"Um, okay then," Josh said, breaking the silence that had settled over us. "This was an interesting turn of events."

"You don't say," Liam said. He looked at his mate and smiled a smile that was always reserved for me. Now it was being shared with this...thing. And one thing about me is that I hate sharing. "Hi, I'm Liam."

The girl smiled. "I'm Bella. I take it you're my mate?"

I had to admit, Bella was gorgeous. She had long light brown hair that was slightly curly, bright blue eyes, caramel colored skin, and looked like a freaking Victoria Secret supermodel. I couldn't help it: I was jealous of her. I had just met her, and already she had everything I wanted: Liam.

Liam laughed. "I guess so. Care to sit down and talk about things?"

"Sure," the bitch-Bella, I reminded myself-said.

"Actually," I said, breaking out of the dark cloud that had settled above me, "I have to go. I have some, um, things to take care of."

Liam then noticed me, and his face grew pale. He must be regretting what happened between us now. And the fact that I didn't regret it made it hurt so much worse.

"Wait-" Liam started, but I was already out of the room.

I quickly walked down the hallway and broke into a full werewolf sprint out of the hotel until I reached the back of the building. I leaned my back against the side of the hotel and tears slipped down my face. I began crying harder, until I was sobbing. I slid down the wall until I was sitting down, and I curled into a ball, trying to make myself as small as possible.

"Hayley!" I heard Brooke call.

I couldn't answer her due to my sobbing, but she heard me. She appeared around the corner, and her face turned sad when she saw me. She sat down next to me and put her arm around me. I leaned into her, and then I broke down. The sobbing was nothing compared to how I was crying now.

"I'm so sorry, Hales," she said, rubbing my arm. "I'm so sorry."

"It hurts, Brooke," I sobbed. "It hurts so much."

"I know," she said quietly. "Believe me, I know. But it will get better, I promise."

"H-h-how can it? It hurts so bad."

"It's gonna be harder for you because you've known him your whole life, and you really like him. It makes it worse is that you two weren't mates and you still fell for him. I'm gonna help you through this though, Hayley. I'm not gonna leave you."

"It just hurts." I continued crying into Brooke's shoulder.

She didn't say anything about me ruining her favorite shirt or anything, just comforted me as I cried. It was then I realized that I needed her more than I ever thought, and that if I lost her, I would be worse than how I was now. The pain I would feel would probably kill me.

"Want me to go get Liam?" she asked after a while.

I shook my head. "I don't want to see him right now, let alone talk to him." I managed to calm down slightly, though I was still crying.

"Understandable," she said. "Wanna go get some smoothies? You could use one."

I nodded and laughed slightly. "Even though I look like hell right now."

"It's okay. I look like I tried to be drowned in a swimming pool," she joked, gesturing to her tear-stained outfit.

I laughed sadly. "Sorry."

"It's fine. I needed a new shirt anyway. Let's go, Evans."

We walked to the nearest DQ, and Brooke bought us two large strawberry banana smoothies and two large chocolate blizzards. I needed them both.

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