Three longs days and nights.

That's how long Dawson has been gone. That's how long I've been torn asunder. Heartbroken beyond measure. That's how long I've been crying. Suffering because I was so completely gullible. He stole my virginity then stole my heart. Then disappeared.

How could I have trusted him so damn much? I left all my cards out on the table and ended up losing it all.

No call. No text. Nothing. I just don't understand what I did wrong? I'm totally devastated from his betrayal.

I have been staying in my room the entire time. Barely eaten a thing. Skipping classes because I can't bring myself to walk in the classroom seeing Dawson with her.

How could I be so damn foolish?

For years people have been stepping on me. Talking about me nonstop, treating me like a freak. An outcast. Like I don't belong.

When I found my mates I thought that everything would change. That things would finally get better for me. Boy how stupid was I?

I'm tired of always being the one who gets stepped on. I'm tired of being everybody's stomping post. I'm just so fucking tired.

It's time for a change. I'm done being this person. I deserve better than what life has handed me. I deserve to be happy once and for all!

I have to stop moping around and get my shit together. If Dawson wants Tawny then he can fucking have her!

I'm just done!

Hearing my phone buzz on the bedside table, I gingerly reach out to pick it up. I've been ignoring everyone during my pity party.

Looking at my screen I see I have 18 missed calls and 23 text. None of them are from Dawson of course.

My phone pings with a new text from Chaz. I feel bad for ignoring him during all of this. He's always been someone I could rely on. I love him dearly for it.

"I'm so sorry I just had to send this to you. Dawson is at Marks house with Tawny. I snap a picture of them of together. Please forgive me but I thought you should know."

Opening the picture I see Dawson and Tawny sitting on Marks loveseat. Tawny is on his lap, straddling him. She has her head bent down on his neck. Dawsons hands are grasping Tawnys arms. They look like they're both making out. Unfortunately it's a front view so I can't see their faces. But I get the general idea of what they are doing.

Fed up with all this shit I decide to finally text Dawson. I need to know what's going on specifically from him. I'm not going to let him be a coward by not facing me directly. I can't take being blocked out anymore.

"Having fun with Tawny at Marks house?" I need for him to know that he just got busted and I'm not sitting on the sidelines waiting any longer.

"What are you talking about?"

"I know your at Marks house with Tawny. I haven't seen or heard from you in three damn days! How could you do this to me? I thought you cared about me?"

"It's not what you think Promise. I'm not cheating on you with anybody!"

Fucking liar! He thinks I must be fucking stupid. To prove my point I forward him them the picture that Chaz just sent me.

I sit on the bed waiting patiently for his reply.

"That picture doesn't mean anything. It's not what you think. Please let me explain. I haven't done anything wrong!"

I don't believe a damn word he is texting me. I have the proof right on my very own phone. How can he still deny that they're not doing anything?

"I don't believe you Dawson. I saw the pic of you two what other proof do I need? I'm done with all of this. Just please come and pick up your things. Leave the key in the mailbox. I don't want to see you ever again. It's over!"

"Please Promise you have to believe me I would never do anything to hurt you. I'll be home soon and we can talk about all of this just please don't give up on me?" To late I already have!

"I don't want to see or talk to you Dawson. I'll set your clothes on the porch you can pick them up whenever you want. Move in with Tawny I just don't care anymore. I'm contacting my father to get Timothy to break the our link so you can be with her. I don't want you anymore. Have a nice life!"

"Hell fucking no Promise. I won't allow you to do this! You haven't even heard my side of the story. I'm leaving Marks place now I'll be there in a few minutes!"

"Don't even bother Dawson. I don't want to see you! I don't want to talk to you! You're just wasting your time with all of this. Just let me go!"

"No!"

Aggravated, I throw my phone on the bed. Clearly exhausted from everything that's going on.

Scrambling off the bed I have to go tell the guys just what was said. Warn them that Dawson is on his way and he's very upset. Both of my guys have been nothing but a blessing these last few days. Encouraging me to just forget about Dawson and move on with my life. I don't know what I would do without them by my side. Helping me in every way possible.

I catch them both cooking dinner, they have been going nonstop for three days taking care of my every need.

"Guys." They both turn in my direction.

"Dawson is coming." I explain to them what Dawson and I discussed in the text. The pic of Dawson and Tawny at Marks house. Each of them get angrier as my story goes on. By the time I'm finished with my explanation there's a pounding at the front door. Knowing it's Dawson I head straight back to my room. I don't want anything to do with him or to hear his explanation filled with horrible lies. Call me a chicken if you want but I basically run and hide.

Closing my bedroom door behind me, I lean on the door listening intently to the argument between my guys and Dawson.

"Leave Dawson! She doesn't want to see your cheating lying ass!" Jaye always so protective of me.

"Move Jaye I have to explain."

"Stop it Dawson! Haven't you done enough to her already?" Knox screams at him clearly getting more aggravated.

"She's my mate. I have a right to talk to her. Let me through!" He's not taking no for answer, I hear his footfalls stomping my way. My breathing starts to become erratic. Knowing I'm going to have to face him now. I start to get scared.

The doorknob rattles, jumping away from the door I stand in the middle of the room not knowing what to do. Dawson opens the door making it slam open against the wall with force. He walks in slowly, closing the door behind behind him. The door shuts with a resounding click signaling my forthcoming doom.

