Rejection

After Simon showed his unrealistic love and affection to me after literally beating me one inch into my life, he grabs me by my throat. My throat closes on me causing me to choke and sputter while gasping for air. The more I chocked, the tighter his hold on my throat became, so much so that I literally began to turn blue, painting a morbid picture of the American flag minus the stars. I try to pry his hands off my neck but with the little strength I had plus my scrawny arms meant a no go for me. I stare into Simon’s cold and calculative green eyes, trying to plead for my life with my own but he didn’t seem fazed at all. I then turn my head towards Hina to try to plead to her but flinch from the ice-cold glare she gives me along with a sinister smile which made her teeth look sharper than they were. Simon’s expression changes from one of hate to one of disgust and annoyance. He opens his mouth and I know immediately what he is about to say, he’s about to reject me. I always knew that I would be rejected but I didn’t know it was going to be so soul shattering and mind numbing. After he basically spat the rejection to my face, he walks away with that she-devil I call my twin attached to him like glue. My chest burns and my heart feels like it’s detaching itself from inside of me. I grab my chest and rub it to try to ease the pain but my efforts were futile. I curl in on myself on the floor, squirming and gasping like a fish out of water. My head feels light and black spots appear in my vision. I unclench and clench my teeth to try to ease the increasing pain in my chest. Tired of wallowing in my pain on the school’s floor as well as me being afraid of the children coming back, I slowly pick myself off the floor, all the while crying from the pain of my chest and my broken legs I was using. I drag myself outside the school and collapse by the dumpsters behind the school, hissing when my foot comes into contact with one of the dumpsters. I grab my leg and rebreaks it but this time in its rightful place, moving onto my next leg I do the same and then my left arm. I was now a sobbing mess but my body is throbbing less because my healing is kicking in. As a werewolf, my healing takes about a day or two but because of the constant beatings I received as well as me blocking out my wolf to ease her pain, my body takes a week to heal, sometimes two depending on how bad the beating is and how many people are involved. I turn my attention towards the forest where I see a white bunny hopping around probably looking for its next meal. I hoist myself onto my unhealed and achy legs and make my way towards the forest, more specifically, my safe haven. It’s a heavenly paradise and I found it on my ninth birthday when the alpha and his friends had just beaten me and destroyed the rare pink and yellow flower, I found days prior. I was blindly running through the forest after crying my heart out when I stumbled and rolled. I got up and walked a bit when I came across a breath-taking view. It was a waterfall with blue and aqua blue water that had little shiny fish. There were also flowers of many colours ranging from blue to gold surrounding the waterfall. Bunnies of all shapes, sizes and colours ran around playing with each other. I ended up staying for a week before I decided to go back to the pack house where I was beaten by Simon for making him miss a week of his stress reliever. I finally reach my destination and smile at the bunnies who run to greet me. In the beginning the bunnies were afraid of me but once they realized that I was not a threat, we quickly became friends, sharing special moments together. I walk towards the waterfall and sit on a rock, picking up three bunnies as I make my way. I place the bunnies on my lap as they immediately snuggle into me, forcing a pained chuckle out of me. No matter how much I try to focus on the view, all I can focus on is the pain in my chest, more specifically, my heart and the numbness I feel overall. I smile sadly before I breakdown completely, grabbing my shirt in an effort to anchor myself and my feelings. My whole life I have been nothing but a waste of space, burden, unwanted child, gay freak, disgrace and useless omega to my pack and even my family. Not once did anyone try to get to know me but I understand where they are coming from, not wanting to associate with the piece of shit called Hinata. I sniffle and grab a sharp rock, examining the outline and unique design on it. If nobody needed me, what was my purpose of staying and causing problems for everyone?