Amethyst's POV
He didn't stay there for too long. He left, as usual.
But for once, he wasn't my priority. My friend was.
"Vivian?" I called out her name softly. She slowly looked up. Her pale skin was now tainted with reddish hues.
I finally noticed how upset she was and how tired her eyes were.
Vivian was a girl who always liked to keep herself presentable — the perfect makeup, the perfect clothes, and the same sweet smile.
No matter what life throws at her, she would smile. It's like her second nature.
She can never stay upset for too long. She's naturally cheerful.
"Do you want to talk about it?" I slowly patted her back, trying to comfort her.
"I feel better after crying. I am sorry. You are already sick and I -"
I couldn't bear to hear more from her. She has always been there for me, keeping my needs before her own.
I couldn't make it about myself, not when she's openly crying to me for the first time.
I simply couldn't.
"I am perfectly fine but you are not. Just know that no matter what it is, I'll always follow you. To the heavens. To the hell. You will always find me by your side." She finally smiled.
But it wasn't the one she shows everyone. It's a genuine one.
The one where the sides of her eyes and her under eye's skin folded a little. The small dimples that only appear when she's forcing herself to give a big smile, wasn't there.
"We are getting late, do you want to miss the first class, like always?" I teased her a little.
She hated attending the first three classes because we attend different lectures. She would always whine about how unfair it was, how besties should always stay together.
The school doesn't have basic manners. I would laugh but honestly, I agree with her.
"It's your research paper submission day. Obviously, we have to attend the classes. You are so smart. The entire class is busy figuring out their sleeping schedule and you have already finished writing a paper. I know the teacher is proud of you!"
"It's because I don't sleep that's how I managed to finish one. I literally had to beg people to sit for a while and answer my questions!"
I get horror just by thinking about it. I like talking. I am not an introvert but then again, I wasn't a people's person either.
"Sure, sure. Let's go."
The journey from home to college wasn't that far but we have to cross the forest.
The school was somewhat normal. Humans study there. And so does other creatures.
Humans don't know that or maybe they do, they just don't show it.
Sometimes I think what I am. I am not a human but what am I? I don't have any special powers either.
I wasn't human but I was humanlike and maybe that's why I was so hated.
"Man, I wish I simply could turn into my wolf form but then again, if a human sees me, they'll cry. Or try to kill me so that they can make a freaking wolf fur jacket out of me!"
Vivian wasn't a fan of humans. They are worse than animals, she says and I sometimes agree with her when I realize that they actually are.
And soon, the beige coloured building came to our eyesight.
"We are here. Stay away from the jerks and if something's bad happens, just press the button I gave you, ok?" She was serious.
I nodded my head.
I won't. She doesn't need to know that I get bullied here as well.
The pack has some very strict rules.
You can't harm a human or there would be serious consequences. I can't let her suffer.
After she left, my smile dropped. I was scared. More than I should be.
It's a important day.
"Please moon goddess...."
I clinged to my bag and started walking.
"Hey, Amethyst!" I stopped on my tracks. It's Mr. Snow.
A nice human. My teacher. The only one who believed in me.
He's really nice. Too nice.
But he believes in my potential.
"Hello, sir."
"Haha, did you finish writing your paper?" He asked as his fingers were tracing my left shoulder.
"Endure. He's the only one," I repeated in my head.
"Yes, sir. I did." I moved away a little, the smile not leaving my face even for once.
"Be sure to come in my room with it. I'll go now." His smile was too big and his eyes were weird.
I didn't like how close he was. But he's nice.
I still smiled. And he left after another lingering touch on my shoulder.
I wanted to cry.
I looked at my right and he's there. He wasn't looking at me.
He's looking at the way Mr. Snow just left.
He looked disappointed. At whom, I didn't know but I was disappointed at myself, too.
I knew what was going on yet I didn't stop. I couldn't.
It's my ticket to getting a scholarship and only he could help me.
Shame, hatred, anger, and disgust was getting too overwhelming. I could feel something hurting my throat. Something was stuck there.
I gulped it down and started walking, my head down. I didn't know how to meet anyone's eyes or mine.
The trembling of my hands didn't help either. I could only continue walking.
Everyone around me was getting blurry and I couldn't hear anything — except the voices in my head.
"Why can't you grow a backbone?"
"You are a weakling."
"You deserve to die, just like your parents."
"Sinner."
"Just die."
No, I want to live. I can't give up fighting, not yet.
Vivian loves me. I promise to be by her side — forever.
I have to live, at least for her.
Something hits my head. I halt on my tracks.
It's a paper. I bend down to pick it up and that's my biggest mistake because someone kicked me after, making me land on the ground.
"Oh, no.."