My Secret, My Bully, My Mates.
Chapter 0140

Chapter 0140

Chapter 0140 When all of my limbs are numb, and I can't even lift my arms to throw punches, I sit in front Of thenew bag and just stare at the hole I produced. The bowels of stuffing and sand spilling out onto thefloor in front of me. I don't even know when it broke. I just stare and cry, let the emotionalexhaustion take over, and a sick, twisted part of me hopes they feel it. Feel it to their core and itbrings them to their knees. I want them to feel the pain and heartache that they have contributed to,unconscious or not. At some point the weariness must have taken over, because the next thing I know, my eyes arefluttering open to the sounds of voices. Angry, but whispering voices. I strain to listen while I take inmy surroundings. "She has broken every bone in both her hands.. White walls, my bedroom walls are white right? "How is that even possible, she wasn't down there that long?" These sheets are scratchy, definitely not mine. "She punched a hole straight through the brand new bag! It's one hundred percent possible. I don't recognize the smell, I'm not in one of the guys rooms either. I wish these people would shutup, I'm exhausted. There are stress fractures in both forearms and in her lower legs that have already begun to heal.She is severely malnourished too, but that is probably a result of her level of training andparticipating in the trials and not replenishing properly. And don't get me started on the list of oldinjuries that were never treated properly before she got her wolf. I try to move my arms to sit up. "Ugh!" Everything hurts, what the hell happened? Even my hairhurts. "I hear her, please can I go in?" I know that voice. Luna Ava. "Yes, Luna, but only you. We don't want to overwhelm herwith too many people, she clearly has hadplenty to deal with. It took 2 of us over an hour to catalog all of her previous injuries. What are they talking about? Who are they talking about?

"What the hell is beeping? Can someone turn that off?" Is what mumbles out of my mouth as myeyes focus. "Oh, sweet girl. You're awake. You have no idea how happy I am to see those gray eyes." I blinkagain as I focus on Luna Ava walking over and grabbing my hand. I wince at the gentle touch. "What happened? Where am I?" "We had to bring you in when you passed out in the gym and Brett couldn't get you to wake up." '[Where is here?" I can feel my heart rate rising at the thought. "You're in the pack hospital sweetheart. Why didn't you tell me how bad it was?" She's whispering,tears filling her eyes. "Howbad what was?" I try to play dumb but my slow brain is starting to connect the dots of theconversation that was going on out in the hall. "You said the bullying wasn't that bad and you could handle it. "The beatings? The torture? Who cares? No one gives a sh*t or it would have stopped. No one inour school cares about helping anyone else, they only care about their own status and personal wellbeing. They all just keep their heads down and don 't make waves, because being aninconvenience is punishable anyway the principal sees fit and anyone else paid off. People look theother way when students are missing from classes, they don't bat an eye when injuries that havenothing to do with training show up. Why would anyone tell, when there is no one to tell?" I knowshe means well and she is not the real target for my anger, but she is here and she asked. I hopemy voice was loud enough for the jack *sses in the hall to hear through the crack in the door. 'We do care, there is just..." "Nothing to go on? No proof? Concrete evidence? I raise my eyebrows at her, trying to keep myvoice level, and she at least looks ashamed. "Those excuses are just more proof that not everyvoice is listened to with the same level of interest, if you aren't deemed important, then no one takesa second look The only important people are the future ranked leaders, just so you are aware." I situp and start to pull the IV out of my arm, wincing at the pain from the needle and all the bones stillhealing in my hands, and then peeling all the sticky pads off the various parts of my body as themonitors stac strong. Please come sit back down, we will make arrangements for you to be moved

back to your room at the packhouse if you don 't want to stay here. Luna Ava reaches for melooking like she wants to cry.