Maybe it would be best to end it now. Yah. That will be best. I walked up the stairs to ask my brother for a razor, he would gladly give it to me. I went up the stairs and I could smell vanilla and hazel nut, it smelt amazing. Focus! The smell was coming from the office which was right next to my brothers room. I knocked on my brothers door waiting for him to answer. He opened the door and I asked," may I borrow a razor, Future Alpha."he smiled and handed me one. I walked to the bathroom in my cell and cried. I locked the door and slide down it. Then I heard a voice that I hadn't heard in a long time,
Get it over with!
It was my wolf.
Where have you been?
In the dark like you.
Makes sense.
Why does everyone hate us?
I don't know.
Why can't we be loved?
I don't know.
You know, we don't have to do this we could run away, have a good life.
How would we live look at us! We would make it half a mile over the boarder.
She stopped talking, she knew I was right.
Yah, I guess your right. So then get it over with. But it was nice knowing you.
Nice knowing you too.
I stood up and I put the razor to my wrist a slit it open multiple times. I watched the blood fall on the floor. Tears filled my eyes, falling to my wrist. My tears and my blood mixing is something in sure my dad would love to see. Without thinking I unlocked it and started toward the office. I threw open the door and the scent was so strong I could only smell it. My dad looked at my and to my wrist that still had the blade in its hand. The Alpha that he was meeting with looked at me with pain in his eyes. My wolf screamed,
MATE!!!!!!!
No. I can't have a mate! I'm about to die! I can't have a mate! I ran away with tears filling my eyes. I went back to the bathroom and locked the door. I looked at myself in the mirror with hatred in my eyes. I heard banging on the door and an unfamiliar voice. The vanilla and hazel scent was strong so I guess it was my mate. The banging grew loader and the voice said," please come out, I need to see you." His voice was angelic (that is a word right???). "Why would you want that!? I'm a useless ugly bitch that no one will ever care about?" The words even hurt myself. I heard whimpering when I called myself that. The banging on the door grew louder and the door started to break. I looked for pills to see if I could overdose or something. I found some and struggled to open the bottle. The door broke down as I put the pills in my hand. Someone slapped my arm and the pills went flying out of my hand. Then someone hugged me, there were tingles all over my body.
Maybe we weren't meant to die today.
Maybe my wolf was right, maybe we weren't.
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His Abused Mate (Completed)
Werewolf"No one will ever love a worthless whore like you," my dad screamed at me. And I believed him, no one will ever love me. Im not pretty enough, and I'm too fat. I cleaned up the blood on the floor that the knife had caused. And went back to my room...
