Cry me a river
CHAPTER 1
I've been able to get through school unscathed, not totally, but still alive at least, now I just have to stay unseen and hopefully I'd be able to get through college in one piece.
We were having a social class and it always seemed boring to me.
I mean I've been bullied multiple times as my weak demeanor shined brighter than my success, therefore the social class was of no help at all, I just needed to survive the rest of the day, hopefully…
If only that were up to me.
“Mr Eli”,yep that’s me, and with that the attention of the whole class was directed my way. “Could you please choose a partner for an interactive session?” the female teacher asked.
I looked around and everybody had a devilish but disgusting smile on their faces, it was like a silent warning, ‘Don’t you dare pick me’.
My neck sagged and my fingers tremored, frantically my heart raced. I was scared to death thinking back to the time my barely mustered up courage was trampled upon, defiled, time and time again.
“I would like to be his partner” a voice from the corner of the room said, I was still too scared to even look up and tell who it was, her voice loathing, full of disgust. It sounded like she only chose me out of anger.
“OK, Mrs Harley,” the professor said. ‘Harley?’ My eyes widened still staring at the floor, why would she… she could pair with anyone she wanted, why would she choose me?
She walks to me and whispers “Don't think much of it , I only chose you out of pity, you’re like a ghost to me and everyone else who stared at you. I just want to be done with this class and be on my way and your feeble self was a delay”
“Don't you ever get tired of feeling sorry for yourself? I mean, you're supposed to be an all strong alpha yet you can't even look us in the eyes, your father must be proud” Harley said with so much gall it sent blades to my ego, if I had one.
The burden of being or supposed to be an alpha had long drained me. It took a little piece of me each day. Harley was right, my father wasn't proud of me, my first sight fresh out of the womb was his fist dampness, and a sense of abandonment.
Honestly speaking my mother is the only one who shows me affection but I’m not sure of it’s authenticity, it always felt smarmy. What can I say, I can't complain, even if it's fake at least it felt like she saw me and that’s the closest to affection I’ll get.
The bell rings and everybody exits the class with I being the last to leave the room every time. This is to ensure I don’t bump into anyone setting off a platform for embarrassment.
I walked through the halls filled with hormones from able wolves flying around. At every locker there was a couple nuzzling their lips, smacking the behind of their lady, gratification of all kinds, ‘marking their territory’ they say.
“Hi Harley” Lucy and Jane squeal as I pass by. It’s so loud it rings in my ear. They are popular siblings from the dread pack, all the three.
Lucy always seemed like the innocent type but I could tell it was a sham, I mean, no girl with white hair, plump lips and bulging breasts could hide away from the male wolves, they sensed cleavage from a mile away, one of the many wolf traits.
Jane, the worst of the worst, she loves to flirt with top boys, you could say she had the power of seduction, she was not only beautiful but also had an awesome hourglass shape, I mean she killed time ‘so to say’ I exaggerate!
And of course we've all met Harley, sharp witted and arrogant, always with derisive comments like she stocks them in her purse.
The trio loved the gossip and didn’t hold back on shaming , I wasn't going to be bothered by their snide remarks.
I was bored out of my mind so I decided to return home, not like that was going to be any better, but I could still be in my room away from the sight of horny youths.
The reign pack members, my supposed pack who the thought of being their alpha one day seemed unrealistic at the moment, looked at me with disdain, not an ounce of respect. They all scoffed as I walked passed. I was tired of feeling unwanted, my wolf sighed most of the time, I could tell he was tired too.
What was so wrong with being skinny, so what if I walked like I will collapse at every step, so what, if my eye's had the dimmest glow, ‘in a few months time I would turn eighteen and a lot can change by then’ I said to myself with much resolve, a confidence boost might I add.
I was home. The mansion was colossal, the colors on each side were golden and radiant, the steps made a commoner feel majestic. A home that was mostly empty.
The sight of the golden wolf fountain would certainly make you marvel. My fathers snarl disrupted my admiration of the building, again. He smacks me to the floor “worthless BOY” he said with much anger, FYI he despises my presence.
Luna, my mother only stares at me briefly before following my father out of the mansion, they were on their way to a meeting they called with the pack members. My attention drifts to the top of the stairs where my sister, Arya, watches. She lets out a small cackle,oh and she also pretends to love me too.
“Why do you always draw attention? And get in fathers way, you know he hates you and would use any chance he gets to show it. This isn’t how it’s meant to be, it hurts me to see that happen, it's pathetic” What's this? a sign of care? she could have fooled me for a second.
She walks down the stairs slowly with the grin on her face stretching wider, a wicked smile I must say. She stretches her hand out to help me off the ground, I hesitate, then her hand reaches up above her head and crack, on my face. My wolf gets angry, but I am too weak to do anything. The pain leaves water threatening to seep out of my eyes but I refuse to let her see me cry.
I get up quietly with my head still facing the ground and hurry to my room. I slam the door in anger and my wolf seeps out blood lust, I could only imagine how angry he must have been, he had been through a lot with me. He was my strength when I was languished by my so called family, because of this suffering I rued the day I was born.
I hear a shriek and I look out the window. Once again my sister had killed one of the Omega's. We all have a temper in the family but Arya was compassed in hers.