Chapter 14

I just planned how this book is going to end... This is sad. BUT don't worry!

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- We all go a little mad sometimes.

Chapter 14

"Are you seriously not going to tell him?"

"I told you the first twenty times, Soph! My answer hasn't changed."

"Don't you understand? He can help you! Aren't you scared"

I scoff. "Of course not! It's just some crazy guy who likes playing a prank."

"We both know that's not true." Soph crossed her arms, her eyes staring at my every move.

After a moment of silence passes, she says, "You're in danger. "

"If I was in Danger then I would have already gotten hurt. Who ever this person is, they don't actually want to harm me. Just scare me and even then it's not working. I am not scared, Soph."

I was lying to her. I am scared. Very scared. So scared that I didn'y get any sleep last night.

"You might not be scared, Rose, but I am. This- this person can come into our house when ever they want! They can hurt you Rose. Or me. Or mom. I'm scared!"

The words just burst from Soph's mouth, and for once I realize my mistake.

I seem to have forgotten that the letters don't just affect me, it affects Soph as well.

The image of a horrified Soph flashed before my eyes for when she had first seen the bloody heart in my hand only hours ago.

"Oh Soph," I march towards her and bring her in to a tight hug.

"I'm so sorry. I sometimes forget that the world doesn't just revolve around me. I'll tell you what, let's hang out today after school."

Her face brightened, "Sister Day?" She asked excitedly.

I couldn't help but to laugh at her exhilaration.

"Sister Day." I agree, leaving my hand out so we can shake on it.

Sister Day is basically a day where we just go out and do something fun. It's what we would say to our parents when they would let us go.

We haven't had a day like that since my before my father passed away.

"But, dad! It's sister Day! We have to go." My dad would just roll his eyes and comment something like, "Everyday is Sister Day!"

As soon as the memory popped into my head, I attempted to erase it.

Too much pain. Too many memories.

"I have to go get ready." Soph states, then leaves my room.

I as well start getting ready for school.

I put on fitted jeans and a purple sweater. It's far too cold out side for anything else. The beginning of January is always filled with cold wind and sometimes some snow.

Skipping every other step, i run down the stairs and straight to the basement.

"Greg?"

"Greg?"

Running down I see nothing out of the ordinary. Nothing at all.

No blankets rolling around, no dirty plates on the floor, no clothes in the corners.

Hell! Even his bag wasn't here.

Walking back up the stairs, I repeat Greg's name again and again.

"Do I have to count to 3 again? We both no how this is going to play out."

Walking towards my dining room, I see nothing.

"Greg?" I hear rustling noises and walk towards the kitchen.

"Greg, is that you?"

"No it's Michael Jackson." A voice whispered in my ear.

I jumped from the unexpected voice. Turning around I come face to face with Greg. He smiled like a Cheshire cat.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He seemed so... happy.

"I'm just very happy."

"No shit Sherlock." He ignored me and instead stepped closer to me.

"You- you weren't downstairs. I was looking for you-" I pathetically rambled on as he pressed his body close to mine.

He didn't speak.

"All your stuff.. It was packed up. Did you even sleep there?" His body was now pressed firmly to mine, my back pressed against the kitchen counter.

He didn't speak, yet again and this time it annoyed me.

"No really, I want you to answer my question."

He said no words but rather made a noise, "Hmm," as if he was thinking.

"Greg?" I asked innocently.

His eyes showed a spark and his face came nearer and nearer.

"I went out for a stroll," He murmurs, his mouth only an inch away from mine.

"And I'm a clean man. I clean up my stuff." Each time a word escaped from his mouth, it tickled my cheek.

Part of me knew this was wrong. It shouldn't be in my faith to be with Greg. It can't be. Hunter's my mate. I have no doubt of it, but Greg... Well, Greg is Greg.

There was another part of me, the part that felt the butterflies in my stomach seemed to disagree.

Maybe it doesn't matter. Maybe I'm just special and that's why Greg and I feel this slight connection.

