Angie's POV~

I laid on the bed, blood seeping beneath my skin, ribs fractured. There will be no doctor, no evidence once Zack is done with me. He loomed over me with hands fisted and dark green eyes never leaving from my body. Purple welts were scattered across my abdomen like a disease as my shirt was rolled up to the top revealing the damages on my skin. It hurt to breath. Bashed in my eyes, a batter face, bloody tears... I guess that is what I get for letting him hurt me.

In my nights he was my monster and in my days he was the same. There are times that I can't tell the nightmare of my reality from the fiction of my nightmares.

It doesn't matter though.

No one will believe me what Zack was actually capable of doing. With nonchalant ease he crushes every ounce of self worth I glean, failing to disguise how delighted he is to deal his favorite blows upon my figure. He chose to whip and destroy. They light up his insides with a sickly glow that shines in those languid eyes.

My breathing came out shallow as my swollen eyes slowly looked up at Zack's bare chest, heavily rising and falling.

"I'm sorry," was all that came out from his lips. "But you left me no choice," his jugular vein slightly popping out as he gritted his teeth together. He angrily ran a hand through his hair and gave his back to me. I wheezed for each time I breathed, it took a lot of pain effort for my part.

"You should have stayed like I told you so," he turned back and banged his fist against the wall. "Why don't you ever listen to me?!" he rose his voice.

He roughly sat on the edge of the bed and gripped my ankle, my body too sore to move. He pulled me down without mercy and yanked me to sit next to him. Every ounce of my body screamed pain yet my lips remained still.

"Beg," He huskily spoke, pulling me on his lap. "I want you to beg," he dug his fingers deep in the skull of my head.

I slightly cracked my lips open as no words came out.

It hurt.

Everything hurt.

"Why aren't you begging?" he made small circles on my cheek with his thumb.

Sweat rolled down from my forehead as he gripped tighter onto my body.

"W-water..." My voice rasped. "I n-need w-water." I licked my chapped lips.

"Water you say?" He purred as he brought his lips closer to mine. "You know what you have to do," he grinned and teased me with his lips.

He will keep on insisting until I do so.

I winced as I slowly left from his lap and bowed my head as I got on my knees in front him. He stood up, his shadow looming down onto my weak figure.

"Please..." Tears swelled my unblinking eyes as they stared down inactively on the floor. "I beg you..." I looked up at him, "To forgive me..."

He squatted down leveling his eyes with mine and smirked. His malicious grin causing bumps to crawl on my arms.

"I love it when you beg," he roughly pulled me up by the arm and slammed his lips upon my swollen bleeding lips. He then threw me on the bed like a rag doll and walked off to the bathroom.

"Help...me..." Tears streamed down from my eyes as I looked up at the ceiling.

No one could hear me.

No one could save me.

Seconds later Zack appeared with a clear liquid in a glass.

"You could have done so much better but I guess that was good enough," he walked towards the foot of the bed and aggressively turned my body over so I could be facing him on my side. He poured the glass of water over my head, making the water soak on my clothing.

I wanted to drink water not bathe in it!

I sat up and gasped as the water came in contact with my burning skin. The clothes on me stuck on my body like another layer of skin and revealed my bra from my shirt.

"Now tell me Angie," He sat next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulder, "Tell me why you left when I deliberately told you that you had no permission to go!"

"I wanted my freedom!" I was finally getting my strength back as my anger ran through my veins.

He pushed me flat on the bed and hovered over me with his elbows caging on my sides.

"How many times do I have to tell you that no is NO!" He spat making his spit fly out.

"You can't keep doing this to me!"

"I can! And babe I can do so much worse if I have to..." His deep voice rumbled out from his throat as his eyes checked me out.

"I hate you..." I gritted my teeth and pushed him away from me.

"Too bad," he spoke as I ran into the bathroom. "Our lives are meant to be together... Like it or not."

I locked the door and rested the back of my head against the door. The pain in body was slowly going away as my healing was doing its part.

I should be dead.

I should have died long time ago.

Tears ran down my face as I gritted my teeth and fisted my hands.

I want to die.

"Angie?" Zack's voice was laced with regret. "I'm sorry." I could imagine him resting his forehead against the door.

Sorry shouldn't hurt. Sorry should be sincere. Sorry should actually mean it. Sorry shouldn't be used more than once for the same thing. Sorry is a lie...

"Why do you keep doing this to me," my voice cracked.

"You left me no choice," his voice cracked as well. "You're mine... I can't stand another male to look at you."

I slightly opened the bathroom door and stared into his green eyes.

"I love you Angie," he whispered.

"Your love hurts me."

"I just don't get it why you always have to talk back to me!" his calm mood left no trace as once again his anger controlled him. "You stupid bitch! I don't even know why I keep on loving you back when all you do is keep pushing me away!"

"Then let me go!" I yelled.

"Never!" He grabbed my wrist and pulled me away from the bathroom. He hugged me in his arms and started to breath heavily. "I can't live without you. Tell me who was that man with you. Tell me so he can pay for your pains."

Simon...

He was responsible for many things. Things in the past that his father did to my family and things that Simon himself did to me. Stupid, arrogant, selfish, bipolar Simon was all of that and many more. Even with all of his defects, we ended up saving each other. A stupid mistake I did but one which I don't regret. I brought my eyes to stare into Zack's dark green orbs and saw my own reflection within. I was a mess thanks to Zack.

"Tell me Angie," he grabbed me firmly by the shoulders and slightly shook me. "Who was that man?"

"Simon." was all I said before Zack made me fall on the floor.

"What?! That one alpha guy?"

