Claimed By My Three Alphas
Chapter 64

AMERY

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First period was over and sadly, I didn't see signs of the boys anywhere. I had tried searching for them with my eyes but they were no where to be found. Did something happen to them perhaps? They always come to school early and had never missed a single day so today was a bit off when I realized that they haven't called in.

As much as I didn't want to get scared or panic, I just couldn't help but get worried. This was their first time in the human world and they are complete strangers to the happenings of things going on around here.

What If they had been captured by mad scientists who had figured out their identity? Nah, it only happens in movies and my imagination was probably running wild due to how stressed I was.

I picked up my notes from the locker and made to close it but someone beat me to it and slammed it hard causing a loud bang. I flinched when it hit me that I had almost lost my finger.

"The HELL!" I screamed out loud and whipped my head to see the person that had almost caused me to loose my finger. "What the f**k is wrong with you?" I yelled at Natasha who had circled me with her gang of fake botox barbies, just like I fondly called them. She tilted her head to the side and popped the gum in her mouth. I found it irritating and utterly disgusting. "What exactly do you think is wrong with me Amery?"

"You see.." She trailed off and took a step forward so that we were only inches apart from each other. "When I heard that you tried to take your life after the video incident, I was very happy that you had made the right choice but no, you came back here with your shitty attitude to take what's mine away from me?" She arched her brows while her lips pursed in anger.

"And what exactly is yours because I'm not following." I hissed at her audacity to even approach me.

"Stay away from Asher or anyone for that matter." She warned. "Sean is still in love with you so stick to him instead. Trust me, he's good for you."

I laughed. A empty and emotionless one that had me tearing up while I collected the droplets that fell from my eyes. "Sean is mine? After you shamelessly made out with him in front of the entire student body, you still have the guts to say that he belongs to me?" "Apparently." She rolled her eyes at me. "He had always been yours to begin with."

"You and I were friends Natasha. We practically did everything together but you went behind my back to make out with my supposed boyfriend and as if it wasn't enough, you're asking me to stay away from three new guys who wants absolutely nothing to do with you?" I scoffed. "Looks like you should get your whoreness into control because you're definitely going to need it."

"Did you just call me a slut?" She demanded, eyes glaring at me in all directions.

"Aren't you one?" I countered and her eyes flared up in anger. I turned to face my locker but she pulled me by my hair and pushed me to the ground. I fell and landed on my butt. She attacked me for a second time and a fight ensured between us. Just then, a teacher appeared and pulled us away from each other.

"You're so going to regret ever calling me a slut Amery. I'll get back at you I promise." She threatened with a fierce look while I tried to adjust my dress.

"You called her a slut?" The teacher faced me with an angry look on his face.

"She started it." I pointed at her but she flipped her head backwards dramatically.

"Detention, both of you." She ordered in a stern voice. I picked up my books from the ground and with a one last look, I made my way to detention class.

When I arrived, I got in and was surprised to see Quincy seated there as well. MY heart stopped for a brief moment and I went breathless.

How on earth did he end up in detention? And to think that I was actually worried about not showing up.

"Take a seat." The teacher in charge of detention instructed me and I took a seat at the far end of the class away from him. I can't believe that I had run into him again.

I brought out my books and placed them on my desk to go through them since I would be stuck in here till only God knows when.

Detention wasn't so bad except for the fact that Quincy and his new gang of delinquents kept on throwing papers at the teacher. Since his arrival, he'd somehow garnered the reputation of being the school's resident bad boy.

He ran with the crowd of rebels and delinquents, always in and out of detention. Not to mention the trail of heartbreak he'd brought along with him.

In the detention room, we all laughed at his antics and when the teacher turned to see who it was, we stopped laughing.

Quincy threw it at him again, causing Mr Evans to growl in anger.

"Who threw that?" He asked but I simply ignored and focused on my books.

It doesn't hurt to have fun once in a while but I sadly wasn't interested as long as that fun had to do with someone like Quincy who was known for his notorious attitude.

The teacher continued with what he was doing when he didn't replace the culprit. I smiled and just then, someone threw one at me. I looked up only to see Quincy smiling at me with a cocky grin.

I know it's him. He always had a way of trying to get to me. Even when I was trapped in his realm, he had always found pleasure in torturing and getting me upset.

