GET OUT.
1011 Words
Pearl's POV.
"Well, that was tense." I heard a familiar voice behind me and I froze.
Oh My God! How could I have forgotten? Don't tell me...
I turned around to see Elara walking towards me with a knowing grin and I wanted to cry out from embarrassment.
"You saw everything didn't you?" I cut right to the point and she showed me her wet fingers.
"You didn't?" I gasped, and she licked her fingers, biting her lower lip hard.
"Yes, I did, m*********d to the free porn show." She affirmed and I sighed.
It's been how many years now and Elara still hasn't changed?
"I envy you." She cried out, puckering her lips at me, and I furrowed my brows in confusion.
"Envy?" I repeated and she nodded.
"You have six men all to yourself." She grabbed my hand.
"How? It was in your presence they claimed Lilith." I frowned, hating that I was being repeatedly reminded about the betrayal.
Was I used?
I mean who could have thought this would ever happen? My Trump cards belonging to one of my greatest enemies.
"But they seem to care about you more." Elara pointed out and I scoffed, remembering how they punished me for months, all because they thought I had hurt her.
Their precious, little, childhood friend and Crush obviously.
"They don't, Elara," I told her, and she removed the strand of hair from her face.
"I think they do. I mean they did let us know you came to them first." Elara argued and I let out a sigh.
"Only for Jaxton to suggest a one-on-one between me and her." I folded my arms across my chest and Elara raised an eyebrow at me.
"He provided a solution. Isn't that a good thing?" Elara asked and I chuckled.
"In her favor. You watched me training, I can't throw points, I am more of a passer but Lilith is a pro at shooting." I explained, and Elara's jaw dropped.
"Damn!" She muttered under her breath, reaching to place a hand on my shoulder, her eyes filled with concern.
"Are you alright?" She inquired and I nodded positively, even though I was far from alright.
They could have just told me they couldn't help, instead of leading me on, and to make matters worse, I still allowed Grim to touch me.
How stupid and loose could I be?
"What are you going to do now? I thought Grim was offering to help?" Elara led me to sit on one of the beaches.
"Only to end up fingering me," I replied as I looked up to notice it was Dawn already.
My heart began to pound against my chest. The match was in the next few hours and I wasn't even half ready.
Elara must have noticed my hands trembling in my lap because she reached over to hug me, offering comfort.
Something I hadn't gotten in days.
"You are going to be fine. I know you are scared Pearl, but this isn't you." She whispered into my ear, and I froze.
What did she mean?
I disengaged from the hug, looking into her red eyes as she licked her lower lip, staring into my eyes as well.
"What do you mean?" I decided to ask and she folded her arms across her chest.
"The pearl I know, the pearl that helped me through tough times, wouldn't allow that stinky pig from yesterday to try and talk her down," Elara responded, and I broke eye contact.
"I don't know whatever past you guys had, but you are all grown now. If she tries s**t, give her thrice of it back." Elara told me.
If only it were that easy. All my life, I had always been compared to Lilith. By my late dads, mum, and even the six Alphas.
How do I compete with her and win now, if I couldn't do so years back?
Lilith wasn't even a lowly omega like me. She had a wolf and was so much stronger than I was.
I stood up from the beach, grabbed my things, and made to leave the field when Elara blocked my view.
"I might have hit a nerve but you needed to hear it. Don't let her win again." Elara warned, but I just walked past her, my mind in disarray.
I walked into my dorm room, dropped my training bag to the floor with a loud thud, without turning around, about to take off my jersey when I heard the snap of a finger.
I stiffened, turning around slowly to see Gittens sitting on my study desk, clad in a black warm-up. His brown hair was packed under a face cap, his brown eyes assessing me from head to toe.
My heart skipped a beat, saliva gathering in my mouth. I gulped them down.
"W-what a-are you doing h-here?" I stammered and the side of his lips curled while my palms grew sweaty.
"How did you get in?" I half-yelled, trying to calm my racing heartbeat.
Not seeing him after all these years and I still had a reaction to him, despite all he did as well.
"Quit the match and quit being coach too." He finally answered and I bit back a laugh.
"Why?".
"Because Pearl is more suitable." He glared, his eyes not friendly at all.
"It's even hilarious that they made you coach in the first place. We're they blind or just dumb?" He laughed, his words cutting into me like a blade.
My lips trembled as I clenched my hands into fists.
How dare he come in here to tell me this?
"Get out." I found myself saying and he just rolled his eyes.
"You have always been weak and useless, Pearl. Winterfell will lose this league if you insist on becoming what you are not." He continued either way.
"And how is that your business. Get out." I yelled this time,
allowing the tears I had been holding back to drop.
All these years and I was still the same weakling to him.
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