Captured! [Book 2 of The Denied! Series] {NEEDS MAJOR EDITTING!}

11: Hate.

Heyaaa Guyzz!!

Ok, So I Gess Sum People Are Upset That Mase Left But...

Yuh Knoo!! It's A Story!! It Happenzz!!

And, Come On Guyzz!!

Give Mack A Chance!!

Maybe Thiis Chappy Wil Explaiin More... I Thinkk.. (Shrug!!)

And I Gess Yuh Probably Already Hav An Idea On What's Gonna Happen Or Summit, The Title Of The Chappy..

Thankzz 4 Sharin Yur Viewzz Thoo!! It Did Kiinda Make Me Laugh, Especialy One Of Them..

So, The Most Awesome, Hilarious (Even Though I Thiink It Wasn't Meant To Be Funny!!) Award Goes To..

TheLonelyFlower

With..

'Nooo... But Mason will come back right? right? Please tell me he will come back.. please.. please...'

Sorry If It's Offensiiv Or Anything, I Just Laugh Over Stupid Stuff..

So, Anywayzz Enough With The Rambling..

Onto The Bookk..

OH YEAH, BEFORE I GO ON..

THIS MIGHT BE SHORTER THAN THE REST OF MY OTHER CHAPPYZZ ON HERE!!

But I Dunoo Yet..

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chapter 11: Hate.

I had sobered, I wish I hadn't though. My heart felt like it was torn apart, aching for the other half to come back. It turned out that me and Mack took it too far when we were drunk. I'm not angry with him or anything, we were drunk. But...I felt guilty, is that why he left? Is that why he left me?

His name caused too much pain. It was excruciating, I know how Bella feels from Twilight. My insides ached, I felt tired, I felt lost, lost without him.

It's weird...mates are never supposed to leave each other, they could never survive it.

Maybe, I'll die.

Seems like a better choice.

Death would be the only way out of this pain.

Alcohol made me forget, though it didn't heal me. I leaned my head on the cold window, it had been raining, and the night was cold, cold without him.

I haven't been out my room for a week now, my birthday had past, my brothers tried to get me out but to no avail. They couldn't, not when I couldn't face Mack, he looked so much like him.

Too much like him.

His voice, it reminded me of him.

The one who left me.

My tears had dried and I was emptied of them, I didn't have the strength in me to cry.

I had missed school, though I had to go tomorrow, unless I wanted to be kicked out. But I didn't want anyone to see me like this, I have to be tough, I have to show him that I don't need him even though I do.

I let out a breath and clenched my fists.

I will no longer cry over that prick.

I hate him.