The Lottery Mate

Chapter 7

Lesley’s POV

Crappy, stupid school!

When the principal said one week, he meant until the end of the week, which means it’s Monday, and I’m back in school. Unfortunately, when my uncle said I was to do everything Trevor said for one week, he meant ONE week. That’s seven days! Although I’ve successfully avoided Trevor for the last five days, I still have two more days to go. Being back it was going to be close to impossible to avoid him.

And to make matters worse, I’d lost my helping aids. Yeah, great to be back! I tried to keep up with some stupid quizzes, but of course, I wasn’t halfway done when everybody else started to get impatient. This made me nervous, and the letters disappeared off the paper. I tried to concentrate, and the teacher tried to calm everybody down so I could get done, but when the names started I just gave up and handed in the damn paper. Now vengeance had to be theirs!

I tried to hurry out of there to avoid the angry mob and I managed to stay hidden until the warning bell sounded. I sighed in relief and resurfaced from behind the soccer field’s benches. I wasn’t exactly afraid of what they might do, but ever since I’d drained my wolf’s healing powers, she hadn’t been acting like herself. She seemed more tense and jumpy and it made me nervous. Had I broken her? Even more, I mean? Which was also why I tried to stay clear of trouble. I didn’t want to drain any more of her energy than I already did by existing…

I went back into the hall and hurried to my locker. I tried to ignore the glances I got from some of my classmates and concentrated on getting my book.

I screeched, as my legs suddenly were kicked out from under me. My heart dropped and my blood froze. How did I not see that coming?! Luckily, I’d managed to block the fall with my hands, sending a shock of pain through my elbow and wrists. But before I even had time to think, someone grabbed a fistful of my hair, and I was dragged through the hall. I screamed! The pain was all too familiar at this point. The hands tugged at my hair and all I could do was follow. I tried everything to get free by kicking my legs and knees on the cold concrete floor.

Suddenly, someone grabbed my legs and I saw four guys from my class pick me up. I tried to kick them off, but it was too late. I landed in the janitor’s steel sink with a splash. The burning hot water closed around my skin and I forgot everything. My heart stopped beating, and everything was spinning.

All I could only feel was pain!

I screamed, blocking out the laughs of my classmates, as they ran off and closed the door. I was left alone in the darkness with nothing but the burning sensation on my skin. I scrambled out of the sink, my hands shaking as I turned on the cold water. Still creaming and crying, I pulled off my wet shirt and soaked it in the cold water before pressing it against my abdomen. The pain once again shot through my body. I tried to bite my lips so I didn’t cry out, but I couldn’t stop the loud cry that escaped my lips! My breath was shaking. My entire body was shaking, being cold and hot, both at the same time. I gasped for air, but it only came out as a staggered sob.

“f**k!!!”

Sobbing, I put more cold water on my abdomen, but every move I made hurt like pins and needles were being drilled into my body.

“Damn it!” I sobbed while I let the cold water run down my arms and held my cold shirt against my side and legs. I rested my head down on the cold steel sink. My heart skipped every other beat and tears were pressing against my eyelids.

Why?

Why did I deserve this?

Why?

Why did the Moon Goddess hate me?

What had I ever done to anyone?

Why---?

My throat was closing as I was running out of tears to cry.

“I’ll be fine,” I murmured to myself, finally feeling the calming effect of the cold water on my burnt skin. “No matter what, I’ll be ok!”

I will be ok!

I will be ok.

I will be ok…

Once I'd repeated the mantra enough times, my heart once again felt like a stone in my chest. I managed to mind-link Amanda, to come and get me out.

“Oh, my god, D!” She exclaimed, once her eyes caught me on the floor. She jumped over and gently grabbed my arm. “Here!”

I let her help me up. She managed to find a first-aid kit and found some cool-aid to apply to my severely burned abdomen. I hissed in pain. I knew I could use my wolf to heal it and get it over with, but--- I could hear her whimper. She was miserable so I let her be. I didn’t understand what she wanted half the time anymore, and she didn’t talk to me either. Not that we had a lot to say. Our life was one long misery and I blamed myself for her miserable state. I just hoped she would find a mate that would treat her like a princess. And hey! If he was fair to me too, who am I to complain? I almost smile at the thought.

A mate!

Someone to love us and us alone…

I took a deep breath.

No matter what, I’ll be just fine, I chanted again in my head. No matter what. I’ll be ok. I’ll be ok…

“You want to go home?” Amanda asked, pulling me out of my thoughts. She applied the cool aid and it felt amazing. She then handed me an oversized hoody. I grabbed it and carefully put it on. It stung every time I moved, but somehow, I managed to put it on. I couldn’t wait to get home and sneak myself a very, very cold shower.

“Make up an excuse for me?” I asked, turning to her bright brown eyes again. Amanda is stupid pretty and she doesn’t give a f**k. Dark brown hair, dark chocolate eyes, and lips like f*****g Angelia Jolie! She’s a choppy girl, I guess, but with her big boobs, big ass, and an attitude and confidence for days, people tend not to notice.

“I’ll walk you there,” she smiled, and I know it’s not up for debate. She then throws her hand dramatically over her forehead, waving the other, like a queen from another era. “I think I might be coming down with something and I can’t be trusted to walk home alone.”

I couldn’t hold a laugh back at her stupid behavior, knowing she did it to cheer me up.

“Thanks,” I muttered and left the small, claustrophobic room. OK, I might have understated my friendship with Amanda. Yeah, she was not the person I confided the most in, but she knew that. That was Dean for me. But she was a good friend, nevertheless. I guess that’s also one of the reasons why I was so bitter about her betrayal. I thought we were a team. Her and I. But apparently, when a new f**k-boy came along, I was tossed aside like a used condom?! It just felt so unfair…

But by the looks of it, I think Amanda wants to make it up to me. And if she wants to, I guess she’s allowed to have a second chance. Right? I mean, come on! The girl was practically shunned by the rest of the younger pack members – except when they needed a booty call – for being my friend.

Perhaps I at least owed her that…

It was still August, but the breeze outside had already turned a notch colder. Not that I complained. The cold was doing wonders for my burned abdomen. Amanda had picked up my stuff and we were on our way home. I just couldn’t wait to get this day over with. Enough bad s**t had already happened today and the last thing I needed was to run into Trevor. So, I couldn’t get home fast enough…

We rounded the corner and I looked up. My heart sank when I saw the people coming our way.

It was Trevor and Fraya!