Felicity's POV

As Warren and I walk out of the closet I almost trip on something that is on the floor. I look down to see a broom and dust pan, I guess this is what she came to put away. The guilt rushes back but I know I have to do this, no why I need to do this. I know the consequence of not continuing. Though to be honest part of me doesn't want to, I love how I feel around Warren. He is my only source of love, no where else in my life do I get that. My family doesn't care about me and due to my status as a "slut" I don't have any friends.

Warren and I part from each other to go to our separate classes. As I walked down the crouded hall I hear subtle and not so subtle whispers wash around me. With the "help" of my advance hearing it's hard not to ignore what they're all saying about me.

"What a slut."

"She's the reason my mate won't even look at me anymore. I don't get it. She's not even that pretty."

"Dude, that chick is so hot. I wonder how fast I can get that ass in my bed."

Yup, pretty much the same thing I hear every day. Nothing new to me.

What they don't understand is that at first I didn't choose this. It's true I tend to not mind it after a good tumble in between some sheets, but I never wanted this. I've had to harden myself to all the pain and name calling, to all the hurtful words that are thrown at me. I'm stronger now. When they look at me they think they know who I am but they don't. They only see what I want them to see. The person they see is a mask I have created so they don't see the scared and broken little girl underneath. They have no idea.

*****

I walk to my locked and grab my gym clothes. I have some free time before my next class so I decide I'm going to work out for a little bit. Then all of a sudden I hear my name being called "Hey Licy! Licy hold on!", he says as I walk away, I really don't want to deal with this right now.

"How are you doing Licy? Life of being an Alpha's lap dog treating you well?" Ugh why did Lance have to talk to me now? He obviously wants something, he always does.

"What do you want Lance?" "Well I was wondering my lovely flower, if you would like to go behind the bleachers with me for a little fun?" Hmm, although I just came from being with Warren, but I am always up for a second round.

"Yeah, sure. When?" "Well I was thinking right now?"

Meh, why not?

"Yeah okay, lets go. I'm warning you now I'm a little tired so you're going to have to do all the work this time."

Lance laughs at my response, "Beautiful, when have I ever had a problem with that when it comes to you?" "Well, true enough." I say with a shrug.

Lance and I go behind the bleachers and have our bit of fun together. Due to my abnormal amount of sexual activity it doesn't take me long to get turned on and find my release with Lance.

"Ew, Lance looks so weird when he cums." I hear my wolf in my head comment. I silently laugh at my wolf's joke and agree with her on his awkward facial expression. "What I don't understand is why he has to breathe so hard that it sounds like he's a cat trying to cough up a fur ball. Remind me why I agreed to this with him?", I respond. "To be honest Felicity I have no idea why...", as I refocus on what is going on around me I realize Lance was saying something.

"What, Lance?"

"I was saying thank you for the free bang. I needed that today, and out of all the girls I know I can depend on you for sex." He tells me.

Ouch, I know I'm a slut but hearing that kinda hurts. Makes me feel dirty. He speaks as though I were a prostitute, and nobody wants to hear that all their dependable for is a good rump in the sac. Whatever, it's not like his opinion really matters.

As Lance and I leave the bleachers and we go our separate ways. On reentering the school I notice a couple talking to each other by the girls bathroom, as I get closer to them I begin to hear what they're saying and on closer inspection I realize it's Warren and his mate! Crap, this can't be good!

"Look Lana, I know I rejected you but I just want to apologize for you walking in on Licy and I. I understand that may have been awkward for you, especially because we're mates but I want you to know that I'm trying my best not to hurt you. Although you were the mate destined for me you're not the mate I have chosen for myself. I love Licy and I always will. Nothing will change that." Phew that was close! I release the breathe I didn't know I was holding.

Warren hasn't noticed me yet because his back is facing me but I can see Lana's face. She has tears running down her face, you can see that hearing the words her mate is speaking is truly hurting her. I have to harden myself to these feelings of empathy, I can't stop what I'm doing.

"I understand Warren don't worry about me, I'll be okay. Go be with the woman you love...and here she is now." She says in a British accent as she notices me walking towards them. Seriously a British accent?! Who can resist those! Even I can't right now!

I walk up and link my arm with Warren's as he slightly turns to look at me. "Baby, where have you been? I've been looking all over for you. You weren't in the weight room like you usually are." Warren asks.

I kiss him on his cheek, as I pull back I use it as an opportunity to get a closer look at Lana. "Oh, I realized I forgot I had to drop an art book off I got last week at the library." I lie smoothly to him.

Warren smiles and says "Okay! Well lets get headed to our next classes. You have your music class right?" "Yup, I do! You always remember everything I have." I give him my brightest smile and turn to Lana "He is honestly the best boyfriend a girl could ever ask for, always remembering things and is continuously considerate of me." I say with a look of triumph knowing seeing us together will upset her and hoping she'll catch the look I'm giving her.

Without another word Lana walks away without looking up from the ground, oh well. I look over at Warren and I see his eyes follow her every movement.

"Come on Warren, lets go before we end up being late. You know how seriously Mr. Vanderhuff takes my piano lessons.", I say to pull his eyes away from her.

"That's because my girl is the most gifted pianist in the whole university", he answers with a proud look on his face and the biggest smile.

Together we begin walking and we drop by our lockers to grab my music book and Warren's books on Criminology. He drops me off at my class with a fare well kiss and leaves to his class.

I turn and walk into the small room that only Mr. Vanderhuff and I use. I'm only about five minutes late and know I'm going to get crap for even being that late.

*****

As I get to the middle of playing Chopin's Berceuse Op.7 in D-Flat Major, I begin to lose myself in the music and move my body rhythmically as I play. I have always loved this piece more than any other. It is so peaceful and smoothing for when you just need to relax after a hard day. All the tension I have built up through the day just suddenly disappears. It is a song I constantly play or listen to when my nightmares begin to surface or after I've gone through one of my harsher beatings.

The beauty of music is something completely other, that only a minimal few can truly understand and appreciate. I have always loved music, it was always so easy for me to get lost in the emotions and sound of it. I can almost remember the times when I was younger and still innocent listening to this piece and dancing around my house without a care in the world.

Playing or listening to classical music is the one time people will be catch a small glimpse of who I really am, if they really pay attention. But no one ever has and no one ever will.

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