Page 53 of Soaring in Flames (Reborn 2)
Holy shit.
I let out a small pained sound and yanked away from the two behind me, blood dripping down my face and sweater.
“You are going to pay for what you did,” she warned as the three of them walked towards the door, “just remember that, whore. Your guys won’t always be around.”
What the hell had that been?
I leaned against the counter trying to steady myself, feeling a bit stunned as tears stung my eyes. I put my palms against my eyes as I let out a small sob feeling the pulsating break in my nose. I knew it would heal but it still hurt like hell. The door opened and I prayed like hell it wasn’t them again. I was so fucking done with getting beat on. I was so fucking done. Next time I was fighting back, no matter the consequences.
“Maya?” Henry’s voice was worried and his eyes hyper focused on the blood dripping from my nose.
I dried my tears and the blood, straightening my posture. “I’m fine. Can we just get out of here?” I didn’t want the boys to know about my inability to protect myself. I wanted to face a fight for myself one of these times. I was so tired of always having to be saved.
“What the hell happened? Was it those girls?” he snarled and I looked up, blinking back my tears.
“I need to get out of here,” I mumbled and walked up to him, intertwining our hands as he examined my expression, muttering under his breath. I knew they wouldn’t push me on it until we were home. It wasn’t like I didn’t plan on telling them...eventually. Then again, I was horrible at keeping stuff from them. I should probably just tell them. But how did I do that without them totally flipping out?
“Maya?” Jordan’s voice filled me with relief. If I could get anyone's advice it would be hers. “Henry? What the hell are you... Maya, who the fuck punched you?”
I looked at her and then Henry, “Some of Becky’s friends came in here and essentially said they were going to ‘get me’ for having her committed.” I didn’t really care about their words regarding my mates, I knew that it wasn’t just about ‘spreading my legs’ as they stated.
“Are you fucking serious?” Jordan snarled, looking more upset than I’d expected. “I’ll handle that dumb bitch.”
“No!” I lunged and grabbed her hand. “That was exactly what I was afraid of. I don’t want to deal with any of this anymore. I just want to leave. I do not wantanyonehandling this. Okay?”
Jordan searched my expression and then looked at Henry, my eyes trailing to my mate who looked furious. No, I meantrulyfurious, his form so tense he was nearly shaking. I swallowed as Jordan squeezed my shoulder and walked out without a word.Wonderful.Henry reached up and gently smoothed over my nose as I winced.
“Does it hurt?” he asked, then shook his head. “Of course it fucking hurts.”
“It will heal,” I promised, and then pulled his hand towards the door. Right into Marco’s flippin’ chest...
“Shit,” I mumbled as tears stung my eyes, my nose hitting right into his hard muscles.
“Marco, her nose,” Henry warned as two strong hands tilted my head back and a pair of mint green eyes darkened on me.
“Who the fuck did this?” he demanded, his jaw tight.
“Later,” Henry stated softly, “Jordan already knows.” I was very aware of the power my friend held at the school, especially since she had such a large group of wolves following her. I was finding my school was very non-human-ish.
I tugged away from both of them and walked towards the door feeling frustrated.Jordan knew.Which translated into, ‘she’ll handle it.’ Because of course, why would anyone listen to Maya? I clearly didn’t know what I wanted because how could I? I muttered a curse under my breath as I reached the car. I really didn’t like how much I’d sworn in the past thirty minutes but my nose really hurt. That was a good reason, right?
“Maya,” Ledger caught up to us, his voice sounding a bit panicked, “what’s going on?”
“Nothing,” I felt my jaw click as I slid into the car and pulled my knees up to my chest.
“She’s mad,” Sai noted, sounding surprised.
“Am I not allowed to be mad?” I asked under my breath, “Maybe that was one more choice someone should make for me.”
“Maya,” Henry spoke softly.
My jaw clenched as I avoided looking at Marco or him because that wouldn’t do any good. Nor would it do good to text Jordan because Henry had all but given her the go ahead to do something about it. Which in terms of shifter culture, as I was learning, was more of a command than a suggestion because...you know...dragons, I guess? I inhaled feeling more frustrated by the minute.
“Let’s just let her cool down,” Croy advised gently, but it didn’t make me feel better. Nor did Anani’s hand on my shoulder. None of it made me feel better.
“What is she upset about?” Atlas asked, confused.
“Nothing,” I felt my chest turn into scorching fire as I closed my eyes trying to calm down.
