《Rejected By My Mate And Family [Completed]》The rejection (E)
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Me and Luca have been dating for two months now.
He insisted that I stay in his room, and that I shouldn't keep waking up to make breakfast but I denied since I am used to doing so.
" Buenos dias Novia" he says kissing my head.
"Morning" I say
"Hey, my father called me to go see him in his office, so I'll be right back" he leaves his book open by me side and leaves.
I sit upright and look at it. I know I shouldn't but if he didn't want me to go through it he would've closed it and left it on the drawer, not open and right next to me.
It seems like his poem book, I look at it from the beginning. They are all poems about love, there was one that touched my heart
It's a special world surrounding you and me,
It is a world baby that only you and I can see.
In this world there is only love and no hate,
It is only us absolutely loving every bit of our fate.
It is you and me dancing around and singing for each other,
It is you and me promising that we will always be together.
Our love goes beyond all barriers for communication,
It is beyond everyone else's contemplation.
Because you understand me and I understand you,
And how much we love each other nobody has a clue.
Yo amor tú mi Novia.
I'm guessing that poems are his way of expressing his feelings. It's almost like a journal but with poems. This one was written the day he told me he is my mate.
Can't wait to make you my bride
The first time we met,
That moment I can never regret.
We became friends so easily;
'Twas so effortless.
I look back and think how beautifully I'm blessed.
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☆As time flew we grew apart;
You slipped out of my hand and heart.
That moment made me look at you in different light.
You were not my friend anymore, but someone I always despised.
I looked for you when I was angry and pissed.
I hurt you, without a miss
Whatever can I do for your forgiveness?
To get back that special bliss.
But I hope that true loves touch can help you see past the past.
But on the day I was birthed,
and you came with a hi at most,☆
It brought back what I had lost.
That moment made me look at you in different light,
You were not just my enemy anymore, but someone I would always hold on tight.
I look for you each time I am sad and low,
Whatever I would do without you? I really don't know.
You taught me to be happy in life, I just cannot wait for you to be my beloved wife.
Tears began to well up. I wipe them away and head to the bathroom for a quick shower.
Today is a Saturday so we'll be training the whole day, so I wear some black sweatpants with a black tank top and my black converse.
****
I haven't seen Luca the whole morning. It's 14:45 and the last time we spoke was about at 7:30 in the morning.
I see my father coming towards me."hey sweetie, uhm Luca said he needs to see you. It's about something important" he says gesturing to the stairs.
I knock twice on his study door.
"Come in!" He yells.
I slowly open the door and peak inside "you OK?" I ask getting in and closing the door behind me.
"Ah, Liliana, just who I'm looking for. Please do sit." He says stacking some papers at the corner of his table, and LILIANA??!!
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"Uhm...what's up with the formality? " I ask laughing a bit.
"Look Liliana I have to let you go.." he says looking at me sternly
"And you mean?" I say motioning for him to go on
"We can't work, I have to let you go" he says motioning between the both of us. He looks quite sad and a bit angry.
"Are you rejecting me, but,,but you can't! What about the poems the book? Can't wait to make you my bride,You and me, an angel from heaven, birthday wishes for the one I love, meant to be???! Do you even mean what you say? Was I just your toy? Gi-"
"Did you go through my book?" He asks angry
"Well if you didn't want me to look through it, you shouldn't have left it open right next to me!" I shout
"You had no right in the world to do that! You know what let me get this over and done with... there you happy?!!" He asks
I feel my heart breaking into a million pieces. Tears begin to stroll down my face.
"Give me one good reason why! One fucking good reason! You can't reject me for no reason. Just one damn reason! " I shout showing him my index finger to represent that 1
"You wanna know why? Huh. Fine I'll give you a reason!
You are a lazy b***h, a w***e, good for nothing s**t that deserves to be treated like s**t and you are a murderer a f**king jack**s murderer. You deserve to die alone, with no one to help you!" He says.
I look at him and disbelief.
"And I thought you of all people would understand. My mate eintlik ex-mate!" I yell trying to calm myself down.
"Supongo que es cierto cuando la gente dice que el verdadero amor no es real, incluso con los licántropos. Espero que el título alfa sea más importante para usted que su compañero. Adiós Luca Canalla" I say shutting the door behind me.
*I guess it's true when people say true love isn't real, even with lycanthropes. I hope the alpha title a more important to you than your mate. Goodbye Luca Canalla*
I head up to his room and pack at least 10 outfits with 4 pairs of shoes with my credit card with essentials and toiletries.
I take my phone and leave without saying goodbye to anybody. I don't exactly know where I'm gonna go, but I'm not gonna spend the rest of my life with my ex-mate.
You have to go back. You can't leave him. He is our mate we are supposed to be there with him. Matilda pleads.
I'm sorry but I'm not gonna stay there. I reply sadly.
I heard that being a rouge isn't that bad if you are quite trained, luckily I got enough training for the last 2 months.
Thankfully lycanthropes can survive a week to two without food. So I can save a lot of money, I only have about €15 243.
It should last me about 6-7 months.
I know your thinking why can't I buy a house or rent something.
But places here cost more than €15 000 about €45 000. Until it's fully paid.
And renting is just as worse, that money would only survive me a month or two. I'd probably get kicked out by the third month since you don't get paid enough to pay for rent.
So rouge life. Is my new life
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