* sequel to My Revenge! *
They say, " The apple doesn't fall far from the tree." And that is exactly what happened to Daniella Mathews, who had to face the same thing her mother did. Rejection.
"No mom! I'm not you! Sebastian's not dad! And this rej...
That's all I knew, Eli found his made, and everybody's happy, except for me.
Having to look at him everyday, it's torture, to see him laugh and joke around with Stef and then looking at me with a frown and disgust, as if he would of rather not ever meet his mate than have me.
And so, with my mind set I got to work, booking a ticket to Australia, today after six hours from now; I got out two of my suitcases, one containing every summer clothing I have, including my chargers, makeup bag, the second containing some shoes, hair products and a small box containing my money.
Next I showed real quick before putting on my outfit, consisting of my black ripped jeans, a white lace bodysuit and let my hair be after towel drying it; and lastly on my feet any black and white converse.
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Running with two heavy suitcases isn't great, but i had to tuck them in the jeep before anyone saw me and tried to stop me.
After that was probably the worst and hardest part. I went to his room first, he was sitting on his bed, shirtless, phone in hands.
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First he looked surprised at my abrupt entrance, but then the look of disgust returned as he stood up making me want to rip out my hurting heart and throw it away.
"Please, don't say anything... just. Just give me a minute, that's all I ask." I said on the brink of tears.
Upon seeing my expression, he only nodded loosing the look of disgust and replacing it with one of concern, but only for a mere second.
His second surprise was when I hugged him, taking in his addicting sent for one last time and a traitorous tear escaped only to land on his chest, and before he could react I tightened my grip on him as i took in his scent one last time before fleeting out of his room and to my moms room.
"Honey?"
Instead of talking I hugged her
"What are you planning!?" She said in an accusing tone
"I'm sorry momma, but i need to leave.. i cant take it anymore.." i said hiccup between words
"Honey, listen to me, he has his reason he actually wants y-"
