9. I CAN BE WICKED TOO

I cried, all I had told myself washing away leaving me feeling so scared and so pathetic. My life seemed to be going even worse than before. Who was I kidding, dreaming of a better future? Who was I, thinking I could make a life in this place? My knees were up, my head on them, just lying there with my head pounding so much. I could hear people walking around, talking; talking about me, about my failed pathetic attempt to try take a stand.

I shook my head, cold and exhausted but I could not walk out of there. I wished the beta was there to cover me with his blanket and hide me away from all his people. They were cruel, a thousand miles away and still they were cruel. All the way, I ran here to be met with nothing but hate. The anger just nearly had me exploding but it only led to more tears. I was ashamed to walk out of there.

I wiped my tears, getting myself together making sure I looked a bit presentable.

The door was