I grabbed my phone and checked it multiple times, expecting to hear from Elliot at least once. But he didn’t bother reaching out to me and that hurt more than anything. I feel as if he cared so little for me and now, he was stepping on me like I was nothing more than a small ant.
I pulled out my message thread with Rebecca and decided to send her a text.
Me: Date night was a bust.
Rebecca: Did he not like your dress?
Me: He loved the dress. But his girlfriend called, and he left.
Rebecca: Are you talking about Shirley? Did he ditch you for her?
Me: Apparently there was another attack and he got hurt. She’s at the pack hospital.”
Rebecca: Strange; I didn’t hear anything about another attack.
I sighed and messaged her again.
Me: That’s the story she’s going with. I don’t know what to do anymore. I’m so tired and I’m sick of fighting.
Her: Then don’t fight anymore. Get some rest. We will catch up soon.
With that, I shoved my phone into my pocket.
By the time I got home, it was late. Erik said he was going to do a quick sweep of the perimeter before he turned in for the night. He also wanted to call Elliot and update him on some stuff. I didn’t bother asking him to elaborate because right now, I didn’t care.
Leaving Erik outside, I first went into the kitchen to put my leftovers away. The kitchen was empty because most of the staff had gone home for the night. I was relieved about that because I wasn’t in the mood to speak to anybody, including Mariah.
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