Chapter 18
1473 Words
I am so frustrated with today! I need some retail therapy!
My heart is still tight from the fight I had with Sacha. I haven’t tried talking to her since, and she hasn’t said anything either.
I didn’t mean what I said. I don’t regret having her as my wolf. This situation has just made me so angry and frustrated that I blurted it out without even thinking.
Trying to shake off that awful feeling, I head to the little strip mall next to the park.
I love going there. It’s the perfect spot to get anything you want or need.
That reminds me, I need a new charger, again.
At the same time as I’m thinking about which store I need to get to, my phone vibrates.
Taking it out of my pocket, I light it up and sigh.
Seriously, again?
-Hey Lana. I know it’s been a while, but I wanted to check in on you, since Jerr is too scared to try again. I’m not. LOL.
Anthony (AKA your favorite wolf friend ;P )
This guy is still an i***t.
Closing my screen, I toss my phone back in my pocket. I don’t feel like answering his text. Not that I ever have before.
I hope he won’t show up again, that would be annoying.
Walking on the sidewalk, I notice a very familiar truck pulling into the parking lot.
Lucas! That’s his truck, I’m sure of it!
It has to be fate, me meeting him here tonight!
Could my luck be changing?
I walk faster toward his now parked truck with excitement, but someone else steps out the other side, stopping me dead in my tracks.
A surge of anger rises in me at the sight of who’s coming out of his truck!
What is that b***h doing here with him?
I watch Lucas going around his truck, holding his hand out to help her get out. I’m so pissed that she’s with him, that he’s touching her!
He should be on a date with me, not her!
Furious, I follow them to see what the hell they are doing here together.
I stay far enough for them not to see me, but close enough that I can.
They are heading to my favorite food truck! Why would he take her there?
Becoming furious, I shoot daggers at her back with my eyes.
Why does he keep holding her hand? He should be holding mine. It makes me sick to see them getting cozy on the park bench.
I’m too far away to hear what they say, but Lucas brushes his hand to her face and licks his fingers afterward.
What the hell? That’s gross! Why would he want to lick something off her face? It makes me want to barf!
Suddenly, I gasp, my eyes bulging out. The sight before me is too much to bear.
He’s making out with her!
No!
That’s not right!
I should be the one in his arms right now! Not that ugly slut!
They get up and leave after making out for way too long. I am glad they stopped. Any longer and I think I would have killed that b***h right there on the spot. What a tramp!
My phone vibrates for the fourth time, and I finally take it out again.
What is it now?
-You can’t keep ignoring me. Nor can you keep ignoring Jeremy. He’s still worried about you.
-Yoohoo!!!!! Lana!!! I’ll keep texting until you answer back!
-That or I’ll just show up again. I’m sure you’d like that, wouldn’t you?
-Is that what you're waiting for? It is, isn't it? Answer this text or I’ll be showing up soon ;)
Ugh! This i***t can’t take the hint? I don’t reply because I don’t want anything to do with anyone from Westmount pack, my brother included!
But I don’t want him showing up here again either. It would only alert my parents. I barely escaped the last Spanish inquisition, I don’t need a second one. Might as well answer a quick response.
-I’m fine. Don’t text again. And don’t you dare show up, or I’ll castrate you on my front porch!
It only takes two seconds for him to answer back.
-Oh, kinky. I like it, but you wouldn't do that now. Haha. But I’m glad you answered. Now, Text Jerr ;D
I roll my eyes, knowing I’m going to ignore his “order” to text Jeremy.
Are they ever going to let it go and leave me alone?
Looking up, I see Lucas and that b***h walking off.I rush to follow them at a distance.
Are they going into the bookstore? Really? What a f*****g nerd! Lucas is going to get bored out of his mind in there and leave.
Ohh, that could be a great opportunity for me. I’ll just stay by and wait for him to leave her there!
I wait and wait, but he doesn't come out.
Two hours! How can he stand to be in that bookstore with her for two hours!
'What the hell did she do to him for him to follow her that closely like a damned puppy?'
I hear a tiny snicker in the back of my mind.
‘Sacha, don’t you even think of starting this again.’ I warn.
Silence. She doesn't say anything.
I won’t give up. I’ll find a way to make him mine and have her disappear from his, and mine’s sight.
Following them back to his truck, I wonder where they might be going now. I jump quickly into my car and follow them at a safe distance once more.
‘I’ll make you regret taking him away from me, you little bitch.’
I keep repeating this like a mantra in my head.
No one will take Lucas away from me. No one!
He stops in front of a tiny house and follows her to the door. I park on the other side of the street, but one house before the one they stopped at.
Eww, it must be where she lives.
What are they saying? I see him brushing her hair away from her face, then kissing her gently on the lips.
Aargh! Stop being so lovey-dovey, or I’ll rip her apart!
My hands are wrapped so tightly around my steering wheel, I might break it off at any moment now.
He’s walking back to his truck with a smile that cripples my heart.
Why can’t I make him this happy? It should be me making him smile like that...
A few minutes after Lucas leaves, I get out of my car and cross the road.
Looking up at the top window, the only one with a light on, I see that b***h brushing her hair.
Like that’s going to help her. She’s still an ugly slut.
I noticed her body getting rigid before looking out the window. I move behind a bush so she can’t see me.
By the looks of hers, she’s scared.
Good! That’s all she deserves for taking Lucas's attention, and more.
Getting back in my car, I hear my phone ring.
Ugh! Seriously?! Is Anthony calling now?
Looking at my phone, I frown.
It’s my mother.
“Yes, Mom,” I answer, annoyed.
“You should get home soon and rest, sweetheart. Don’t forget you have to help me at the office tomorrow afternoon. It’s a half school day, and you have responsibilities.” She lightly chastises, making me roll my eyes.
Why did I ever agree to help in the office? Don’t they have secretaries and personal assistants for that?
“On my way home, Mom. I didn’t forget,” I say, turning the ignition and pulling onto the road with one last look at that ugly slut.
“Okay, sweetheart. See you soon.”
I hang up and toss my phone on the passenger seat.
I’m so frustrated having to go to work tomorrow. It’s Friday. I should be hanging out with my friends and not working!
Maybe I should find an excuse not to go.
Ugh! My life sucks!
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