But I ignored him this time.

Quincy didn't stop, however. He kept it on, again and again and again-

Frustrated, I tore my notes and squeezed it into a ball to do the same to him, but Mr Evans caught me before I could take the shot.

"Amery, what do you think you're doing?" He questioned, placing his phone on his desk.

"I... I... Mr Evans, it's not what it looks like." I was a stuttering mess.

"Well it looks like that to me. I caught you red handed, Young lady. You're the one throwing paper airplanes at me, so care to explain?" He demanded, bringing down his glasses a bit lower from his eyes so that it settled on the bridge of his nose. "I swear sir, I don't even know how this got here. I wasn't trying to throw it at you. It's him... " I said and pointed at Quincy but he raised his empty hands in the air innocently.

He chuckled when the teacher wasn't looking and I gave him a hard glare.

"It hasn't even been minutes since you arrived and you're already causing havoc again? Weren't you just suspended a few weeks ago?"

"But sir, I..."

"You're on cleaning duty, Amery, and until school dismisses. Tell the janitor that you would be covering up his duties for him by cleaning up the gym on his behalf. Might as well think about what you did while you're there." He added. "But Mr Evans! I did nothing-"

"Another word from you and the principal would be filing a month long suspension for you."

My heart dropped and anger boiled within my veins.

I stood up and headed out of detention class. I was so angry and pissed that Quincy had done something like that to me. I made my way to the gym but Quincy cornered me, successfully blocking my path. "Amery."

"Get out of my way, Quincy." I almost growled.

"Don't be mad. I could help you clean up. You've been ignoring us and I figured that the best way to get your attention was by-"

"Almost getting me suspended?! What is wrong with you all? Why can't you just leave me the f**k alone?"

"You're our mate. We can't just do that. It's our duty to be there-"

"I don't want you there! I don't want any of you around me at all." My voice broke, emotions seizing my heart. "Don't you realize that you're all just bad luck? You just landed me in cleaning duties, Quincy. That is exactly why I avoid you!" "I'm so sorry I threw that paper at you. I was aiming for the dude next to you but you got hit instead." He tried for a smile, regardless of the intensity of my anger.

Was this a joke to him? Was I a joke?

"Oh please, you did that on purpose. I already had s**t on my plate from the late suspension, Quincy, and you just had to add your baggage to it. Do you think that's something just sorry can fix?" I yelled. He's a jerk that doesn't care about anyone but himself, just like his brothers.

"I'm..." He trailed off but I raised a finger at him and he clamped his mouth shut in an instant.

"I hate you." I screamed at his face. "Yes, it took me a while but I've realized that I hate all of you, and I hate myself more because I get to see your faces everyday." I said in contempt. A deep scowl on my face while he just watched me without uttering a single word, something darker taking over his expression.

"Everyday I spent in that realm with all three of you was just a series of near-death disasters. It was all suffocating to the point that I couldn't breathe." I hit my chest when I felt my rib cage getting constricted and my breath coming in pants. Something about getting close to him and being upset had set off a weird sensation within me, maybe my wolf, and I could feel how agitated she had become.

It hurt.

"I regret it so much and that's why I don't want to have anything to do with either of you anymore. You all make me sick, so please, stay away from me." I warned him sternly and walked away from his presence.

My heart grew heavier as I walked away. My heart tugged at me to turn back and see how disheartened he looked at that moment. I'd said all those words to Quincy, to the guy who'd once made me laugh and teased me and nearly got himself killed for my sake. It felt wrong, very wrong. But if I ever wanted to be free from their world of disasters, I needed to do this. I needed to cut off all ties with those wolves.

On my way to the gym, I picked up the cleaning materials before making my way there and just as I opened the door to the gym, I was met with Levi's tightly toned chest that's dripping in water down to his hard torso.

I was completely appalled. Heat seared my skin.

I quickly turned towards the opposite direction.

My breath was coming out in pants as my heart thudded repeatedly. I felt my wolf, or atleast what felt like another being within me, getting excited for some reason and I cussed myself for feeling that way despite everything that he had done to me. With a deep breath, I turned to face him and we locked eyes together. Gray against blue. He looked at me, his eyes unwavering and cold while I tried to remain calm and unmoved.

Today just wasn't looking promising at all for me.