Maxine's Territory

Chapter 4

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CHAPTER 4

I sat in our alley, my legs spread out in front of me with so many questions spinning around my head. I knew Natalia knew more than she was letting on. I mean, she never loses her cool and suddenly becoming nervous meant she was hiding something from me. I brought the cigarette to my lips, watching the steady stream of smoke float off into the air. Why couldn't I be a normal girl? Why did I have to get a mate who rejected me? Why did growing up have to be so hard for me?

I brought my knees to my chest, throwing my cigarette away. The pain was already beginning to return, but I didn't feel like getting up to grab another bottle of alcohol. I was tired of the hangovers and the crazy drunkenness. I just wanted it to stop.

"You alright?" I heard a small voice ask. I looked up and saw a girl staring down at me with depressed earthy brown eyes. Curly dark brown hair grew from the top of her head and stood out at every angle, almost like an afro. Her skin was dark, but wasn't dark enough to mask the bruising on her arms and legs.

I smiled up at her, nodding. A small smile came to her face as she sat down across from me.

"I'm Jinx, I guess. I'm sorta new to the gang," she introduced quietly, almost nervously, as she extended a hand forward. I carefully shook it, hoping not to scare the already skittish girl.

"I'm Maxie," I smiled. It seemed as though Jinx's eyes became just a bit brighter, a small twinkle like a star appearing in her irises.

"Are you sure you're in Las Lobas? You seem too pretty and sweet to be part of this misfit gang," I grinned, getting her to smile a bit more. Poor girl, she shouldn't be here. She should be in the arms of a mate, she deserved better than that jerk that god claimed to be her lover.

"Unfortunately, I am. But thanks," she murmured shyly, looking down at her feet. "What 'bout you? You're too pretty to be part of this gang." she said. I hated it when people could bring a smile to my face. I really did, but I always found the gesture nice.

"Yeah, well, here I am. Guess I wasn't pretty enough," I sighed, leaning back against the brick wall. Jinx gave me a saddening, almost puppy dog look.

"Can I ask what happened?" she requested, her brown eyes big and full of curiosity. I hesitated, I didn't know it I should or not. I felt as though I could tell this girl anything even though I've known her for barely three minutes, but I couldn't even feel safe telling Natalia when I've known her for over a year.

"You can trust me," Jinx said, and by the look on her face, I felt like I really could. I sighed, the pain already worsening just by thinking about it.

"Ever since I was little, I didn't fit in with anyone. Whether they were from my pack or not. I was the odd child, the weird one people never wanted to go near as if I would spread some disease to 'em." I paused, trying to fill my lungs with air before continuing.

"I was in the car with my parents when it crashed. I was only nine-years-old when a tractor trailer lost control and spun into our car, causing is to tumble down a hill. They were killed instantly, the truck driver uninjured. Foster care got to me before someone from the pack could and threw me into the hands of the first people who walked through their doors. The man and woman that took me in were abusive, beating me every night. I would go to school with black eyes, bruised arms and legs, scars all over my body. And you know wha' people did? They did nothin'. Pretended the injuries weren't even there." I felt the tears coming to my eyes, fighting to just stop them from rolling down my cheeks. But, I felt... better to be getting this out.

"When I turned sixteen, I became this wonderful wolf and I thought life would get easier from there, but of course, it didn't. The abuse got worse because my foster parents were horrified, disgusted that I had become this... this beast. Then, a few months later, I found my mate. He just had to be the god damn Alpha of our pack. Out of everyone, god gave me that son of a b*tch. Our hands accidentally touched at school and I felt the electricity and I knew he did too. His eyes went wide and I thought he was goin' to accept me, but he quickly jerked his hand back and stormed off. After that, it was like he couldn't look at me ever again, like I was hideous."

The tears began streaming down my face before I could stop them and I hastily tried wiping them away with the sleeve of my jacket. I felt an arm being wrapped around my shoulders and I glanced up at Jinx whose eyes were glassy with unshed tears. It actually felt as though she understood, like she felt the pain I had shared with her.

"I'm so sorry, but I haveta say that that b*stard had lost the only good thing in his life," Jinx said, making me force out a laugh. "Oh Max, that sounded horrible." she sighed. I nodded, feeling myself shrink back. Most of the gang knew my story, but not every detail that I just poured out to Jinx. It made a fraction of the pain go away, though I knew it was still there. I could already feel the cramping, The Longing, returning to my stomach.

"Thanks so much, Jinx," I said, giving her a small hug.

"It's cool, dude, No prob," she replied, showing again the smallest of smiles. Really, did anyone deserve to be in this gang of rejects?

I really don't think so...