84 Die and be done with it.

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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.

my father, I’ll round them up as

member of my work team, a good student at school,

when I 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

hope

my head at the last bit. No children. I didn’t want any child of mine to suffer the same fate as me. In the human world, men are fond of keeping their boundaries. You could be in a relationship and still act like an

will go to any length for the

satisfaction, I opened his message and typed back a

be done

texting him and smiling like a fool. He was a charmer.

from Nanny came

bush with the sweet night air blowing at me warmly must have caused the pain to dissipate

observed. “Not exactly the report I got.

feeling Nathan would call you.” I sighed. “I just had a little quarrel with my mom earlier but it’ll be

freaking out when he called me. “So, did he propose yet?”

say that? I told you nothing can happen between me and him. We’re best friends and we’re not involved like that.”

on his behalf too. Have you seen the way he smoulders you with his look whenever you’re not

your eyes checked. Nathan is

a Lycan and their thing is big but I heard Werewolves are quite different.

are we talking about sex on

or not, I wish one of these days, you’ll show up to the house pregnant or something. You’re too reserved

Nathan!

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

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