My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

Chapter 0141

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

without having to checkin every three seconds with someone or having people follow me and force me to do things differently without a second

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,

and Deltas. "Il am broken beyond repair and I have

fix, cause even on my worst day I still perform better than

care about me, while overlooking everything that has ever been wrong with me. I will heal myself, by

just can't do this

and my throat hurts but I continue to speak. "Maybe somewhere everyone has a soft spot for the small, spare beta

can't even stand to look at Or be around, who TOLD the principal to punish her more because she is unworthy and could use the lesson

do not want pity love. I don't want love that comes from feeling bad for my situation. This is me, damaged and messed

for everyone else anymore. I turn my back on her and

and family huddled red -eyed and grief stricken. Their eyes widened at the gruesome sight of me. Even my dad had the decency

just rolled my eyes and walked past everyone

way back to my house, pain shooting up my legs, not noticing or caring

walked the silent halls to the staircase leading to my former prison. I ascend slowly, everything about

here, it doesn't fit

and tight. I agree with my wolf, the packhouse is home now, but I

straight for the shower to get rid

am just all cried out or if the anger has finally