Wednesday was a wake up call for me, I don't care what Saint says to me but I know he won't drop that blonde of his. I happened to have witnessed them making out by the school parking lot.
"I'll drop her." He said, bullshit. I've spent the rest of the week avoiding him and keeping our conversation short, he has been trying to get me to talk to him and I've done everything to stay out the bathrooms alone.
I can't believe I let one kiss determine how I feel about him, I mean I know I like him but he's the one that's not ready for the mate bond. He's fucking playing with me and I'm sick of it, I'm not going to sit here and wait for him to be done with that blonde so he can run back to me.
I just can't believe he's still picking her over me, like what the hell am I doing wrong? He's the one that practically begged me to accept the fact that he's my mate and now he's making out with her! And I'm the whore!
"Nadia you ready?" I hear my dad shout form down stairs and I rush to the mirror to put on diamond dangling earrings, I have a black blazer with matching shorts and a Gucci belt. My hair is out for once and I've even curled it and baked my face, show him what a brunette can really do.
I have a silk top on to finished the look, I garb my heels before heading down the stairs and getting in the elevator with my father. I look over to him and he give me a small nod "Who you trying to impress?"
"I have no one to impress," my heart hurts a little at the sad reality. I follow my dad to his car and I get in with bare feet which have become a routine for me.
"Are you okay?" My father asks and I nod buckling myself in, I don't know if I can go into that house again. I get now why Saint said that me denying the bond will be hard for the both of us, at least for me.
I've been feeling that void ever since our last kiss, I haven't been myself lately. I can't get him out my head and I've even had dreams about him sleeping next to me instead of me being alone.
But I'm mad, I'm mad at him for telling me that he'll drop her and then he goes and makes out with her. I'm mad at myself for letting myself get in way too deep, the more I want him the more my heart yearns for him.
My dad comes to a stop but I can't get out "I can't do it, I don't want to go in." I look over at my dad and he notices my now glossy eyes.
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