Chapter 19- Part 2

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Dominico's POV  

I hated lies and although she was my mate, I wanted to call her out on it because it made me jealous that she loved someone else other than me, but this was all part of her, and I couldn't help but love. 

"I had a very rough childhood, I can say. It was one of those we're happy but it's all apparent. I was diagnosed with I.E.D (Intermittent explosive disorder), my father didn't believe the doctor and after a while acted like he forgot. 

But it was hard on me, because of that I broke my sister's toys when we were little, and because they kids saw my temper issue, I was bullied. This lasted from 3rd grade all the way to high school because my pack only had one elementary , one middle, and one high school, so I had to see those kids every day." 

She paused and I could see the pained expression with which she spoke of her past pack life. "I was raped my prom night by one of them, seven minutes in heaven they said and I believed that for the first time they were letting me blend in. And those seven minutes ended up being the worst of my life" She said tears now slowly spilling out her eyes. 

"They heard my screams, I could hear them laughing on the other side of the door, I could still hear them sometimes in my nightmares. I had to walk home that night, because we were were in one car. 

I had to walk about 10 miles to my house and I couldn't help but sob all the way home. When I reached home at almost 3:30 in the morning, I had to listen to my father rant about how late it was for a whole hour."My heart was breaking for my mate as I heard her talk and I lifted my hands to wipe away her tears. 

She leaned into my hands but never looked at me, always past me. She sighed before she started talking again. "I remember showering for about 1 hour after that trying to get that empty and disgusting feeling out of me. Ever since then that night I hated my parents, I still do, even if they're now meters under ground.  

Unfortunately for those kids from that night, Brian caused a clean out of the city and removed all those loyal to my parents out of the city. All are either slaves or cadavers" She said with a mischievous smile. 

She looks up at me and the broken girl was no longer there, instead she was looking at me with anger. She quickly got up, turned on her heels, and walked away to where her car was parked. 

She got in her car started the car, and left me sitting there alone. I saw Britney in a whole different light now, although she had just confessed to more murders than I previously thought. 

I slowly got up and walked back to my own car. When I entered the car, my cell phone ringed. It was weird to me because only my family members knew my personal phone number. I was ready for my sister to be yelling at me about Corey working too much again but I was met with the baritone voice of my father. 

Britney's POV 

When I sat in the car, I quickly dialed Colin's number. I hated myself for showing weakness, I gave him a version that was a filled with lies. No one could ever know the real story of what happened that night. I hated myself for wanting to tell him that I killed them all that night.  

But I managed to keep the little control I had left, that he did not take from me. I wanted to slap the pitiful look of his face. A very attractive face, but I would still slap it off his face.  

"Colin, follow him, make sure you know who he hangs out with, and who he's getting extremely comfortable with." I said feeling hurt at the fact that he might have someone else. 

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