"Promise please talk to me." He stands before me with desperation on his face.

"No. Just leave." Dawson shakes head, silently making his way toward me. I back a step away from him.

"I did not cheat on you Promise. I swear I didn't. You have to believe me." The hell I do!

"Fuck off Dawson you haven't been here in three damn days! How am I suppose to believe a single word you say to me? I saw the picture of you two. I saw you at college. I'm not a damn fool and what is that on your neck? If that isn't proof enough of your cheating then I don't know what is!" He has a fucking hickey on his neck! Now the picture makes perfect sense to me now. Tawny was straddling him with her head down on his neck. If that isn't enough viable proof then I don't know what is?

"What?"

"You have a fucking hickey on your neck Dawson. A damn love bite! You can't tell me that she didn't give that to you or what you were both doing for you to get it! I may be dumb but I'm not clueless!" The nerve of him!

He rubs his neck where the hickey is on full display for anyone to see.

"It's not what you think." He has got to be fucking kidding me?

"What else am I suppose to think? Did you burn yourself with a curling iron? Come on really Dawson what kind of fool do you think I am?"

"She jumped on me out of freaking nowhere. Before I could get her off me she was sucking on my neck. I swear to you, I threw her off of me when I realized what she was doing. Please Promise you have to believe me." I don't think so.

"Just leave Dawson I'm tired of hearing all these damn excuses. I'll contact my father tomorrow and you can be with her after that. Please just go!" I'm tired of arguing with him. His excuses make no sense.

"I'm not leaving here until you listen to me. I do not like Tawny. I have not slept with Tawny. You're the only woman I have been with! I haven't been with anybody but you since I met you Promise." Geez! I wish I could believe that.

"Then where have you been these past three days? You haven't been here with your fucking mate. You haven't called or text or even mind-linked me! It's like you fell off the face of the planet or did you just fall into Tawnys bed?" He flinched. What was that? A guilty conscious?

"I did no such thing! If you would just listen to me and let me explain I can clear up everything." His pleading is falling on deaf ears. I can't stand to listen to this any further.

Gaining courage, I storm over to him. He eyes me with trepidation. Good! I want him to understand me clearly. I rear my hand back and slap him across his beautiful face. His jerks to side from the slap I inflicted on him. I could give a rats ass less.

Stepping around him angrily I make my way to the door. I'm done with all of his bullshit!

Before I can exit I feel his arms wrap around my legs stopping me from going any further. Looking over my shoulder with my hands braced on the doorframe. I see him crying, with my red hand mark planted across his cheek.

"Let me go Dawson. We're done!" He grips my legs tighter not letting me go.

"Please Promise. Don't do this. I can explain. Please don't leave me." He's practically begging. Now I feel guilty about hitting him but not guilty about wanting this over. He made his bed now he gets to sleep in it.

"Dawson let me go!" Knox and Jaye hear the commotion, they finally make an appearance. They eye us both, with me barely being able to stand and Dawson on his knees with his arms still wrapped around my legs.

"I'm not leaving Promise. Not until you hear me out. I'm not going anywhere." Sighing out from pure dissatisfaction. I can't believe our lives has to come to this. Looking down at Dawson. I realize that all of the arguments are not getting us anywhere. It's an endless cycle of torment for both os us.

"Fine! You don't have to leave. I will!" Trying to pry my legs out of his grasp.

"No!" Everyone of my mates scream out at me in unison. Seeing the desperation on Knox and Jayes faces I feel a tremendous amount of guilt in me. How can I leave and break their hearts when neither of them have done anything to me. Only Dawson is the culprit. Since he has resigned himself to not leaving I only see one other option before me.

"Fine! I will stay! But I'm sleeping on the couch!" Yanking my legs out of Dawsons grasp I nearly fall over luckily Knox catches me. Turning back to Dawson once I'm steady on my feet I see the tears streaming down his face with my mark flaring off of his cheek.

"And the link?" Dawson ask desperately, seeing his desperate state makes me feel all different things. On one hand he's treated me like total shit! He acts like he's cheating on me. On the other he's continuously demanding that his innocent. I don't know which one to believe anymore.

"I won't contact my dad. But that doesn't mean I forgive you either. I'll let you decide your fate. Either you're with me or you're with her! You can't have it both ways!" Beyond exhausted I give in. I can't handle anymore crap tonight that's for sure.

"Promise if I cheated on you wouldn't you have felt it? It would have caused pain through our bond. Isn't that proof enough?" Confused at his question, I didn't stop to think about what would happened if he did indeed cheat on me. Yes, I would have felt it through the bond but there's only one problem with his question.

"You're right the problem is I haven't marked you yet. So the bond isn't that strong until I do. If I marked you then I would have nearly died if you cheated on me. Guess it's a good thing I didn't do it yet. With you only marking me and me not doing it return I would have only felt a twinge of pain. The problem is Dawson every since I saw you with Tawny that's all I've been feeling, is pain!" Turning on my heals to get away from him leaving him to think over my last statement, I head for the couch to get some much needed sleep. I don't care about eating diner or that I didn't bring a blanket or pillow with me. I just lay down turning my back away from them all. Wanting to escape from all this fucking agony. From all the questions and doubts.

From all the fucking pain!

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