Chapter 02 - My best friend too?

VINE

This could ruin my reputation. No school in my pack would like to accept someone with such a ruined image because it would serve as a repellent to pack members' children in the same school as me.

My parents who didn't lose a chance or opportunity to boast of me to other pack members every chance they got, would kill me.

He stood slowly, rising to his full height. But the man staring back at me wasn't the boy I had fallen in love with. His sneer was cutting me deeper than any blade could.

"You did nothing," He said coldly, "Except forget your place."

My heart sank.

He took a step closer.

"I just wanted to make sure everyone sees you for the filth you are." He said, loud enough for everyone to hear.

"A wolf less girl priding in her virginity like she's some Luna queen. Those little legs of yours have been spread apart, let's see if you'll continue to feel so high and mighty."

"She's sure a cocksucker!" Someone screamed. Another person started laughing. The screen was still playing y moans.

"...down there, Drew," I shoved Drew's head in between my legs, as I shuddered with pleasure, and ordered him to "Lick me."

I froze. Because those words were mine. My undoing. My intimacy, twisted and used as a weapon against me.

Now I understand why he wasted so many seconds before he joined me in bed.

No wonder he put in so much effort to make me scream, just so he could tear me apart...

Make me feel like nothing...

Tell the world that the high and mighty Vine, had fallen.

Drew snatched my glasses and crushed it with his feet. Then he picked up the frame and held it up for all to see.

Tears burned down my cheeks as my knees buckled and I collapsed to the ground, my arms trembling as I frantically searched for my shattered glasses.

"These? She fooled you all with those glasses. Books. Innocence. But it was all a charade to disguise a slut."

Instantly, my world blurred into a mesh of colour and shame as I crawled across the cold floor. My glasses were gone. My vision too, because the boy I loved had shattered both.

"Oh, what a shame. Baby, why don't we buy her new glasses.?Without them, she's as blind as a bat." A familiar female voice mocked and I froze.

Baby? When did my best friend, Miriam suddenly refer to my boyfriend as baby.

Miriam came close enough for me to see her finger sparkled with the ring Drew would have put on me, her arms delicately curled around Drew's a smirk playing on her lips.

"Nobody knows you're Drew's girlfriend except me." She mocked in a voice only I could hear.

I looked at the display screen one more time and my throat tightened, my legs pitching stronger on the floor.

Drew might have tried to break my confidence but he didn't deserve to treat me this way!

"Is this..." My chest burned with heaviness, so deep, I could barely breathe,

"How you wanted to repay me after all we have been through?"

I asked, as the sudden realization dawned on me. This has been going on behind my back for a very long time.

"Shut your trap..." He said, his voice nonchalant as ever.

I could feel a heart-wrenching ache beginning to spread across my chest like a hot mace had been slammed into me hard.

He didn't seem to care for the harm he has caused me in this pack, and I couldn't just wrap my head around it.

If anyone had told me even in my dream that he would hurt me this way, yesterday, I would have cussed them out.

Just yesterday, Drew was nice. He worshipped my body, tracing every contour like I was his goddess.

And I guess that's why it hurt me the most. I didn't expect him to hurt me.

"No, you listen to me!" My voice cracked as I cut him off.

I raised my chin and looked deeply into his eyes. Really looked at him.

"The last three months have been the darkest time in your life. Your father died and you needed a shoulder to lean on, and who did you call? Me." I pointed at the middle of my chest, right where it ached, "I was there for you. Cheered you on your darkest nights, games, deferred my admission just so you could secure yours but what did you do?...." I broke into fresh tears, sobbing hard.

"...You kept me a secret, now that you brought home the trophy," I eyed the golden trophy at the center of the stage, "you suddenly remember that I am wolfless?"

Something shifted in his gaze, like a flicker of remorse.

I waited as seconds rolled by, for him to admit his mistake. Tell me this was just some silly joke...

Instead, he looked at me with a little guilt in his eyes... And then he looked away.

Maybe he could finally see through his mistakes...

"Fine," He stalked closer, then lowered his voice, "I'll tell you the truth, your life's already gotten spoiled as it is, so there is no need to hold back," He glanced at Miriam, as if searching for approval and the latter nodded at him.

"Miriam and I planned this. In fact, it was all her idea until it became mine."

My gaze went to Miriam...

My compassionate and kind Miriam... Miriam who could never hurt a fly... Miriam to whom I spilled all my life's secrets.

Looking at her, I couldn't help but let the tears freely flow down my cheeks.

It was such an irony how one can be so two-faced.

The nerve of her to pretend that she cared about me while she took her time to creep into my mate's bed.

Right before I went to Drew's house, I had told her how I wanted to give him my virginity the night before his Victory party...

She’d seen how excited I was to be his girlfriend… how much I longed to be seen by him… how I gave all of me.

Yet, behind my back, she sharpened her knife with a smile…

And drove it into my back, right where it hurt the most…

A lone tear slipped down my cheek.

"I reject you, Vine Davis," he said coldly, then paused. "Get lost, loser."

Silence followed, cutting deeper than his words.

I met his gaze, fire rising through my chest. "I accept your rejection, asshole.”

Then I stepped closer, my voice dropping into a whisper that only he and she could hear.

"You both just made the biggest mistake of your lives."

Their brows furrowed at me, while Drew crossed his arms and looked at me with so much confusion in his eyes,

"How... How come you're not on the floor, writhing in pain of rejection?"