The Alpha's Abused Mate novel Chapter 8

I was just entering the school building

To say my mate is cruel is an understatement. Guess what I got for breakfast today? You want to know, huh? Bread in a bowl with water in it. They basically shoved it in my face. The water wasn't even clean.

I refused at first but they forced me to eat it

As I walked through the hallway, I noticed people staring at me whispering. I'm used to people making fun of me but this is so weird.

I saw a group of students gathered in front of a wall. Some were taking pictures. I pushed through the crowd to take a look.

I gasped when I saw what the picture was.

It was a picture of me wrapped in a towel bending down to pick my clothes. Turns out when I bent down the towel loosened up a bit exposing my breasts. I remembered what happened yesterday.

"I don't know what you guys are looking at. There's really nothing to see here"

Everyone laughed.

There were posters everywhere

I couldn't help it, I started crying. I ran to my locker but there was a poster there. On top of it read.

Carla Brooklyn; America's Next Porn Star

I grabbed it and tore it, letting the pieces drop to the floor. I opened my locker and started bringing out my books.

The R Train decided to pass all dressed in pink. They stood beside my locker. Rachel was holding the poster

"Oh, look girls, who's this?" she asked pointing at the poster

"I don't know" Rachael said

"She looks familiar though" Raven said

"I wonder who" Roni added

Roli took the poster

She looked at it then at me

"I know who, its Carla. Your sister"

Rachel faked gasped collecting the poster from Roli. She looked at it.

"Carla, sister. It really is you. Aww and I thought I was the slut'

They all laughed. Tears kept coming from my eyes. Why would my own sister do this to me? What have I done to deserve all of this?.

She pouted and cleaned the tears from my cheek

'Aww, is the little baby crying?'

*SMACK*

She slapped me

"Good. You deserve worse than this bitch. I told you, you'll pay"

She held the poster up to my face and pointed at it

"This is just the beginning, sister. There's more where that came from. Let's go girls"

They flipped their hair before walking away

I looked at myself in my locker mirror. I wiped my tears away, brought out my biology books, closed my locker then went to my first class.

I took a seat at the back, where I could be far away from people as possible. Students started filing in laughing. Some pointed at me, mocking me. I just wanted to curl up into a ball and die.

"Carla" I heard a voice call

I looked up. It was Jake

"Hey" I whispered

He sat on the chair next to me

"Sorry bout what happened"

"Its okay I'm used to it" I shrugged sadly

"If it makes you feel better, I took down all the posters and tore them"

I pouted and the tears came out. I just couldn't stop them

Jake's eyes widened in surprise.

'I'm sorry. Did I say something wrong?"

I shook my head

'No, you didn’t. No one ever cared for me. I'm surprised you do. No one bothers with me" I said wiping my tears away.

A group of girls stopped by our table.

"Hey Jakey" a girl said

Her name is Sasha

He chuckled

"Giving me nicknames already I see"

She giggled

"Its because you're cute"

"Thanks"

"When I saw you two talking I couldn't help but wonder. Why are you hanging out with this waste of space?"

"She's my friend"

I smiled

"Please, a guy like you should be hanging out with the R train" another girl said

"Who are those?"

"The coolest girls in this school"

"Thanks, but no thanks. I'm fine with Carla"

I blushed at his words

"You're welcome to join us anytime you get tired of this piece of crap"

"I don't think that'll ever happen"

"Well, see you later"

They went to their various seats

"You didn't have to do that" I said

"I know, I wanted to"

He smiled. I almost melted but I remembered I have a mate

"A mate who doesn't love us' my wolf, Roxie said

"Oh, shut up" I retorted

The opening of the door was heard. The biology teacher, Mr Penn came in. He stood in his usual spot, the middle of the classroom.

"Good morning class"