Cruel Rejection (Completed)

Chapter 2.

Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me. Happy birthday dear Anaïs, happy birthday to me.

I was in the kitchen preparing food for the party tonight while quietly singing to myself.

"Happy birthday Daniel," I whispered to myself as a silent tear slid down my face.

Xavier, Daniel and I always celebrated our birthdays together since they were on the same day. We were once the inseparable triplets and now Xavier is the lone wolf and I am a disgrace.

"Hurry up bitch, my baby deserves the best of the best even if it's coming from you." My cousin came and smacked me in the back of my head.

Xavier was dating my cousin ever since his brother died. We used to laugh at the whores like my cousin in the pack and now ever since Xavier started dating her, she's been making my life hell. I'm sad to say that I'm actually quite used to it. The first few months I would cry myself to sleep or collapse on the ground sobbing uncontrollably, which caused more beatings.

The only real thing that was killing me inside was that whenever I walked by someone they would call me 'Daniel's killer'. I would never hurt Daniel, he was the love of my life and hearing people say that over and over again breaks my heart little by little.

I have lost everything over the years: my friends, my family and my best friends. That rogue ruined my life that night and there is nothing I could do about it.

"You're so pathetic," I heard her say.

I was relieved when I heard her footsteps walk fade but I hoped too soon. The last thing I felt was something hit me in the back of my head and I was out cold.

Darkness was once my enemy and I hated it when I was a child. Now as this lonely girl with nothing left, I embrace darkness because right now it is my friend and keeps me away from these traitors. I want to break out of my weak shell. I don't want to be weak and scared all the time. I hate being worthless and ugly. Everyone has abandoned me. I can't leave them. This is my home but I can't stay because they are breaking me down physically and mentally.

What do I do?

I felt something hot wash over my body, scorching me and blistering my body red.

I sat up screaming as I was faced to face with my brother Chris and Stacy.

Chris and I used to be extremely close. He is only a year old than me. We would spend our time together chasing ducks near the pond and goofing off, playing pranks on everyone.

Daniel was his bestfriend so we spent a lot of time together, the four of us. Ever since Daniel died, Chris was never the same to me.

"Wake the fuck up and clean this mess up," He growled.

I nodded my head and very gently brushed my sore arm.

"Maybe I didn't hit her hard enough with the pan," I heard Stacy say as she walked away with Chris.

I grabbed a mop and slowly began to mop up the water. My dirty ragged clothes were now soaked and sticking to my skin. My feet were splashing around in the water since I was never allowed to wear shoes.
When I finished cleaning up, I continued making the cake and cupcakes for the party. Hours later, once they were done, I got back to my room to pick out what to wear even though I had very little choices.

I pulled out a baby blue dress I had been saving for my 18th birthday. I was going to wear it no matter what and try to look my best, even if I was ugly. After I put it on I slipped into the bathroom in the hallway and looked in the mirror.

Blue eyes looked back at me. They weren't filled with happiness and joy, they were filled with despair, tears and depression. I had a black eye with bruises and gashes everywhere across my face. My black hair was tangled and bushy from the years of being unkept.

There was a knock at the door. I opened the hesitantly and revealed my mother. My parents never abused me, they just disowned me. Well my father disowned me, my mother always loved me and believed that I wasn't responsible for Daniel's death but she knew if she didn't play along there would be consequences.

"You look beautiful Love." She smiled at me.

She turned me around and grabbed a brush from the cabinet behind the mirror. She stroked my hair softly, giving me a slight sense of security and reassurance. It hurt as she battled her way through the knots but I was glad to spend time with the only person who I thought loved me.

"I hope your mate isn't someone in the pack, I hope they are someone who can take care of you," She whispered into my ear, her warm breath tickling the hair above it.

"Well then they will never find me," I said sadly.

"Love always finds a way."

When she finished I looked into the mirror and noticed my hair past my waist, better than normal.

"Thank you mom." I whispered to her.

She smiled at me and hurried out the bathroom, leaving me alone.

My mother did truly love me but she cared more about what the pack thought of her instead of her own daughter. It broke my heart just thinking about that. Tonight there was a possibility that I could meet my mate. My deepest desire and dream is to have someone bound to me forever, to love me with all their heart, to cherish me and be thankful for waking up next to me everyday.

Right now I'm thankful I'm not dead. As a matter of fact am I truly grateful for being alive? Would I rather die instead of living in this hell hole with people who never truly cared for me?

I heard music playing in a distance and I knew the party had started. I was so wrapped up in my own thoughts about mates and death that I forgot about the celebration. Tonight I just want to pretend that the party is for me too, that everyone doesn't hate me and that Daniel is still alive to celebrate with me.

Yeah that would be nice.

I slowly exited the bathroom in the hallway and made my way down toward the open living area. I was thankful that they let me attend the party but it also brings painful memories. I will have to face Xavier after these two painful years.

Wolves of all ages were present: adults, teenagers, young adults and maybe a few children. Decorations and balloons brought the room to life with their bright happy colors. Food and drinks were placed out on serving tables. People chatted and laughed away with each other as if they didn't have a care in the world. I managed to slip into the crowd and wander aimlessly around.

What could a girl with no friends do at a party like this?

"Happy birthday Xavier! It's the birthday boy!" Someone shouted.

I mean, it was also my birthday too but no one seemed to care.

I turned around to look at the most beautiful guy on earth. He had jet black hair that was pointed in several directions, like he just rolled out of bed. When he smiled, it made me feel warm and fuzzy emotions inside of me. He was wearing black jeans and a blue button down shirt with his muscles bulging to rip it. He had a tattoo on his right bicep that I couldn't see clearly. He was tall. So tall I bet I had to stand on my tip toes just to reach up and kiss his soft plump lips.

No, that must mean......no.

Before I could look away, he took this moment to look up from his friends and looked deep within my eyes.

Everything else in the room went dark.

I felt half of myself mending as I looked into the eyes of my lover. I wanted nothing more than to run up to him and jump into his arms and have him carry me away from this nightmare.

But that doesn't happen.

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