My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

She flinches back and I briefly feel bad for being so nasty to her, when she only wants to help, but I shake it off. I walk to the chair that has my dirty,

bloodstained clothes. I drop the hospital gown, not caring who sees my scars anymore. If they want to care for me they can look at me as I am, and

learn to do it without looking at me like I arn broken or with pity. I despise pity. I dress slowly , keeping every sound of pain stuffed deep in my chest. I know it’s punishing me to not ask for help, but this is howit has always been for me and they should see that too.

going to the Beta house, to my isolated room where no one bothers me or cares about what I am doing. I’m going back to having freedom and contro

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thought or even just asking if I’m alright with the change, assuming they know what’s best for me. You think you can make me healthy? I wouldn’t

even know what that is. I seeth, on a roll now, directing all my unfiltered anger out into the hallway to the guys,

Sierra, the Alpha, Gamma and Deltas. “Il am broken beyond repair and I have been surviving that way for as long as I can remember. You heard the

doc, irreparable damage has been done. There is nothing you can fix, cause even on my worst day I still perform better than everyone in that hallway

pretending to care about me, while overlooking everything that has ever been wrong with me. I will heal myself, by myself, it just works better that

I’m sorry Luna, I just can’t do this anymore, it hurts too

but I continue to speak. “Maybe somewhere

look at Or be around, who TOLD the principal to punish her more because she is

pity love. I don’t want love that comes from feeling bad

not at all. I can’t change for everyone else anymore. I turn my back on her and walk toward the treatment room door and find all

huddled red -eyed and grief stricken. Their eyes widened at the gruesome sight of me.

feign a look of shame. I just rolled my eyes and walked past everyone down the hallway and out the

noticing or caring

to my former prison. I ascend

here, it

wolf, the packhouse is home now, but I just can ‘t be around the guys or even

and head straight for the shower to get rid of the evidence Of

am just all cried out or if the anger has finally taken

out, dry off and get dressed. The first thing I need to do is figure out how long I have been at the hospital and see if

Just another thing I’m going to have to deal with later. I leave my door locked