84 Die and be done with it.

Lyla D

I should get used to disgrace by now but as I walked away feeling the thousand pair of eyes on my back, I knew that I would never get used to this, no matter how much I tried.

Maybe, I should just die and be done with it.

I walked until I could no longer hear the murmurs of those around me or see the pity in their eyes. I still didn’t stop until I reached a small copse of trees hidden from view. Only then, did I allow myself to break.

Everything inside me shattered. The sobs came violently, shaking my entire body. I pressed my back against a rough tree trunk and slid to the ground. Not caring about my clothes or dignity as tears dripped down my face in torrents.

My mother’s words kept echoing in my head.

Not my daughter. Wicked. Worthless. Abomination.

I touched my cheek where the slaps had landed, feeling the heat of broken blood vessels beneath my skin. But the pain paled in comparison to the heartache I felt.

I had known, somewhere deep inside, that choosing Nathan would have consequences. But this?

This complete rejection, this public denouncement? And this was not the first time. z

If my mother hated me so much, why did she give birth to me? What on earth did I do to her to always get this hostile treatment?

My sobs quietened. I inhaled and exhaled deeply.

rites they needed me to do for my father, I’ll round them up as fast as

I mattered, I was an important person. A valuable member of my work team, a good student at school, a good neighbour

remembered that I had yet to reply to his text. Quickly, I took out my phone from my pocket, wiping the tears from my eyes as a ghost smile

if he asks me out and hope our relationship grows into something

world, men are fond of keeping their boundaries. You could be in a relationship and still act like

length for the woman they

his message and typed back a reply.

and be

smiling like a fool. He

when a call from Nanny

I said happily. Being here in the bush with the sweet night air blowing at me warmly must have caused the pain to dissipate from my

sound excited?” Nanny observed. “Not exactly the report I got.

I had a feeling Nathan would call you.” I sighed. “I just had a little quarrel with my mom earlier

didn’t mention that!” Nanny chuckled “He was so busy freaking out when

you nothing can happen between me and him. We’re best friends and we’re

seen the way he smoulders you with his look whenever you’re not looking; with eyes filled with lust, love, passion

need to get your eyes checked. Nathan is not like that, Nan…”

“Just make sure you’re never behind a closed door with him. I know your mate was a Lycan and their thing is big but I heard Werewolves are quite different. They’re the masters

blurted wrinkling my face in irritation. “Why are we talking about sex

I wish one of these days, you’ll show up to the house pregnant or something.

Nathan!

was the last time I got kissed. I blushed deeply, suddenly feeling ashamed as though if I continued

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