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,

have been surviving that way for

done. There is nothing you can fix, cause even on my worst day

that has ever been wrong with me. I will heal myself,

sorry Luna, I just can't do this anymore, it hurts

hurts but I continue to speak. "Maybe somewhere everyone has a soft spot for the

look at Or be around, who TOLD the principal to

want love that comes from feeling bad for my situation. This is

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

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

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

the way back to my house, pain shooting up my legs, not noticing or caring if people were staring at me. I let myself in the back door

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

room at the packhouse_ I don't belong here, it doesn't fit

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

straight for the shower to get rid of the

cried out or if the anger