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,

repair and I have been

cause even on my worst

wrong with me. I will heal myself, by myself, it just works better

I'm sorry Luna, I just can't do this anymore,

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

Or be around, who TOLD the principal to

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

can't change for everyone else anymore. I turn my back on her and walk toward the treatment room door

stricken. Their eyes widened at the gruesome sight of

shame. I just rolled my eyes and walked

ran all the way back to my house, pain shooting up my legs, not noticing or caring if people were

former prison. I ascend slowly, everything about this

going to my room at the packhouse_ I don't belong here, it doesn't

the packhouse is home now, but I just can 't

to get rid of the evidence Of my self destruction.

I'm not sure if I am just all cried out or if