The next morning I woke up early, earlier than Darian which was odd. I decided I should probably take a shower, to stay clean and you know, not smell like crap.

I was used to taking showers here, I always borrowed one of Darian's hoodies when I was done. Unlike other girls, I return hoodies I take. I just can't image my hoodies going missing, it'd be like loosing a child.

I headed over to the small bathroom and tossed of all my cloths and turned on the shower to a warm tone. I never knew how girls loved boiling hot water, that's just too much, even in winter.

I sat down on the toilet as the water adjusted to a perfect temperature. My eyes wandered around the bathroom and stopped when I stopped something shine on top of the medicine cabinet. I got onto the counter top and got it, out of curiosity. There's not much to hide in a bathroom, that's important.

I pull the thin item down and look at my hand. My eyes widen, it was Darian's razor, and not the one he shaved with. I look down at my thumb and notice a little blood on it, from grabbing it the wrong way. I didn't feel anything, physically.

I sat down on the floor, staring at it. I probably shoulder get rid of it... Or, no. I shake my head, tugging at my head. Don't be stupid Lillian, I tell myself. It wouldn't also hurt me, but the people I love.

But does it really take the pain away..?

I slide the razor down my arm, shutting my eyes tightly. Afterwards I quickly grab the air freshener and douse the bathroom in it. I didn't want Darian to smell my blood.

I looked down at the damage I've done, just a simple cut, nothing wrong with it. I dragged it down a few times more, thinking how it wasn't worth it. How it wasn't worth living if I had to love something like that. The mate bond would never go away and I could never love somebody unless I rejected him, which isn't possible.

I clean off the blade in the shower, making sure to leave no traces behind. Afterwards I hopped into the shower and washed myself off, a bit distracted by the water stinging my arm.

Once I was finished I hopped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around me. I didn't want to wear Damien's hoodie anymore, so I just put on some cloths I had left here awhile back. The shirt was long sleeve, so I was safe.

"You want some breakfast?" Darian asks, laying down on his couch. I sit on his legs, shaking my head no. I wasn't hungry, I actually felt sick. Darian looked up at me, "Okay... well, let's get going to school then," he said getting up and kicking me to the floor with a thump.

I rubbed my butt and groaned, "Meanie."

He pulled me up to my feet by lifting my torso, "Yeah, meanie," he says, sticking his tongue out playfully.

I smile and grab my backpack, checking to make sure I didn't forget anything. Then I run up behind Darian and kick his ass.

"What was that for?" he shouted, rubbing his toosh.

I smiled, "Pay back is a bitch," I flipped my hair into his face. I just received rolled eyes in response.

When we got to school I headed to my locker then to class this time. Today there wouldn't be anything special going on, just the normal class with kids chit chatting about yesterday. Today a different grade was going to go to the prison.

I sat down in class, only a few seconds before the bell rang. I wasn't up for much, just maybe a nap and simple work.

"Okay students," my teacher got up from his desk. I didn't even know he was there. He's was never on time, nor early. "We are changing the schedule a bit," he says, standing tall. I raise an eyebrow, curious of what exactly was changing that he was acting different for. "We are going back to the prison today-" I flinched, please no. "And this time a single class. The Warden would like to show us some ways to protect yourself that we haven't thought you."

I let out the breath I was holding. I thought we were going to see the prisoners again. But I knew there was something wrong with going back there. Obviously this wasn't planned, or else they would have told us. Could they have found out that someone out of yesterday's class was Ace's mate..? I bite my lip, let's hope not.

"Let's go load up on the bus-" the teacher said, but was cut off by someone throwing the classroom door open. It was Darian.

"Lillian, you forgot your phone with me," he said, walking up and handing me my phone.

"Thank you," I say quietly, holding my phone close to my chest. How could I forget it? I hope he didn't notice something was off, I never forgot stuff.

He looked down, "Talk to me later, see you later!" he said, walking out of the classroom. Later.. guess Id have to leave school without him.

My teacher coughed, bringing everybody's attention back to him. "Let's go," he pointed to the door. Everybody got up and headed to the bus.

I sat down in the very back of the bus with the noisy people. Maybe they could distract me from my own thoughts. But no, they only annoyed the hell out of me.

I layed my head again the bus's window, looking at the nature passing by. So pretty, I wish we could've just ran here.

I haven't shifted in almost a month and it was killing my wolf. I had to shift soon sometime, before my wolf would start going wild.

"We are here!" my teacher shouts, standing up.

I suck in a deep breath, we aren't even going to see him, don't worry.