72-1 Am Trash
“What files?” Maynard turned around and questioned me this time. It was all happening at such a pace that I was not able to respond to Maynard and only focus on one person at a time.
“Wait!” I pushed him gently to the side and came out from behind him to stare at Thiago, “Then what files were those?” my eyes were watery and my voice was soft. I knew I saw him taking pictures of some files. I was just a fool enough to think he took pictures of the files for me. Maynard was standing beside us with his eyes staring at one person and then the other. I bet he was trying to comprehend as much as he could from the way we were talking to each other.
“You want to know? Well it was a fucking information about my mother’s case that your pack and your Alpha King kept hidden from any of us,” he shouted back in my face and all I could do was step back and gasp in shock.
It then struck me. All that time, he wasn’t taking care of me for me, he was taking care of someone he had seen a potential to use in his favor. I was got used by him and couldn’t even fathom it right now. I missed my chance of getting information about my parents just because he was too bitter and didn’t care.
“You used me to unlock the vault and steal the files you wanted. You never cared about my parents or wanted to help me,” I said through sobs. My heart drowned in my chest with sorrow when I saw him nod his head.
“Yes! I used you.” finally, he confessed, why he was the first one to show interest in me.
“A vault, what are we talking about? What have you two done?” Maynard was now even more impatient and curious. I didn’t know how to tell him how the person I thought loved me and cared for me has fooled me because I have shown a lot of trust in Thiago to Maynard before.
“You never cared about me or my parents,” I repeated myself, this time, I even watched his face to see how he can react to it?
“Yes! I don’t care about your fucking parents. They can rot in hell for all I care, in fact, I hope they rot in hell,” he made sure he looks through my eyes and says it to my face.
I couldn’t hear him talk like that about my parents but when I raised my hand to hit him, he blocked it.
“Hey!” Maynard saw how tight Thiago’s grasp was around my wrist and reached him in panic.
“Don’t do that again. I have tolerated your annoying ass long enough. If you tried hitting me again, I’ll fucking hit you back harder.” the anger he displayed in his voice was genuine. He was not making it up.
He pushed me back but Maynard held me from falling down. I couldn’t even use my powers; I was just defeated by my own mate.
I didn’t utter another word and Thiago escaped the scene.
I turned around and rested my forehead on Maynard’s chest, thinking he will realize why I was spending so much time with Thiago but he didn’t.
He quickly pushed me back, making me stare at him in shock too. There was not only anger but triumph on the face of Maynard.
“I’m not your fucking second chance or a stupid shoulder to cry on whenever your favorite mate fucks you over,” he didn’t care when he said those words and left me alone to cry in my room.
I was heartbroken and humiliated.
That one moment made me dislike Maynard too as much as I disliked Thiago. But Maynard was upset because he wanted me to choose him.
Now I have lost all the hopes.
Soon night arrived and everybody was back in the room. I had swollen eyes and a puffy nose from crying for hours. It wasn’t even that I lost Thiago, but how he played me had unsettled me the most.
“And when are you coming back?” Lazlo was on the call with Jessica even when he arrived back.
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