"Did you even sleep downstairs?"

"I did."

I wanted to ask more questions, yet as his lips brushed against mine, I couldn't even remember where I was.

"Rose, It's 8 o'clock." Soph's words seemed to have woken me from my daze.

I jumped back from Greg, not having time to actually kiss him.

"Shit! Okay, grab your bag and meet me in the car. We're gonna be late. Hurry!"

The realization that I was going to be late dawned at me.

I have already missed so much school, I couldn't afford to miss another minute.

I stumble to get my keys from my table then my bag.

Soph gave me a weird look before retrieving her own bag.

"Soph!" I scream loudly as I run out of the house and up to the car.

A second after I've sat myself into the drivers seat, Soph runs out towards the car.

"The door, Soph! Close the front door."

She groans but then jogs back towards the house, shuts the front door then runs back.

Instead of sitting in the front like she always does, she opens my rear right door and placed herself in the back seat.

"You do know you're old enough to sit in the front, right?"

She gave me a suspicious smile.

"I know."

We were almost out of our street when Soph asks, "Hey, do you think we can pick up Eric on our way?"

As we stopped at a red light, I turned my head towards her.

"Eric? Greg's brother?"

She nods.

I start driving the second the light turns green.

"If I do recall, I remember you saying boys had cooties."

She scowled.

"It's called sarcasm!" She shouts.

"And that's called attitude!" I tease.

"We'll pick him up." I state.

I guess now that Greg can't leave the house, he can't drive his little brother anymore. I wonder if his family even knew about him being exiled.

I guess it doesn't matter anyways. In a matter of no time, I will find a way to reverse his thoughts.

"I never saw Greg in the house this morning," Soph randomly commented.

"Yeah, he went out for a walk-" I realized the fault in my words.

"He went for a walk?" Soph asks, not truly understanding.

I nod slowly.

"He went for a walk in day light outside when absolutely anyone could see him? He's a rouge now! I he gets caught then he'll me killed! He couldn't have gone walking out in public. Are you sure?"

Soph's words was 100 percent right.

Greg wouldn't be so stupid to have gone out in public. So he must have been lying...

Why would he lie? What was he lying for?

My curiosity got out of hand, question after question clouding my mind. I know for a fact that I may not like the answers.

The rest of the ride was filled with silence.

Soph has said all she wanted to.

As I drove up towards the house that Soph directed me to, I see one completely different from Gregs.

Eric was standing at the end of his lawn, his hair all ruffled and his bad on his back.

"Thanks for the ride," He said, before seating himself beside Soph.

Soph and Eric began whispering and giggling.

It was a cute sight, to see them so happy and young.

Straight after dropping them off at their school, I speed of to mine.

I have three minutes to get there before I'm late.

I push the speed to 10 over the limit and pray that there are no cops.

Honestly, I'm not one to break rules- human or wolf- but right now I have bigger priorities.

The last intersection before my school pops up turns yellow. Instead of slowing down, I take my chance and speed up. Ignoring the horns from behind, I let out a sigh of relief.

I made it.

The parking lot was packed, the only vacant spots are those far off.

Groaning, I park, grab my things, then run the way towards the door.

As soon as I enter, I don't bother going to my locker.

Students were still scattered in the halls rushing to their next class.

As the door to my English class neared, I finally allowed myself to walk normally.

As I entered the room, I saw in big letters the word Hamlet on the white board.

Everyone sat at their desks, just now pulling out their books.

"Ahh, Rose, I was afraid you weren't going to join us. I'm glad your here. There's a bug going around, I hope you didn't catch it." Mr. Roger said sincerely.

I couldn't tell whether he was joking or not.

His tone was serious, yet his words didn't make sense.

A bug? Like a cold?

Werewolves don't get sick! It's one of the perks of being one.

Instead of calling him on it, I smiled, then took my seat.

I passed the rows of students and made unfortunate eye contact with the boy who called after me the first day I was here.

