Chapitre 18: Chapter 18: If I can rewrite the stars?
Chapter 18: If I can rewrite the stars?
Owen's POV
I felt my wolf try to crawl his way out. The tension in my head was a little too much to bear, if there was ever something like too much grief then this was it.
I was it.
Then I felt it. Anger like I have never felt before, feelings I couldn't put back into the genie's lamp, emotions that shredded the last piece of restraint in me.
At first I laughed, I mean why not?
My freaking mother saved me from Emily! I laughed like a lunatic, I was fast losing my shit. There was no point in keeping it in anymore and so, I didn't.
"I was in love with her. She was my best friend and I loved her!" I yelled at her as I felt the tears burn in my eyes "I love her and she was my mate until you swore to rip her to shreds if I didn't reject her publicly!"
"We were trying to save you from a lifetime of humiliation and ridicule!" My father said in a quiet voice.
I stared at him right in the eyes as hard as I could and he stared right back. Alpha Noah was as terrifying as they come but I was beyond common sense. I was beyond fear too.
"Do I look saved to you, father?"
I could tell that he wasn't expecting that question from me. And he for a few seconds thought it was a rhetorical question until I asked him again.
"Answer me! Do I look saved to you, Alpha Noah?"
"No" he answered at last. "No, you don't. You look…broken, Owen"
I chuckled like a mad person.
"Thanks, Dad. You and Mom, you both broke me. Best parents of the century! But don't worry, as soon as I am able, I will leave"
I stood up and pulled out the IV wires attached to my body and walked out. I could hear my mother scream my name.
"Owen! Owen! Noah, stop him"
Alpha Noah looked from his mate to his son and for the first time, he was speechless.
At first, I went home to rest my aching body. I just needed to recharge enough to go to the place I wanted to be. Then there was a knock on the door.
Owen! Owen!"
I recognized the sound of that voice. It was my mother.
I turned my face to the wall knowing that soon enough she would take a hint and leave me the hell alone.
I just wished everyone would take a hint.
So far, Alpha Noah has threatened fire and brimstone if I don't open the damned door.
I didn't.
My mother had pleaded and bribed me with the promise of a new video game.
Still didn't open the door.
I felt numb. It's a few days now and everything seems to be playing in slow motion before me. Things that made me happy didn't anymore.
I could feel my chest tightening and my heart splitting into two, and this has nothing to do with the pain of severing.
I couldn't believe it.
I lost Emily.
I lost Emily.
I lost Emily and yeah, I lost my best friend.
I tried to tell my heart to be still and bear the loss but everything was hopeless.
Towards evening, I took my backpack and I went out the window.
I went to the oak tree behind our school, to the place where we made love to each other days ago.
This was the tree behind our classroom, the place I saw Emily Sanders in my dream.
I just needed to connect. I just needed to know she was safe.
I took out my phone and I stalked her Facebook and I saw a picture. She was alright. She was in the palace and in the biggest room I have ever seen and it was #blessed.
"Oh Emily girl, You are not good or blessed are you? God, I hope you are not as broken as I am. I am so sorry. it was my fault"
I touched the phone screen as I felt the gateway to my tear fountain open because I couldn't hold it in anymore. There was nothing like seeing her picture to make an Alpha wolf sob like a baby.
I knew that Alpha wolves weren't supposed to cry. They were supposed to take anything the world threw at them and bear it in silence.
I wasn't like that.
"Emily, Where are you?"
I pulled my legs up to my chin and I hugged them. Burying my face on my knees, I sobbed to my heart content. I sobbed till I was numb again and the only question that tugged my mind was will Emily ever come back home? Will I be alright?
I am not fine, am I? I was far from fine. I am just a foot off of going over the cliff I am standing on. Was this it for us?
This can't be it, can it?
Can it?
Cadeaux
-- Cadeau
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-- Classement
Power Stone 
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