His Mortal Mate

CHAPTER 2

Elisa

Today is like I woke up with a bad leg as they say, as I have been in the last two months. I just changed schools because I could not afford my last school, especially because my parents were murdered and they were the only people I relied on.

The police claim that they were attacked by an animal. I do not believe, what I know is that someone killed them and made it look like an animal attack. I swear one day I am going to find them out and they will pay dearly. My life changed abruptly after I lost them , I was a daddy’s girl a month ago, now I am an orphan. My parents had loans from the bank so immediately after their death everything was repossessed by the bank. I only remained with what I was wearing that day.

I had to start from scratch. Since my parents weren’t in good terms with my relatives, no one wanted to take me in. That is why I came here. I heard life here is cheap and also the school is really affordable. I had to take on a night job so that I could sustain my daily needs immediately I arrived and I took a job at the school canteen as well.

I really feel so tired, I did not even have time to sleep last night. I have class in an hour so I really have to be fast. One of the customers orders chicken and french fries. Thank God everything is ready, I take almost ten minutes to arrange and bring it to them. I place the food on the table and I am in a hurry because I have to do the morning dishes before I go to class.

I do not want to be late since it is my first class in my new school. Uh uh, as I am going back I accidentally hit the ketchup bottle and it spills on the table. Before I even get a chance to realise what I have done, I feel a really heavy slap on my face. Due to fatigue, my body gives in and I fall down.

What saddens me is the fact that the guy calls me ugly to my face. I know I am not that appealing especially now that I did not have time to rest. I know I look horrible, but it hurts hearing it from this guy.

Is it because he is gorgeous? Is that why he is so rude and full of himself. I ask myself wondering.

I feel tears flowing freely off my face, I cry because if my parents were alive I wouldn't have passed through all this. I try waking up from the ground but I cannot, I am all covered in mud. I curse this day, it's morning and my day is already ruined.

At least Tess comes to my rescue and helps me up. I apologize as I leave sobbing. He had no right to call me ugly. It hurts really bad. I always have a really low self esteem and I know his words will affect me for quite a while.

I do the dishes in such a hurry so that I can atleast be in class in time. I wonder how I will be juggling work and class work. I have no option though, I have to save up for my future needs and also paying bills. I finish and leave Tess to continue with the work. The canteen belongs to Tess, she did not want to hire anyone since the profits are minimal but I begged her and explained everything to her and she accepted me to work though the wages are so little. But I will just have to manage. I get to class and the teacher already in. I look at my beautiful watch my dad had gifted me during my seventeenth birthday two months ago, I am twenty minutes late.

I knock on the door trembling, I am always afraid of standing infront of people. In my previous school I was always the first to get to class and the last to leave. I always tried to avoid confrontations with other students.

The teacher scolds me but finally allows me in class. I breathe a sigh of relief. The only problem is that the only seat left in class is beside the boy who slapped me at the cafeteria. I stand contemplating whether I should go and take a seat or not.

“We do not have a whole day here. There is no fashion show here miss, find a seat or get out.” The teacher's harsh words make me jump in fear. He is a no nonsense teacher, I can sense it.

The problem is that I am already in his bad side. I just hope tomorrow will be better. I take a seat next to the boy. His presence really intimidates me. He has a certain aura that emmits from him, it speaks fear. He looks at me and I can feel how disgusted he is of me. I decide to face him, but when I try to talk nothing comes out of my mouth.

He looks at me, he has the most beautiful hazel eyes and a gorgeous face. This face isn't supposed to be a guys face, he is so stunning. The problem is that he is a douche, he is so arrogant and full of himself. He frowns in disgust as he exchanges seats with the boy he was with earlier. I feel as if my heart has been stabbed ten times.

No man or boys actions has ever hurt me the way this guys actions and words makes me feel. I feel so horrible, I just wish the world could open up and swallow me whole. I know it's not possible though, I have to face reality. I just look at my notebook all through the lesson. I do not even hear when the lecturer goes out of class. Tears are threatening to come out of my eyes but I blink them away.

“Hey, ugly girl. Are you going to sit here all day." I look up and it's the boy with amazing eyes teasing me. He has about six other boys with him. I notice that everyone is out of class except for the eight of us. A shiver runs down my spine. I feel fear all over me. I have never been in a room full of boys like this.

Much less had any male focus on me. I try to stand up to leave but he holds my arm tight and shoves me back to my seat.

“ And where do you think you are going." He says harshly. I recoil. He is so strong, stronger than his age and body. Where he had held me right now has started forming a bruise.

“ I am going out as everyone else." I gather the courage to speak.

“ Oh wow, she can speak." He says with a smirk on his face and the rest of them burst laughing. “ Hey Calvin close the door." He orders one of the boys.

I start to cry in fear.“ Please let me go, please." I beg them, but all they do is laugh.

Calvin has already closed the door. And hazel eyes boy is now coming to the other side of the chair. I start shivering out of nowhere. He reaches his hands and pulls my hair so hard, I have to follow his hand because it really hurts. He then shoves me to the ground and I fall down again. I hurt my spine really bad the pain erupts all over my body. Why is he doing this to me, I did not do anything to him.

“ Let's see what she has in this bag of hers." One of them say reaching for my back pack.

Oh no, I hope they do not find my money. It is all I have between me and poverty. He throws all my books on the floor. The boy with hazel eyes starts stepping on them.

“ Look alpha she has money." The boy says. Alpha? Or maybe it is his name.

“ Ooh great because I am starving." Alpha picks the money and keeps it in his pocket.

“ Please may I have my money its all I have." I plead as I reach for his leg kneeling. He kicks me so hard that I find myself hitting the wall. I wake up from the floor and I go to him pleading but he pushes hard to the floor. Why is he this mean. I know he is not poor as per his looks. What will he do with my little money. He then picks one of my books, my diary, and looks at it before sliding it in his bag.

“ That's is my diary, Alpha." He pauses and looks at me in anger. Boiling anger at that.

He charges up to me in full speed. Lifts his arm to hit me, I close my eyes waiting for the smack but nothing happens.

I open my eyes slightly to see that he has stopped mid-air.

“ Never call me that again." He literally growls. And all of the boys tremble in fear. “ Boys, let's go." He orders and they all follow him. He lets them all out and he remains behind. He looks at me in what seems like eternity and clicks in anger as he locks the door and leaves.

I run to the door and he has locked it from outside. I am trapped in here all alone. Oh My God, what am I going to do Considering I am megalophobic. I pace around the class looking for a way out but there is none. The windows are high and tiny. I just give myself hope because it is still early and everyone is still in school. Maybe someone will want to use this classroom and they will open the door for me. How can someone be this horrible. How is he so inhuman.

Such a waste of a pretty face. Wow Elisa now you think your captor is pretty. My mind scolds me.