Owned By Her Triplet Bullies
Chapter 132

Hailey's POV

white sheets.

I woke up to my head throbbing in pain. My arms felt numb, I tried to touch my head but my hands were restrained. I opened my eyes and all I could see was white. The entire room was in white tiles, I was clad in a white gown. I was laying in a neatly made bed with "Naya? Where the hell are we?" I asked but she didn't respond. I frowned, wondering if she was ignoring me.

"This is not the time to be quiet Naya. f*****g answer me," I growled.

"Yelling or growling won't change anything. Your wolf is dormant for as long as you are on medication," someone said. I glanced around but all I could see were empty beds. My heart skipped a beat hearing that Naya was no longer with me. "Who are you and where am I?" I asked.

"I am me and you are in a place where you are supposed to be," she replied. I glanced around and noticed the voice was coming from a speaker above.

"Why don't you come and meet me, you coward instead of hiding away," I growled trying to pull off the restraints. The door suddenly opened and people in white uniforms like me all walked inside. No way, was I brought to an asylum? I thought in horror. "Look over there. We have a new roommate," a girl with a ponytail squealed. She ran towards me with a doll in her arms.

"Hello, I'm Pony and this is my husband Piny. Cute couple names, isn't it?" she giggled.

"Get away from me crazy lady!" I screamed. She shook her head.

"Piny doesn't like it when people yell. Be nice to him else I will get mad," she pouted. I stood up and pushed her away. She fell with a thud. I struggled to remove the restraints and I finally did. I walked towards the iron door and started banging on it.

"Is there anyone out there? There must have been a mistake. I'm not supposed to be here so get me out. Open the door and let me out," I pleaded desperately. The thought of spending the rest of my life here made me tremble with fear. I suddenly felt someone behind me.

"Look what you've done. I told you Piny doesn't like it when people yell. He's crying right now," Pony screamed as she pushed me forward to the door. I hit my nose hard till I heard a cracking sound. I turned towards her in shock as blood trickled down my nose. My face met with a knife as she slashed my cheeks repeatedly. I screamed and fell on the floor. Blood pooled at my feet. She laughed hysterically.

"Piny, I took revenge for you. Don't cry anymore," she said as she patted the doll's head with a smile. Blood continued to gush out. It wasn't healing because my wolf was not present. An alarm started to ring and women in blue uniforms rushed in. They quickly grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the bed I stood up from.

"She has serious gashes on her cheeks. She must have injured herself thinking it would make us release her," one of them said. I shook my head vehemently.

"I didn't cut myself and I'm not crazy so why am I here? Let me go!" I screamed.

"All crazy people never admit they are crazy. This is a hospital for the worst kind of people who can't mingle with others. You are a threat to people and also to yourself. You are never leaving this place. Get that into your thick skull," she retorted sternly. They stitched up my wounds and gave me an injection that wouldn't allow me to speak. After that, they left. Pony and two other girls walked toward my bed. They had a crazy glint in their eyes.

"Her hair is just like my piny's own. This won't do. I should shave it off before he gets jealous," she said, cutting my hair furiously with a knife while the others laughed and cheered her on. Tears fell from my cheeks but I couldn't say or do anything to stop them. I had never felt so weak and powerless. This was hell. My own personal hell and the thought of staying here for the rest of my life made me want to die. This place was worse than death, I thought as I cried silently and watched the others fearfully.

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Cole's POV

"Daddy? Where are you going? Why didn't you tell us you were leaving? We would have come and seen you," Madison said sadly.

"It's for urgent work, princess. I'm sorry I couldn't meet with you. I promise to Facetime you and Mason every single day," I promised.

"No, we will come and meet you right away," Madison insisted.

"I'm already at the airport. My flight is leaving soon," I lied. I didn't think I had the heart to see them and lie to their faces. I wasn't going away on a business trip, as much as I hated to admit it, I was running away because I couldn't bear to see Ximena with the triplets after she rejected me. Those boys were one lucky bastard. Maybe I would be able to face her without feeling anything after a while but as for now, the wounds were still fresh.

"Are you abandoning us? You've never left us in this way before. Why now?" Madison cried. My heart clenched painfully and it hurt to see her cry but there was nothing I could do. I was equally as helpless. I had grown too attached to them these past six years. They were just like my own children but sadly, they were not.

"Please stop crying. I will be back soon. I promise and we can spend a lot of time together doing whatever you want," I promised.

"When will you be back?" she sniffled.

"Soon princess, soon," I said but I had no idea when 'soon' was, maybe after the pain was gone? When I don't feel like I could die any minute from the pain in my heart. I glanced towards Mason who had a blank expression on his face.

"Take good care of your sister and mother in my absence, okay? And, be a good boy," I said to him.

"I will," he muttered curtly.

"Daddy, you might not be our real daddy but you've loved us since we were born and we love you too. So, don't you dare think of running away from us okay?" Madison said sternly. I chuckled.

"Okay, I won't run away. You need to get ready for school now. Bye," I said waving at them through my phone.

"Bye and don't forget to call us every day," Madison said.

"I won't," I replied with a smile.

"Wait, don't hang up yet," Mason said. I looked at him curiously. He hesitated for a while.

"Take care of yourself too and come back soon. Don't wallow in your suffering for too long," he hurriedly said and hung up. I chuckled, feeling grateful for what he said. I knew how hard it was for him to express how he really felt. His words warmed my heart and I felt myself tearing up. "Here," someone said, handing me a tissue.

"Thank you. An insect must have fallen into my eyes," I lied, taking the tissue from her hands. She let out a low chortle.

"What?" I asked, glancing at her.

"That must be one hell of an insect. Your eyes are all red and swollen. Your voice is also cracked and I may or may not have listened to your conversation. You had your heart broken, didn't you?" she asked with a smile.

"I did not. Why would you even listen in on people's conversations?" I asked the bold stranger.

"We are in an airport and you were speaking quite loudly. I was right and you did have your heart broken. You must be in so much pain but remember, no one dies from heartbreak. You will get through this if you remain strong," she said, patting my back. I stared at her in disbelief.

"I told you no one broke my heart," I insisted.

"You should be closer to your friends during this period so you won't be lonely. You have friends right?" she asked. Her question made me realize I didn't have any friends besides Ximena. I never had time to make friends due to my busy schedule.

"You don't have friends either? What a sad life you've been living. Here, take my card and call me whenever you want. We could grab a drink or two," she said with a wide smile, got up on her feet, and dragged her suitcase along. I threw her card away feeling upset at her rude and bold personality.

"Mr. Martinez, the private jet has been fixed. You can board now," my assistant informed me. I stood up as he took my suitcase from me. My eyes fell on the card I had thrown away.

"Ari Rodriguez," I muttered the name on the card as I picked it up.