The Human Mate

Chapter 8

HELLO MY LOVELIES! Here is the next chapter. And do not worry, we are a lot closer to finally having Rocky find out about Marcus's secret! Well, it's not that much of a secret, but you all know what I mean. xP

I actually wanted to thank those of you that have been reading 'The Human Mate' and have been voting. I know this is only the beginning and there are not that many votes, but it still means a lot to me. I've been wanting to write this book for a long time now, and seeing how people have actually voted and read it means the world to me. THANK YOU GUYS!

But I hope you all enjoy this chapter! <3

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It was finally the end of the day and I wanted nothing more than to just go home and forget this day had ever happened. As I stepped through the main entrance of the school, I could practically feel all eyes on me, but I immediately ignored them as I made my way through the parking lot. They could stare at me all they want, but it wasn't going to make me feel any better. This was the main reason why I had gotten myself in that advanced program all those years ago, just to be able to graduate school early and live the rest of my life in peace. Even if it did mean some embarrassment here and there.

As I finally exited the parking lot, I couldn't help but let my mind wander back to what happened in the library earlier today. I had to admit, I think I may have overreacted back there, but something inside of me just snapped. The urge to open up and pour my heart out to this complete stranger that captivated me from the very beginning was simply frightening. I wanted to tell him all the pain I had endured from all the different schools I have gone to and how much I wanted him to take it all away. To simply diminish it into thin air and refuse for any horrid memory to enter back into my subconscious. But just the mere thought of him being the one to cause me the most pain simply killed me inside. It automatically made me shut down and push him away, no matter how difficult it turned out to be. The mere expression he had on his face when I told him to leave me alone nearly killed me. It tore me to pieces, and yet, I managed to walk away from it all.

So here I am now, entering the front entrance to my home and glad that my dad was working late tonight. He hadn't finished some paperwork before the weekend due to the whole party thing and his boss letting everyone out early, so that meant more alone time for me. Which was really needed actually.

I made my way upstairs, fighting the tears that were struggling to break free from my eyes. I took in several breaths, closing the door behind me as I allowed my backpack to fall against the hardwood floor. I took a few steps towards my bed before an overwhelming surge of pain enveloped my chest. My hand instinctively went over my heart, trying hard to dull the pain with little success. For some reason, the pain this time was a lot more difficult to handle than it used to be. It was as if my pain was doubled for some unknown reason.

I clutched at my chest as the tears streamed down my face, a sob escaping my lips but I didn't care. All I wanted was to be alone and cry my heart out. This town was making me feel insane and emotional. I wasn't even on my period for crying out loud!

I buried my face against my soft pillows, allowing my tears to soak them. I needed to wash them anyway, tears wouldn't make a difference.

I don't know for how long I remained lying there, but after a while, my sobs had dwindled and all I could hear was the dead silence of the room. I lifted up my head slowly, feeling a bit lightheaded from the lack of oxygen I had received. Wiping the tears away from my cheeks, I made my way towards the bathroom. Turning on the faucet, I splashed cold water on my face, wincing as the chill of the liquid stung my burning cheeks. As I looked up at the mirror lying before me, I couldn't help but notice how my eyes were bright red and my face was all puffy looking. This is why I hated crying. I just looked plain horrible!