The next few weeks passed quickly. Luckily my parents never found out about the movie night that would have been a disaster. My dad would have grounded me for sure.
Everything was going great except for one thing. Yep you guessed it Paul.
He's been really distant lately, he always has patrols which I understand but he hasn't been acting the same. I'm pretty sure it's cause he's been running so many patrols and he's tired. I really need to talk to my dad about that he should be getting home any second actually.
Right now Leah and I are in my room doing one thing I never thought I would do with her. Gossip. Ever since she got with Embry, she's gone back to what people say she was like before Dad broke her heart. She's more girly and open with her emotions and she talks about Embry all the time. And when I saw all the time I mean ALL THE TIME.
We were planning out what I was going to say to my Dad. I was thinking I should just tell him to not give Paul as many patrols because he''s been doubling up almost every night on Patrols and I want to make sure that it's not because he doesn't want me spending time with him. He also needs to know that it's really effecting his moods and it isn't healthy.
Lee said that my Dad was gonna freak if I brought it up with him. She said that he wouldn't understand because he's alpha so he has more endurance than the rest of the boys. I told her if I had to I would take some of his shifts, but the more I thought about tit the more I became worried what if he did freak out at me...I don't want to get into a fight with him. I can't control my temper especially with him when we're fighting.
I was dreading the moment my Dad came home the whole day, so of course it seemed to approach to quickly.
He walked into the living room and I heard him greet my Mom. By that time I was sprinting down the stairs. I gave him the usual hello hug and told him I needed to talk to him. We went up to my room and I took him out to my roof. The place I came to think.
"Daddy please don't be mad but I was just wondering if you could maybe give Paul less patrols. It's really affecting his moods and I barely get to see him anymore and I miss him." I said
He looked at me confused
"How often does he say he has patrol Brooke?" he asked me
"He said you gave him double patrols everyday for the past two weeks."
My dad's face softened and he had I look in his eyes that I couldn't quite place.
'Brookie I've given him one patrol a week so he could spend time with you. I would never make any of my boys do that many patrols especially an imprinted wolf. Has he seen you at all in these two weeks because I know for a fact that besides his required patrols he hasn't phased once."
I wanted to cry he lied to me.
"I only see him at the pack dinners and maybe on a good day at breakfast. He's being so distant I thought he was tired from patrolling so much." I whispered
How could I have been so stupid. How could I actually believe that my Dad would do that to any wolf.
He lied to me.
He lied to me.
He lied to me.
I was pissed off. I jumped off the roof and phased mud-air. Seth was the only one phased and he saw what happened through my memories. He was trying to say something to me but I was too pissed off to listen so I blocked him out. I ran all the way to Paul's house and phased back. I put on my spare clothes and I went into the house. It was unlocked as usual.
I went up to his room and right before I went in I heard something that made my heart break. I heard two different heart beats and a girls moan.
I opened the door and my heart shattered right than and there.
Paul was naked in bed with Katherine riding him.
My eyes filled with tears and Paul looked over with me his eyes void of any emotion. They kept fucking going.
I ran out of the house and phased.
I let out the most pain filled howl I could ever imagine.
My imprint cheated on me with my cousin. I lost another one to her. But this time I couldn't bear it. It was my imprint
He doesn't want me. he doesn't love me. i was worthless and ugly and useless.
I ran home phased and ran into my bathroom ignoring the calls of the pack confused by my sobbing and screaming.
I ran into the bathroom and grabbed my razor. I took the blade out and slowly pierced it into my skin. The one good thing about only being a 1/2 wolf is I didn't heal quite as fast and I could still feel the pain.
I tool the razor and dug it into my arm as hard as could i repeated it over and over. I wanted to die. No one would miss me anyway. If my own imprint didn't love me no one could.
I kept cutting and cutting and cutting.
The bright red blood dropped from my skin.
With each drop I slowly lost myself.
Hate.
Unneeded.
Worthless.
Ugly.
Annoying.
Unloved.
Unwanted.
Broken.
My whole arm was stinging and I could feel the darkness taking over me. I welcomed it's comfort.
With the black came numbness. I could no longer feel the pain...
AN: I know it's kind of short and depressing and I'm sorry I just couldn't write anything funny and light hearted. I'm in a bad mood and I have been for a while I just am so stressed and frustrated and I'm really sorry guys tell me if you hate it.