Picture of Scarlett to the side :)
A/N: bare with me real quick. I want to address something for EVERYONE to see. I find it rather sad that I even need to say this but here we go: please stop being so superficial people. I'm getting real tired of reading comments about how this person is ugly or you picking apart their flaws. It has nothing with voicing your "Opinions". Especially my fellow women--it irritates me to no end. We should not give into demeaning one another like that when society and our culture does that enough for us. I don't feel like I should have to ask you to be kind and encourage one another, but here I am doing it anyway.
Just because you don't see someones beauty does not mean that they aren't beautiful. Before you launch into of all the reason why someone doesn't measure up to your standards of beauty, go look at yourself in the mirror and think hard about how you would feel if someone were saying these things about you.
If can only find mean things to say--then shut the hell up or I will delete your comment. I'm done with it. I don't give a crap about your being entitled to your opinions, especially when they make you look like a ignorant asshole.
--The Queen Potato
Please enjoy the chapter and excuse that small rant.
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I stood behind the counter tapping my finger against the counter impatiently as the woman tried to decide whether or not she wanted to order her coffee decaf or not. I was seriously one mocha frappacino away from blowing my own brains out. I smirked at the thought of how everyone would react if the girl behind the counter just pulled a gun out and shot herself. They'd probably think I had a seriously case of the mondays. I sighed. I was just being irritable from my lack of sleep and my wolf was antsy to go for a run because It had been at least a week since I had let her out free to roam.
"You know what on second thought," The woman began, "I'll just have a tall chi tea." I give her my best fake smile but on the inside I am imagining myself jumping over the counter and slapping her. I redo her order, "Will that be all Ma'am?" I ask in my overly sweet voice. She smiles and shakes her head as I give her the total. I let out a sigh of relief as she walks away. Sagging back away from register, "Scarlett?" I hear my boss, Frankie call to me. I look toward the office door to see him standing there, "Can I talk to you for a moment please?" I nod my head but internally I'm groaning. When someone ask you if they can talk to you it's never a good thing, at least in my experience.
"Carter, watch the register for me." I say to the girl mixing up some fresh coffee. She smiles and nods her head at me. I frown as I make my way to the office and take a seat in the hard chair across from my bosses desk. His eyes look me over in a way that I'm not sure is work appropriate but I try to ignore that. He leans back in his chair, "So I got a call this morning—" I tense up at his words and I feel my heart clench before he's even said anything else I know where this is going, "A man claiming to be from the police was asking about you..."
I almost laugh at this, almost. Frankie continues, "He gave me his direct number line and asked me to have you call him back when I saw you again." Of course he did I try to keep from grimacing. "Is there something going on that I should know about Scarlett?" He questions raising a brow. I resist the urge to roll my eyes, Yes it's called my ex-mate won't let me go even though he rejected me and mated someone else. I put on a tight lipped smile, "Not at all. I had problems with a boyfriend a while back—must be about that." I say. Frankie nods his head finding this answer acceptable, "Well then I'll give you a moment in here to call him back. It must be important if he's trying to reach you at your work place." He got up from behind his desk and then walked from the room sliding a piece of paper with the number on it to me.
I glare down at the number before I reach for the phone and quickly dialed the number not needing to look at the paper. I knew the number by heart. The phone rang a couple times until I heard the familiar voice of Wyatt my cousin, who also happened to be David's beta.
"Hello? Wyatt speaking..." He speaks sounding firm.
"Put David on the phone Wyatt." I say into the receiver.
"Scar?" He sounds surprise to hear my voice probably because I haven't spoken to any of them in over a year since I started college, "Damn Cousin, it's been forever since we heard from you. I thought you might be dead..."
"NOW!" I snap not in the mood to chat. I would have never spoken to any of them like that before but it had been a year on my own and a year of not having to answer to anyone will do that to a girl. They thought I was going to come back after college was over. That's the only reason David had even allowed me to go in the first place. That and probably guilt over the rejection. Well, I was never going back to that place if I had anything to say about it. I'd live in hiding if I had too. Wyatt was silent for a moment if in surprise, "Uh—Yeah hold on real quick."
My heart began to race as I realized I was about to talk to my mate—scratch that my ex-mate and I hadn't done so since I left. I felt my palms start to sweat, oh god what was I doing? This is was stupid I shouldn't have called him.
"Scarlett." His voice rang through the phone and the ache in my chest grew more. I clenched my teeth together for a moment before speaking, "Why are you calling my place of work David?" I know I'm speaking to my alpha and I am being disrespectful but my anger towards the situation wont allow for me to do anything else.
"It's been a year and you haven't checked in with me once. That was not part of our arrangement and you know it." His tone is clipped even slightly angry. Of course he's angry I hadn't contacted him as promised but then again he hadn't tried to hard to get in contact with me until now. I had hoped that was a sign that he was letting me go but I can only assume this was his was of giving me space. Again I doubted that thought to more than anything is was probabl the guilt of the rejection that had kept him at bay. "You didn't leave a number for anyone to reach you. Not even an address. I spent alot of time tracking you down and this was the only way for me to reach you."
"Yeah there was a reason for that David. I don't want you to reach me." I say dryly knowing that I am really pushing it here with my attitude. He lets out a warning growl through the phone and while it still effects me it's not the same as if I were in person, "I'm your Alpha and you will respect me! I have allowed you more freedoms and lieway than anyone else!"
"I didn't ask for your special treatment Alpha!" I snapped back at him using his title to mock him.
"I didn't have to let you go Scar!" He pushes it in my face.
"Yeah but you did let me go didn't you?" I say harshly we both know I'm not talking about school anymore. I hear his breath hitch a bit and I can tell my words have hurt him because I feel a faint familiar sting in my chest.
"Scarlett, I'm--" He doesn't finish the thought but his voice sounds defeated and I can tell he's probably going to apologize but I'm so exashausted by all the apologies he's given me.
I roll my eyes at him through the phone, "Look Is there a reason for this call? Other than to annoy me?" I say feigning boredom and trying to ignore the need to apologize. I can tell that I am getting under his skin but he reigns his anger in, "You will come home this weekend there are important matters and changes happening that the whole pack needs to discuss and hear about. You are still a part of this pack so I expect that you to be there."
"No." I say without hesitation.
"Excuse me?" His voice rumbles a little.
"You heard me. I said no David. I wont come home this weekend or ever again. Consider this my resignation from the pack." And from you, my mind adds. I feel my body shaking I say this to him. He let out a very loud growl and that made my wolf whimper wanting to submit but my pride could not allow that. "If you do not come home then I will come for you and drag you back kicking and scream Scarlett." His voice is shaking from his rage over the fact that I had not only disrespected him but completely ignored his role as my Alpha.
I smile feeling a kind of satisfaction, "Good luck trying to find me David. Good-bye."
"Don't you dare hang—" I hang up the phone on him. The phone rings again very quickly and I know it's him but I ignore it and walk out of the room holding my head high. Frankie is of course harassing poor Carter. He sees me and turns to me, "Is everything okay?" he asks. I nod my head before I reach behind me and start undoing my apron. He watches the movement with raised brow. I unwrap it from my body and put it down on the counter, "I quit."