Chapter 10

I rolled my eyes as I made my mother dinner, setting it down on the table before her. She grunted at me, eating her food in silence as I stood off to the side. I washed the dishes, trying to ignore the way her eyes stared at me, the way her nostrils flared as she walked closer to me. "Why is that, you come home every day, and smell like a fucking mutt?" I stilled, scrubbing at a pan that once held pasta. "He is my English partner mom, nothing else." I crumpled at the sudden pain on my lower back, the plate crashing and bursting into pieces. I dropped to my knees as my mother took my head in her hands and slammed it into the cabinet. I cried out, blood falling from a cut on my forehead into my eyes. Her boot covered feed connected with my lower back, my eyes filling with tears. She took a knife and pulled up my sleeves, already marked with my own self inflicted scars. "You deserve everything you receive." She cut long and deep, blood pouring out of me. I whimpered, the cool exterior I try to maintain falling and crumbling into pieces as sobs fell from my lips. Never in my life have I wanted Wesley as much. Never in my life have I wanted him to hold me, to save me, but sometimes I just had to be my own savior. I pushed her away from me as I ran, trees whipping past my as I clutched my arm. I fell to my knees at a lake, thrusting my hand into the water. Blood blossomed from my cuts, as tears fell down my eyes. It bloomed in inky swirls across the water, darkening the clear blue water. I had never felt as broken as I had right now. I had never felt as unfixable, as I had now. I shut my eyes as I stood up, holding my arm as I aimlessly walked. I found my way to the meadow I had been at a few nights before, lying down on the grass. I stared up at the stars, pulling my sleeve back down my arm. "Why me?" I spoke out loud, squeezing my eyes shut. "Why does my mom hate me so much? I get it, my dad left. But that doesn't give her an excuse to do this to me." I couldn't contain my sobs, my chest squeezing in on itself. A twig snapped to my right, causing me to bolt up. I watched as a black wolf walked cautiously into the meadow, its ocean eyes staring back at me. Problem is, I know those eyes. Wesley. He walked closer to me, stopping every couple of feet to watch me. My eyes widened as he lay down besides me, whining as I inched away from him. I shut my eyes again, laying on the ground next to him. He curled around me, his soft fur electrifying the air around us. I turned to face him, curling into his soft hair. I felt him purr under me, causing me to smile against him. "Tell me wolf, why does my mother hate me?" I knew he was Wesley, but somehow talking to him in his wolf form was easier. I guess it was because our wolves were already so in love with one another, but then again, I was in love with him. Although he doesn't know that. He whined as I spoke, nuzzling into the crook of my neck. I shut my eyes as I cried again, his tongue licking away the salty mess on my cheeks. "She really does, ever since my father left, she doesn't act like a mom. What kind of mom does those things?" He looked at me with curious eyes, my face close to his snout. I guess I should give Wesley a chance, a guess over the fact I love him. "And then a boy at school, a boy I really have started to like-" A deep growl erupted from the wolves chef, causing me to look down with a smirk. Stupid possessive Alpha. "His names Wesley," that shut up that growl real fast. "But he has this other girl. She's just so perfect compared to me. She's beautiful, where as I'm, not." I sighed, shaking my head as Wesley rubbed his nose against me. "Everyone thinks I'm a drunk, but I never drink. I've never done drugs, never smoked a day in my life, but that's what people think." I looked back into his ocean eyes, pain flashing over them. I shut my eyes, allowing my breaths to even out. I pretended to be asleep, hoping he would leave and let me stay here. He wouldn't be able to bring me home, it'd just be so much easier for him to leave. But of course he doesn't make anything easy. He shifted against me, crawling from my body as he pulled shorts on. I smiled as I watched him, shutting my eyes quickly right before he turned around. I felt him pull me back into his arms, warming my cold skin that I didn't even know I had. He breathed against me, his lips finding their way to my forehead. My heart involuntarily began to race, my eyes squeezing shut a little bit tighter. "I don't know why you would ever think of yourself so badly. I don't know why your mother doesn't like you. I don't know why the entire school thinks of you so poorly, but I can promise you one thing. I will spend the rest of my life, telling you every single day, just how beautiful, and just how much I love you. Starting now."