SWNOVELS Chapter 132 " Love"
Avery P.O.V.
Two Weeks Later...
"Hello, Ave; how are you doing and all that? Your brother is here." I heard a tiny voice say, approaching me at my locker. "Yeah, how are Cousin Eddy and Isabella doing," I heard Ashely say behind me. I knew I should tell them everything was fine, but I still didn't know if it was safe to say to them things my brother told me that happened that day back, two weeks ago. Should I tell them about their relationship, why they are still together, and what they are doing?
They are going to college in a town away from the pack. They wanted people to know something once it was safe. "Oh, they are good," I said with the truth and not telling them more than they need to know. When I told them, I grabbed my books out of my locker and shut them and turned around to face them. And that was when I saw both standing there.
But the look on Natalie's face was off. I stared over at her, and I saw sadness and pain in the expression on her face. Then something changes before I can see her expression. So, she is hiding her emotion right now. She doesn't want me and Ashely to see that something is happening and that our friend is hurting. I bet it's Wallace again!
I wanted to kick his ass for hurting Nat. Speaking of the devil. By the time I thought of that asshole. We turned around, and we saw them. They were talking, and we heard the guys behind us on the other side of the hallway. I could see my mates hanging around the other guys, and there were the sluts all over my guys and their friends. I heard a growl, and I looked at Natalie, and she got her heated eyes on this one girl with red hair hanging on to Eli Wallace.
That fucking asshole!" I heard her say. But then I didn't say anything. What is going on with my friends? I am not spending a lot of time together with them because of the guys saying I am their mate and finding out my brother is alive. He tells me he had to because he fell in love with our enemy from the other side of the tracks. I feel sorry for my brother and Isabella hiding their love for each other. That is just so wrong what our families are doing to them. After that day, I returned to the house with my brother, and my brother and I went to tell our parents about Isabella.
They were not happy about my brother falling in love with the granddaughter of the aggressive and mean Alpha. Still, now his son is the Alpha Isabella's father. So, my parents told Edward to stay away from that girl and that he needed to think about finding another mate. But my brother was stubborn and hardheaded. He will not listen to our parents. So, he told me everything. So, I kept his secret meeting up with Isabella. I will not speak on them. I want them together. When the time was right, my brother told me I could meet her. That is what I did. I met her a week ago, and now we are best friends. I love her.
I asked her why she was with my dumb-headed brother, and we both laughed, and he didn't like it. He got sad and was nothing having us talk and make fun of him. He grabbed ahold of her and threw her into the lake, where they met every day when they could. So that is what happened two weeks ago now. Now I am watching the show in the hallway with my friends. I want to throw up when I see the girls all over the guys on the other side of the school. Oh, God, I am going to be sick. I didn't want to show the guys I was not jealous, but if they knew I was their mate.
They would know I am pissed off and I am going out for blood if they slut revoke me. Looking at my friends, they always want the slut blood too. I shook my head and did not pay attention to the show anymore. "Hey, come on, girls, we're going to be late for class," I told the girls, and I started walking down the hallway away from the scene I didn't want to see. One by one, the girls followed behind me. In class, I am sitting down at my desk. I was grabbing my books out of my bag. I saw Elijah, Jake, Andrew, and Matthew walk in with the girls on their shoulders.
I can feel my teeth grinding inside my mouth and my fist tight in my hand. But what hurt the most was the guy's face. They were grinning over at me. Why are they with them, girls? I thought we had made up and we were okay. But I guess I was wrong. I can feel the pain inside my chest. Ouch! I took my hand and placed it on my chest. Fuck. Ouch. I try not to show pain. But it's too late. Because I hear my friends surrounding me ask.
If I am okay, but really, they know I am not. I closed my eyes and bent down over my seat. "Avery, Hey, You alright?" "Yeah, I am—fine. I must have heartburn from the big breakfast my mom made for me this morning." I tell my friends. I lied to my friends. I know it was wrong. But I had to do it. After the girls went back to their books, that was when I had a feeling I was being watched. That is when I lift up my head and look over by the door. But when I did that.
I was right; I had eyes on me. I saw the four sets of eyes of Elijah Woods and Jake Stone, Matthew Steele, and Andrew Bradford, the guilty and worried look on their face. Good, I thought. They should feel guilty after they show the sluts off their arms. I wanted to look away, but I couldn't believe I wanted to see how much they hurt me. But the look on their face showed me how they really felt about me. I can't believe it. I gasped when I saw it. And the look I see in their face and eyes is...
Love.