Bully Me
I want to try, because he’s my chance at happiness, at forever.
Training starts at fifteen, so I quickly change and make my way to the pack house. I slip from my car, and see Giana right away. She gives me a smile, and loops her arms with mine. “How are you doing?”
“I’m okay” I nod, even though stress is eating at my insides. Even though I can't stomach food right now. “How are you?”
“Eh” she shrugs, staying close to me. “Tired, but good. Working with Ford on the project is exhausting. He’s so frustrating. I can’t believe you liked him”