Chapter Six (Part Two)

Chapter 6 Part Twooooo! :) This is the ending of six. Next one will be chapter 7. Thanks for reading!

Chapter 6 Part Two

They say that if something is meant to be that you should let it go and if it comes back to you, that it truly was meant to be. I tried so hard to believe that, but my hope was dwindling.

It wasn’t because I didn’t want to go to him. I mean, he was my mate and the pull toward him was simply irresistible… it was because of who he was. Mates are supposed to be your other half; the one person who you can trust completely. That was the reason I walked away.

He was a liar and a cheater. He had used countless people to get where he is now and I couldn’t be with someone like that.

I know that I was also a liar, but it wasn’t exactly like I had a choice in the matter being forced out onto the streets. I had to survive somehow and it really was my only choice.

He had a choice. He didn’t have to choose his life. The worst thing though? He knew he had a mate, and yet he still slept around.  He wasn’t known as the playboy because he knew how to play sports or something like that…it was because he had countless women groveling at his feet for his affections and he gave into them.

As I sat huddled on a side street wishing that I hadn’t discarded the credit card he said I could keep at the moment, I realized that soon I wouldn’t be able to handle being away from him. I felt the pull from him, and it was almost painful to ignore it.

It was literally beckoning me to him and I was trying my hardest to ignore it, but there was only so much I could do. So, I wasn’t surprised when I realized I had subconsciously started walking toward the part of town he lived in.

It wasn’t long before I had to sit down from exhaustion. Lack of food and sleep will do that to a person. I had walked into a café a few minutes ago and people were giving my grimy state stares that would make others cringe in fear.

I saw a waitress warily make her way towards me with her yellow notepad out ready to take my order.

“What can I getcha?” she said.

I ignored her and instead asked, “Where are your bathrooms?”

She pointed to the left where I could see a short hallway. I murmured a quick thanks and slowly got onto my wobbly feet, but before I could take a step the world started to get shaky.

My last thought before I hit the ground was oddly something I never thought I would hear myself think. Ash, help me…

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Ash’s P.O.V.

I felt her cry for help. It echoed in my mind like a siren and made me drop the phone I held in my hand.

Ash, help me…

I didn’t quite understand what was going on, but I found my feet started to walk on their own accord.

“Have you been keeping tabs on her?” I snapped harshly at my Beta as I came upon him.

He looked extremely confused and that was all the confirmation I needed to know that something was truly wrong.

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I searched for over an hour before I finally found out what was going on. I found out that she had been on the streets. The streets! She had thrown away all the money and the credit card apparently and was sleeping on the streets with no food! That stupid girl!

I was listening to her doctor about how she would need to stay under medical supervision until her strength was back up and that was really the only thing I heard other than the fact that she almost died.

She almost died and I wasn’t there for her. I shouldn’t have let her walk away. I should have chased after her and begged her to stay.

I was finally done talking to the Doctor and was allowed to see her.

I walked into the bright hospital room and was immediately met with the tangible smell of antiseptic. It made my nose hairs curl and my eyes water, but what really shocked me was the tiny woman lying on the hospital bed.

I walked over to her slowly and touched her cheek. She was so cold. If it weren’t for the fact that I could hear her heart and the monitor beating, I would have thought her dead.

The starvation was clear in her features. He eyes had a bluish tint under them and it was saddening to see.

I felt a wetness start to roll down my cheek and I was astonished that I was crying. I sunk to my knees slowly and let out a small cry of anguish.

I knew it would probably wake her, but I needed to look into her eyes and tell her how much I needed her.

Her eyes slowly opened and looked around frantically. After about 30 seconds, they finally rested on me.

“You came for me”, she whispered hoarsely.

Then, with a small smile on her lips, she drifted back off to sleep.