Chapter 3
For the past week, I’ve probably bumped into Austin more than thousands and thousands of times throughout the days. For the first half of the week, he mainly worked on trying to get me to listen to his apology and his explanation, but then every time he even got within a meter from me, I speed-walked away. Then, for the last half of the week, all I saw were his pained looks. They’re slowly killing me… No Bev. Stay strong, he'll get over it. Just ignore him.
Wake up to your senses, would you? You’re hurting him! Our mate! My wolf screamed at me, as I walked right past Austin for the gazillionth time today.
He's the one who decided to reject us, or pretend we weren't his mates, when we clearly were! I protested.
Don't you see his guilty looks? How the guilt is slowly eating him up inside and how he seems to want to break down whenever he sees you? It’s like he wants to kill himself! She said, trying to reason with me.
Well sista, be prepared to see a lot more of those faces in the next decades of our lives.
Pain rose to my chest as those words went through my brain, along with the picture of his face. That face. Ugh. How do you resist such a face…Guilt is going to get me one day. He does look quite torn, and well, Erik is starting to get suspicious that there’s something wrong between us. Especially since Austin and I haven’t spoken a word to each other since last week. Usually, there would be at least some arguments or fights (physically), but now, it’s all gone. When we did try to beat each other up, that was still quite a while ago. Just before he turned 16, it was all just a few nice conversations. To think we held off not knowing for two years… or did he know before?
"Beverly! What the heck did you do to Austin? He came home holding his crotch one week ago with a guilty face on, and to add on to that the face is still there! Most of all, why is it whenever he passes you he seems to want to explode in tears?!" Lara spat as she ran to me, bringing all the attention of students around, to us.
People started muttering, curious about what I could've done to make Austin all funny. Of course, being the hot jock he is, he can be part of the whole school’s gossip like that. I stood there in pure silence, frozen. "Lara, I..." I what? I don't know? I clearly do know. It was my fault. Or technically, it was his fault. I don't know. My brain hurts!
"You...?" She said, urging for me to carry on.
"I..." I honestly don't know. I can't say it's my fault. She'll use those long sharp nails of hers and kill me, best friend or not. There’s a closer relationship between siblings than best friends. Apparently.
"You..?" She said, starting to get impatient.
I looked up, meeting her glare. Taking a deep breath, "It was me who did it." I confessed quickly covering my face, in case she comes and attacks me.
Shhh. I know. I'm scared. But hey, she's strong. We may've grown up together and trained together, but she was just born strong, alright? She looked around looking lost for a second, as I continued to cover my face. I guess she’s still processing it through her brain. "Wait, did you just say, you did it?" She questioned, checking.
I nodded, peeking through my fingers. Rage started building up, but she kept taking deep breaths trying to calm herself down.
"Why the heck would you do that to my brother?" She asked in a deep tone.
’Cause she's an idiot, my wolf said, making my heart clench.
"Umm, ‘cause you’re disgusting-looking ass of a brother humiliated me in front of almost half of the graduating class." I stated.
Okay, maybe the ugly part was a lie. I mean he is ho-. No, I can’t think of him like that.
We're his mate. We are made to think like that.
Uh no. Just no.
Yes.
No.
Yes.
Don't argue with me, you bitch! I'm not in the mood! After I sent that to my wolf, I giggled to myself. My words were so literal, I mean technically a wolf is a dog, and my wolf is a female, so female dog… bitch… it works!
"...you?" Lara asked, trailing off. Wait, what did she say?
I looked at her lost.
"You weren't listening to me, were you?" She said not impressed, hands on her hips.
"Uh...guilty." I said smiling, flashing my teeth. A guilty smile.
"So what happened with you and my brother?"
"Remember how when he was supposed to turn this specific age, and he’s supposed to find the love of his life? Yeah...turns out he found her but..."
"Holy shit. Oh. My. God. Bev, is Austin your mate? Oh my god. We're going to be sisters! Or well, after Erik... if it ever happens we would've been sisters already technically, but whoa! I can't believe this!" She blabbed, pulling me into a gripping hug.
I stood there frozen waiting for her to realize what she just said, and what I said before. After around a minute, realization finally hit her, when she noticed my blue eyes shining.
"Wait, this doesn't make sense. If you guys are mates, then why'd you sack his baby maker?" she asked. Oh my god. I guess she hasn't really got it yet, has she?
"Does it look like I wanted kids with a screwed up dad?" I asked, raising an eyebrow while crossing my arms.
"No... Holy shit. No! You rejected him!" She screamed out, getting everyone’s attentiononce again.
"Shut it! I didn't do such a thing!" I half whispered, half yelled at her.
"Then what the heck..."
"Oh my god. Why do I have to have such a stupid friend?" I shook her like crazy. "Okay my brother’s bitch, listen to me good alright..."
She nodded without protesting or arguing about what I just called her. "It wasn't me who rejected him. It was the other way around!"
Her eyes went huge.
"Best friend say what!?" She asked, pointing at me as if she had no idea what to say other than that.
"Do I really have to repeat that again, or should I just make your brother get his fatass over here just to prove what I said was true? Wait… no, you go ask him yourself! Now please just leave me alone! I don't feel like talking to any of you Lane's." I shouted.
She looked at me hurt, but a hint of guilt was expressed along with it. "Bev, I'm sorry, I didn't know and well he's my brother and I just didn't think he would-"
"So you thought I would do it then?" I shook my head, laughing to myself. This is unbelievable; I thought she would’ve trusted me. I just thought maybe since she was my best friend… "Give me some mercy, Lara. I thought I was your best friend. Shouldn’t you have trusted me, just like that?" I snapped my fingers in her face.
She looked at me shocked, jaws tempting to hit the ground, and didn't argue. She didn't know what to say.
"I don’t know what to say." she said, facing the truth.
"I don't know, Lars... I don't want to face the world. I know usually I'll need my best friend for this and it doesn't help that you’re the guy I hate’s sister...so can I just get some alone time for now? I want to stay out of all this drama that’s heading my way." I said clinging to myself.
She scrunched up her face, but nodded. "Bev, if you need anything, tell me."
I smiled at her and waved a bye.
“Wait, just before I leave, I have a question.”
I waved her to go on.
“Was all this because of him?” She asked pointing at my hair and hands.
I nodded.
“That fucking idiot,” she muttered quietly.
I smiled briefly. “Well I suppose, bye.”
She sighed, “Are you sure you don’t want to talk to me about anything?”
I shook my head.
“Okay then, well bye.” she choked out.
Turning around, she was about to leave but quickly hugged me. “Know that I’ll be here for you if you want to talk about anything. Anything at all. That’s what best friends are for.”
I nodded in appreciation and waved bye to her.
Idiot.
Shut up.
Sometimes I just wish I was smarter. I mean I’ve had other crushes and boyfrie
nds before, but the break-ups never affected me, yet now...nevermind, just why me? Why does it have to be me who’s mates with an alpha who’s a fucking jerk, who I’m pretty sure can’t even keep his ‘mini me’ in his pants for longer than a day.
Maybe because this time he’s our mate.
Dammit, shut up!
I sighed and looked around the school. I give up. I want a break from even seeing his face. Thank god I’ve done some research and have made preparations ahead of time. It’s time to leave.
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