"Yes that one alpha guy," I rhetorically spoke back as I got back on my feet, my butt sore after all of that falling and hitting.

"What did he want?" His muscles tensed.

"Nothing. It was all just a coincidence."

"Coincidence doesn't exist," Zack's eyes went dark. "Coming from Simon, everything has a purpose. Tell me what really happened."

Nothing happened just everything. I never thought I will ever see Simon again. I have so many questions to ask him, so many bad things I want to do to him yet I found myself wanting to keep him safe from Zack.

"He saved me that's all."

"From what?" Zack ended up cornering me.

"From a human..." I felt my shoulders go stiff.

"See what I am telling you?" he rose his voice at me and banged a fist on the wall just missing my face by a centimeter. "You see yourself being locked up in the apartment like a punishment when really I am only trying to protect you. Humans are out there and they only know how to hurt."

"You don't know that," I protested. "Not everyone could be the same just like we are nothing alike. Just like they hurt, you know how to do it worse," I spat, pointing him my purple-black eye.

His jaw clenched as he stared at my bruise.

All I did was left the apartment for a few hours. Never did I think I will end up seeing Simon again. Just like I hate Zack, I may hate Simon a bit more. It was not fair they could go outside while all I do is remain locked inside, away from the sunlight, from the grass, from the world, I am kept locked in like the typical house cat. I never chose to come to the city. My mind replayed back ten years ago back when I was in highschool. Thanks to Simon I never graduated. All I did was in vain. Nobody wanted to see the janitor's daughter passing. I remember crying in the janitor's closet when Simon appeared out of nowhere. I saw my life flash before my eyes and ever since then I swore to never see him again and leave the pack that only brought deeper darker memories to me. I left my father and ran off with the only closest thing I had to me. My brother and I left that past to take part of a new future.

A future that only got worse for me when I met Zack.

Why did I had to be mated to someone so cruel and cold hearted?

"I don't care what you think. I know more than what you think. Enough of that tell me about Simon," Zack's eyes lit up in interest.

"I know nothing about Simon." I told him honestly.

"Then find him."

"Excuse me?" I frowned.

"You heard me," he walked off to the nearest drawer and pulled out a towel. "Go find him," he smirked. "Maybe seduce him or something and bring him to me."

"Find him? I don't understand...you just beat me up for being with him in a misunderstanding situation and now you want me to look for him? Not to mention seduce him. Are you crazy?!" I hissed.

"Crazy?" He flashed me rows of perfect white teeth. "I'm insane. Want to join me in the shower?" he gestured me with his eyes to the bathroom.

"No."

"Very well then. If you can't do it with me then maybe Simon can convince you," he grumbled and slammed the bathroom's door shut.

*****

"I have had it with him!"

"Shhh! He's going to hear you," Will hissed at me through clenched teeth.

"Could someone please explain what the mother trucker is wrong with him," I vigorously washed my arms in the sink.

"Language Angeles," Will scolded me.

"I said trucker not fucker." I gave him a deadpan look.

"You said it!" he gasped.

"It's not like it's from another world. If Zack can use it why not me?" I challenged.

"Because he is our leader."

I hated being who I am.

What I was.

The tattoos from my arms started to wash away as I just let the water cascade down onto my arms. Only the tattoo on my cleavage remained. My whole body ached and hurt with each move I do. If only I could wash that away.

"I'm sorry sis. I'm sorry I can't help you how I really want to but you got to understand Zack. He loves you."

"Loves me?! Does this look like love to you?!" I showed him my punched eye. "Not only that but if it weren't for my healing powers I could be dead! I got bruises inside and all over my body!"

Will shushed me again nervously and closed the door behind him.

"You have got to stop yelling out everything you got to say about Zack," he warned me.

"I hate it when you don't defend me like you used to do." I glared at him through the mirror.

"You know I wish to but with Zack we can't joke around with. We owe him our lives and you owe him your heart. I would do anything to have my mate back." Will's eyes started to water.

I quickly stopped what I was doing and got over to him to embrace him in my arms.

Two years ago my brother's mate died in his arms. That was all I knew. Ever since then he will hide his pain and his broken heart through a fake smile or jokes to ease the dark feeling. There were times that dark thoughts would cross his mind. Luckily I've been there for him. I can't lose him too.

Just like I've left my family behind, Will was all who I got.

"Just try to understand Zack. He has been through a lot." Will hugged me tighter, afraid to leave me. Zack after all was his best friend.

"Simon found me." I changed the whole conversation.

"What?!" He let go of me and took a step back. "But how?!"

"That man I was with when you found me? That was Simon. Pure coincidence I say," I shrugged. "But not only that, Zack wants me to bring him to him."

"Bring him then."

"Wait what?" I was shocked at my brother.

"You know how much I hate him. Zack more than anyone else hates him even more. Thanks to Simon our whole specie is in danger of extinction. He must pay..." his eyes darkened.

Simon...

I stood up tall holding in my pain and opened the door.

Even though the plan was absurd I had to do something.

Simon must pay indeed.

And I will find him again if it's the last thing I do.

"Wish me luck," I looked back at my brother.

"Where are you going?"

"What I should have done a long time ago." I ran off.

I ran out from the apartment and went in search for the unforgettable Simon.

Life is weird, unpredictable, and overall cruel in its own way. Cliché you could say and boy do I hate them. It is as if destiny wants to mock me just for who I am. Just when things couldn't get worse or complicated... It just did.

I bumped into a chest and met two pair of hazel eyes.

"Angie!" Simon smiled.

He smile?

Okay now I have seen everything.