She Can't Be Your Mate novel Chapter 82

"Yeah. Away from your mother." I cracked a grin.

"Not away from you," I spoke and unlocked the door of my new apartment. "It's not that far away," I added opening the door and smiling. This is going to be good. The summer flew by so quickly with me working two jobs and trying to find a place to live. I haven't had much time for my friends or even Gwen. When I did have free time, I spent it in ways that I know I shouldn't. But sometimes habits are so consuming, that they swallow you while and make damn sure you never crawl back out. I set the box down on the kitchen counter and turned the lights on.

"This is nice!" Gwen voiced her approval as she looked around.

"One bedroom, one bath. Full kitchen. Walk-in closet. Washer and dryer." I grinned as I looked around. "Plus it has a balcony. It's perfect." She nodded and flipped down on the couch. "Hey hey hey! We haven't finished unpacking yet! Not sitting. Up!" She groaned and stood up, looking around once more.

"Well. That anonymous donation really helped you out, now didn't it?" My heart thumped a little faster at the mention of the donation. I can't be entirely certain on the "who" factor, but I do know that it was a generosity from Zane or Forrest. I was hoping for the later. Zane followed up on his promise. I haven't seen him since that night, and I don't think I ever will. I don't know for sure, but I'd assume he'd be back in Washington leading his pack. At least that's what I hope. Sometimes when I feel like I'm being watched, I pray to go it isn't him. Maybe because then he'd know how bad I'm really doing. After a few hours, we had the boxes inside and some even unpacked-only what I needed.

"Okay, well I think I'm gonna start heading back," Gwen spoke and stood up. "I'll leave your car here and call an Uber. Are you going to be okay?" She pulled me into her arms and kissed my forehead.

"I always am."

~Devina's POV~

A few months later, I was fully settled in. It was almost October now and all though the weather wasn't changing too much, my hope was. Obviously, college is hard, but it's even harder not living with Gwen or being around my friends very often. I miss Zane too, as much as I hate to admit it, I miss his stupid self. I smiled at the thought of his boyish smile and green eyes. I sighed and cleaned up my freshly slashed arm. Things have only been getting worse. I only eat when my stomach growls so loudly, it attracts attention, I've fallen down into a deep dark hole and the only light I see is a tiny candle millions of miles above me. It's not promising either. It's almost as if it's raining above and the candle can extinguish any second now.

Once I finished cleaning my arm, there was a knock on my door. I looked down at my bare arm and sighed, not really caring who sees it anymore. I hurried to the door, reaching it just as the person began another short knock and pulled it open.