I woke up to a tear stained pillow and sweat soaked clothes. I sat up and stretched, but was hit with the memories of yesterday, causing Cassidy to whimper loudly.
'I'm sorry Cass, you must be going through worse pain than I am.'
She didn't reply she just let out a soft whimper, telling me she had heard.
I turned on my phone and looked at the time 2:57, I had overslept drastically.
"Ughhh" I groaned as a sharp hit my stomach, making me curl up into a ball.
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Hand still on my stomach, I grabbed my phone, put on my password and clicked on the first notification.
I rolled my eyes and replied, annoyed with her fakeness.
I clicked on the second notification to see a text from Meredith. I changed her contact name and replied.
The next notifications were from Instagram and Snapchat.
You were tagged in meredithh's story.
You were tagged in JackHoover's story.
You were tagged in elainemoore's story.
You were tagged in theoneandonly's story.
106 more people tagged you in their story.
They had all posted different videos of Ethan rejecting me on their Snapchat and Instagram stories and tagged me, so people knew who it was in the video.
I was right, the news that Ethan Campbell, the famous fuckboy rejected the nobody, Rosalyn Ambrose had spread like wildfire and was all over social media.
I instantly wanted to throw up.
I hurried into the bathroom and spat up a mixture of punch, water, and random food particles. I knelt there for a while just dry heaving into the toilet.
Crawling into the bathtub, I took a long hot bath and tried to make a game plan.
'I can't go back to school today, not tomorrow either.'
'You'll have to face them, Ethan eventually Rosie."
"Well I can put it off for as long as I can. "
°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.° .°.°.゜.°.°.°.°.°.°.
I stood in the mirror and took a long look at myself.
'Am I fat?'
'Was all the make-up I wore useless?'
'Am I ugly?'
'Did I not dress slutty enough?'
'What about me made him reject me?"
I let out a sigh and slumped on my bed in defeat, no wonder he rejected me, I'm stupid, ugly, fat, and a nobody.
'You know that your not, don't say that. "
'What if his rejection had to do with what the Godess's warning.'
'The two might be connected, but I don't know why it had to be me.'
'I have a normal life, normal family, the only thing slightly odd was that my dad was the head trainer of the pack and people don't like him anyway.'
My phone continued to blow up with more notifications but I just muted it and lay in bed.
"The moon goddess really went eenie meinie maunie mo and picked my life to ruin.'
'She really messed up my whole life and future just for the fun of it. What a bitch.'
'I-
'No, my whole life was ruined in one night because of the stupid moon goddess.'
I felt myself start to get angry and clenched my fist tightly while glaring at my brightly painted bedroom walls.
'This is all her fault, she purposely chose me to inflict all this pain on!'
'Rosie, you don't know-
No Cassidy, don't you see? This isn't a good thing, she picked me to be rejected, she picked me to be ridiculed, humiliated just for laughs.'
'Rosie, I know that you are in pain right now, I'm feeling it too. But she warned us about this and told us to trust her.'
I blocked her out and started pacing about my room.
'I hate the moon goddess, she ruined my life. She took away my one and only soul mate. She did all this on purpose. I hate her so much. '
'I don't think that was her intention, remember? She said that she had a plan for us and we were special.'
'You don't understand Cassidy.'
I kicked over a pile of neatly folded clothes and continued pacing.
'No, you don't understand, she wouldn't do that to her children.'
'Yeah she would, don't be stupid Cassidy. She obviously doesn't care for us.'
'But-
'Shut up, I don't care. The Moon Goddess doesn't really care about us. To her, we are little dolls that she gets to control.'
I felt her start to get annoyed at me, as I was bashing her precious goddess. For some reason, that made me angrier and I kicked over my backpack, making all my textbooks spill out.
'Don't say that, if she she hears, you might be cursed, or even punished.'
Didn't you hear me? I don't care just shut up already Cassidy, you're making me mad.'
"You're using anger to deal with the pain you're feeling."
"Just shut the fuck up Cassidy!" I yelled out loud and pushed a glass mug onto the floor.
'Ugh, look at what you made me do.'
I grumbled and started picking the glass off the floor when I heard my room door burst open.
"Is everything ok in here?" The worried voice of my mom penetrated the silence of my room.
"Get out. " I kneeled there and glared harshly at my Mom.
"What? Rosal-
"GET OUT MOM!"
"No young lady, we will talk about this right now. " She entered my room and gasped at it's state. My bed was unmade, blankets on the floor, my clothes were scattered across the floor, my closet was disorganized, my desk was messy, there were dirty tissues all over the floor, my picture frame was cracked and the rug was 3 shades darker.
"What is this mess Rosalyn? You will clean this all up right now and I will be taking away all your privileges.
"No."
"What do you mean no? That's not how you talk to your mother. Apologise right now. "
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE" I exploded and banged my fist on the floor, feeling the glass cut my skin.
I saw her flinch and step back before changing her mind.
"No, we need to talk about th-
"GET OUT OF MY FUCKING ROOM MOM!"
She hesitated, clearly taken back by my language, as I had never cursed in my life.
"Leave. NOW"
"But-
"Before I say something I'll regret." I glared at her back as she left my room with her head down.
I suddenly felt a sharp pain as the wound on my finger began to bleed.
I grabbed the medical kit and started to disinfect the wound with a rag. It began to sting and for some reason more blood started pouring out onto the tiled bathroom floor.
"I hate my life."