Chapter 50

Franklin's POV

“Franklin… let me speak, please.” Scarlett begged, but I was still silent. I was fuming in pain, feeling stupid for letting my guard down so easily.

The stench of satisfied horniness was all over her, and she didn't do it all by herself. She had help, from someone that smelled like lavender oil, or at least used a lot of it.

“What do you want to say?” I growled, feeling my head ache intensely. “You should go and be with the person that you have sex with so much that I can't smell anything else off you!”

“You're being unfair.” Scarlett muttered. A tear dropped from her eyes, and my heart broke even more.

“I… I… I…” I stuttered. “What was I really expecting?”

“I am a beast!” I growled, slamming the table. “I can't offer you anything!”

“Franklin… please.”

“I will probably die in a few months, and none of these would matter.” I muttered, feeling my eyes starting to hurt. It felt like nails were constantly hammering in my eyes, making them hurt badly.

“Franklin, I can explain.” Scarlett said with a persuasive tone.

“Nothing should be explained.” I said flatly. “You're human, and I'm a beast. I have nothing that you need, and I'm not who you should have in your life, so it makes sense if you ask me.”

“So, it doesn't matter that I've been trying so hard to save you?” Scarlett asked.

“The point is, I've heard everything you said, and I still can't get past the smell of lavender on your body!” I growled, throwing the table off. It hit one of the lights, and the bulb broke.

Scarlett screamed, covering her ears with her hands, looking absolutely petrified.

“And I'm so delusional that I don't want anyone else to touch you, talk less of having sex with you!” I growled, standing on my feet as I got angry over what wasn't worth it.

“Franklin, please…” Scarlett begged, now crying.

“Leave!!” I yelled, but she wouldn't listen.

“It just happened.” She defended.

“And it's been happening ever since!” I growled, trying to get my mind past it, but it wasn't worth it.

“In the end, I'm just a worthless beast that wants to claim someone that's not his.” I growled, turning my back on her.

I fumed in peace, trying to block my nose from smelling. I couldn't get past it. I was consistently drawn back by the several possible sights of whoever it was that was getting every piece of her.

I felt her hands touch my back, and I turned back in anger, lucky that I didn't hit or injure her.

“Franklin, please, let me just get through with this plan to shift you back to your human state.” Scarlett begged.

“You think any of that matters now that you're with someone else?!?” I snapped, and she started moving backwards. That was when I realized that I was taking slow thuds closer to her like I was going to kill her.

“I've lost everything!! And the only way I've held on to life was you!! The idea of you!” I growled, slamming my hand on another table, and it broke into two.

Scarlett was visibly scared now. She was shaking profusely, and I kept walking till her back hit the wall.

“I'm trying to get rid of the images that my head is making up, but I can't even stop smelling him all over you!” I growled, hovering over her.

She started hitting my chest whilst crying. I didn't move an inch.

“Hate me! Hate me now!!” Scarlett yelled.

I only looked at her, watching her scream and throw herself at me, punching and hitting me. All of a sudden, she stopped hitting me, and moved back, crying.

“Do you hate me?” Scarlett asked out of the blue.

I scoffed, shaking my head. I could only try, but I'd be unsuccessful with it.

“I don't hate you.” I muttered, looking at her. “I can't hate you. I don't want to.”

“In the grand scheme of things, I'm just a nobody that likes the girl way above his pay grade.” I growled, hurting myself the more.

Scarlett tried to move closer to me, probably reaching for a hug, but the smell of lavender oil got to me first.

“Don't!” I ordered firmly, accompanying it with a growl.

“You should go and be with the lavender guy.” I said, feeling my chest hurt. “That's definitely the guy for you.”

“You're not going to ask who he is?” She asked, and my skin crawled with disgust and intense anger.

“And do what? Hurt myself the more? Kill him? Attack your Academy just to kill him?” I asked, trying to stay sane.

“You know what hurts the most ?” I muttered, shaking my head. “You're very happy about it. Your body has always reacted to it well every single time.”

“Orion…” She called, and I sent her a death stare.

“That's the horror of having your sensation a million times better than everyone else's!” I growled. “I don't want to smell anyone over you!”

“I want to sniff you when you're asleep, and smell only you!” I growled, feeling tears prick the corners of my eyes for what could be the second time in my all time history of being a beast.

“Franklin…”

“Leave!!” I growled. “And never come back.”

“Franklin! Don't do that to me.” Scarlett begged, shaking her head.

“I'm not doing anything to you! Don't dangle false hope right before me!” I growled, hitting the wall right beside her head.

“Don't dangle the hope that I could be human and maybe have a chance with you eventually, don't!” I snapped, hitting the wall again.

“Just leave!” I growled, trying to hold back the tears.

“Franklin…”

“I said leave!!” I roared, shaking the house.

She trembled immediately, shaking as she walked out. She dropped a piece of paper on the table, and then ran out. I could hear her cry as she ran out. I wanted to run after her, but I could still smell all of the lavender all over her.

My heart thumped against my chest so hard that I could feel my rib cage breaking.

I roared, hitting everything I could hit as tears rolled down my eyes. I kicked every piece of furniture my legs could touch, broke every piece of glass my hands could touch.

I destroyed the living room, and I still wasn't satisfied.

Stupid of me to think that I had a chance with a demi goddess.