As I walked by, I expected a wink or comment but was surprised to see none. And I don't think this because I think I'm amazing, but more of the fact that that is how those boys are.

What was even more odd was the look he gave me.

He looked at me like he's never seen me before, his eyes squinting in confusion.

When his head turned towards mine, I noticed the other boys surrounding him stare my way as well.

Sitting down In the spare seat in the back, I could still feel their eyes staring at me. Instead of looking back, Ignore them and take out my book.

It had been like that all morning. People would go silent when I neared them, their eyes piercing at me.

At last, I got so irritated that I march up to the far left lunch table and ask, "Why is everyone staring at me?"

Liv's eyes meet mine and her mouth hangs open.

"Yes! Just like that. Why does everyone keep staring at me?"

Liv sat beside Tom, leaving a free space beside Jason across from them.

Sitting beside him, I wait for Liv to reply.

"R-Rose! You're here." She looked shocked.

"We just had Match together, don't think I hadn't seen those sneaky glanced you made my way."

Her face flushed.

"I didn't mean to- I mean I wanted to- I-" It was strange to see her so lost for words.

"I'm sorry," She finally spoke.

"We all are," Tom added.

"I- It's okay."

"Now, why is everyone staring at me?"

All three of them started looking around.

"Oh. Yeah. About that.." Tom started.

"Just come one and say it! I don't care, it's just irritating."

"Well.. It has more to do with Greg." Liv stated.

"Greg? What about him?"

Liv's mouth opened as if she was going to speak, but she quickly shut it.

"Ugg! Just tell me."

It was Tom who spoke next.

"Everyone knows that Greg was banished from the pack. And everyone knows why."

I didn't even know why, how could they?

"There's like a wolf Alert on him. It's kinda like an Amber Alert. If he's found on the pack's territory then anyone has the right to kill him."

I gasped.

"What! But what did he even do!"

"You really don't know?" Liv asked, truly confused.

I shake my head.

"He killed one of our wolves. A female. She has no rank, but still." I could tell by her expression that the death bothered her.

"Did you no her?"

She nodded.

"I mean, I've never talked to her but I know who she is. She was in our Math actually."

I tried raking my mind of all the females in my math class.

"What was her name?"

"Cece."

A vague image flashed in my mind. Blonde hair- died. Green eyes- covered with glasses.

For a split second the image in my mind formed into something red. Something bloody.

"It was weird though," Jason speaks for the first time.

"She was found dead with black spots all over her arms. And not on the outside like a tattoo, it was imprinted on the inside of her skin. I had never seen anything like it."

"You were there?" I asked shocked.

He nods, " Me and Tom were running, you know how it is for pack warriors. Gotta stay in shape!"

"Tom and I," Tom corrected.

"Whatever," Jason muttered.

"No the weirdest part was the fact that her heart was no where in sight." Tom's comment made all three heads to nod in agreement.

I stopped breathing.

"H-heart?" I don't no what I was asking, but all I could say was the word heart.

"Yeah, It was ripped out. We thought that's what killed her but when they got a better look at her arms, they really don't know how she died. But I'll tell you what, it was definitely murder."

"Murder?"

What's wrong with me, why can I only say one word!

"The heart was ripped out and stolen. Someone did that to her. I don't know why anyone would even want a bloody heart."

I do. To scare the crap out of me! Not literally of course..

"So what does this have to do with people starring at me?"

"Well, see the thing is... Everyone had the impression that you two are mates."

"What! Why? H-" I stopped my self from even starting the sentence.

Was I really going to say that Hunter was my mate?

"He is not my mate," I spoke slowly and said each word mentally before physically.

"But didn't you guys go on a date the day before he became a cruel murderer?"

Liv's words made me angry. Instead of fighting with her, I clench my hands into fist under the table.

"He. Is. Not. A. Murderer. Do you have live proof that he even killed the girl?" I ask harshly.

She looks taken aback.

