of shock ran through my entire body making the pain go away. Replacing the pain was pleasurable tingles. A light, airy gasp escaped my dried and chapped lips as I realized one thing.
"Mate!" The voice from earlier spoke up again in my head and just hearing that simple word, sent my heart into a frenzy.
I opened my watery eyes to find a beautiful shade of golden brown with small specks of green around the pupil staring at me as large, warm hands encircled my waist. I looked away from my mate's eyes as I took in his portrait. I saw the one guy I never expected to be my mate.
His face held no emotions as we both stood in each other arms. Isn't he happy that he found his mate? Sensing my confusion, Ryan slowly let go of me and place me back on my feet and he took a few steps back. I stood there completely dumbfounded while watching Ryan pinched the bridge of his noise and let out a annoyed sigh.
"Look, umm...." His deep voice makes a shiver run down my spine but I didn't let that faze me. Well, for now actually.
"Delilah." I stated my name rather proudly as I straightened my back.
"Okay Delilah, well how do I put this....." He lamely says while rubbing the back of his neck. He then looked at me dead in the eye with a pitiful glance as a small scowl forms on his perfect sculpture lips. "We are never going to be mates. I'm not ready for commitment and well if I was, then you wouldn't be the ideal mate for me. I need a strong, beautiful mate as a Luna who can put up a good fight and be able to lead a pack. Not a little girl who's nothing but the pack servant and young enough to be my little sister."
Tears brimmed in my eyes but I kept my mouth shut. The one person who was supposed to love me unconditionally, save me from this hell hole, and grow old together, is now rejecting me. I waited four fucking years for my mate to come and save me but now that the time is right, he rejected me!
I angrily wiped away the tears and with as much courage I could muster, I gave Ryan the most menacing glare. "If that's how you see it, then fine. I accept your rejection but just know one thing. Later on in life, you're going to regret doing this to me. You may not believe me yet, but just watch and when you finally realize how much you need me, I will never forgive you Ryan, ever." I finished off by slapping him across the face and stomping away towards the exit doors.
Walking down the empty hallway, millions of questions swarmed in my head.
How am I going to survive the rejection?
When is Harry picking me up so I can leave?
Do I really want to leave?
The last question made me snort. Of course I want to leave! Who wouldn't? My father hates me, I'm a servant, I have no right or any say on anything, my mother is dying, and my asshole of a mate just rejected me. To deep into my thoughts, I didn't notice a presence next to me until I turned around to see Harry starring at me with a pair of keys in his left hand.
"Are you ready?" He asked as we both make our ways to the front door.
I let out a shaky breath as I nodded a yes in response.
"Ready as I'll ever be." This is it. I'm finally going to breakaway. I'm finally going to see the outside world without the constant worry of someone insulting me. I'm finally going to experience what life is really about. Those were my last thoughts as Harry opened the front door for me and I cautiously stepped out into the world of darkness.
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