"Well, no. But Alpha Hunter said-"

"Hunter! Really? You hated the guy! Thought he was the murderer! So what changed? He's probably the one who killed the girl!" My voice was raising, catching unwanted attention.

I took deep breaths trying to calm myself down.

"He would never!" Liv says with just as much anger.

She then stands up, her eyes darting at mine.

"Look at you! Getting so defensive. What happened to you? What happened to all of you?" I shout.

Tom and Jason may have not spoken, but the looks they gave were enough.

They starred at me, but their eyes held something more.

They didn't see me as Rose, nor as Rosalyn. They saw me as their enemy.

"Alpha Hunter is a damn good Alpha! He protects this pack and would NEVER hurt it." Liv shouts louder.

Not only were other people starring at us, but they were coming closer to Liv's side.

I laughed hysterically.

"I pity you, Liv. All of you! Don't you see how blind you are?"

I continued, "I swear, he could tell you that you're all mermaids and you lot would believe him!"

Slowly, small whispers emerged.

"Alpha Hunter is the best Alpha!"

"He cares for us!"

"He protects us!"

"He's not a lier."

"Not like you." That one.. that hurt.

Not only because it was directed solely at me, but because it came out from Liv's mouth.

Liv's eyes and mine connect.

My eyes water.

People surrounded us, everywhere I looked I saw a serious face.

"I see." I spoke.

My voice not even that loud yet it still echoes off the walls.

I walk away. Each step I take is like a loud stomp from an elephant against the silent floors.

People parted as I walked past.

I had to get away. Before they saw.

Before they saw me.

I hold it in.

I walk past the lunch doors to exit the school.

I don't look back.

I leave. Even though I said I wouldn't miss anymore school. There's no way I could go back. Not right now anyways.

I run to my car, open the door and sling my pack pack to the passenger seat.

I wanted to scream. To punch something. I wanted to sob.

No matter how hard I tried to keep it in, I couldn't. I wasn't strong enough.

A small tear rolled down my left cheek. It went over my lip, the salty taste entering my mouth.

Another started rolling down my right cheek.

I start driving.

I don't no where I'm going.

I pick up my phone and start dialing.

I know I shouldn't be driving while on my phone. I don't even know who I'm calling.

"Rose? Is everything okay?"

"Greg." I say his name, almost sobbing after.

"Rose? What's wrong." Concern was clear in his tone.

I couldn't speak. Too afraid that I would just break down.

"Greg." I say his name once more, testing how well I could speak.

"Why did you do it?" I couldn't control my voice anymore.

Or maybe I could, but rather didn't want to.

I want answers.

"Do what? Rose, what are you talking about?"

A distant car in the background started honking his horn.

"Who is that? Rose, are you driving?"

"Greg. Where were you this morning?"

"Walking! I told you!"

"No you weren't!" My mind was too hazy, voices were shouting in my mind. The voices of the student in the lunch room.

"You wouldn't have taken that chance of being seen." I mutter more quietly now.

"Rose, listen to me. Calm down. I did go walking this morning, I'm not lying. I didn't go out on the streets. I went down the path in your backyard. The one leading to the woods. No one was there, I have great ears and I would have heard them if they were. I am not lying to you, Rose!" Greg spoke urgently.

"I-I believe you." And I really did.

Greg has never given me a reason no to trust him. His words seemed reliably, it doesn't make sense for him to have lied.

"Are you outside of school? Come home, I wan't to see you."

"Okay." I whisper quietly, still quite shaken up.

"Okay," I say louder.

"Alright, I'll see you in a bit. Drive safe."

I was about to hang up, but something came through me.

I ask, "Greg, why'd you put that heart in my room?"

There was silence for a moment, before Greg replied,

"What heart?"

"Nothing." I state, then hang up.

I tested him. To see what he would say. Would he choke? Stutter? Confess?

But no. He words came out calm and smooth.

He took a moment, like any other, to think of a reply. Very reasonable.

Greg.. He's innocent. I know he is.

He has to be.

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