Mated to my best friend's crush

"Isn't he just so fucking sexy?!" My best friend Carlie squealed from beside me.

I looked over and saw Daniel Benson standing at the end of the hall with two of his friends. Jeremy, who was to his left, and Lucas, who was to his right.

She's been crushing on him since 10th grade, making it two years in a row now.

"Why don't you go and tell him that?" I say as I look at her unamused, this being the millionth time we've had this conversation.

She yelled back, "Don't be an idiot, Lauren! I can't just tell him that!"

I smirked as I said, "Besides, don't you think Jeremy's way hotter?"

She gasped exaggeratedly before saying, "How dare you compare that Godly being to that hideous rat!"

I sighed and said disappointedly, "What did I tell you about calling people rats?"

"..Not to do it," she said, sounding like a child who just got scolded by their parents, which is kind of what's going on right now.

Carlie began crushing on him after he helped her pick up her books when she tripped on her own feet. It was like a scene out of a cheesy Romance movie, but they haven't had any other interaction since. She's just been watching him from a distance. But maybe that's for the best. He's a werewolf, so he's going to find his mate soon enough. It'll be hard on Carlie, but that's the way things are. All werewolves can find their mates after they turn 18.

Speaking of mates, it's almost my turn to find mine. When I was little, I dreamed about finding my mate. I used to think that having a mate was the best thing in the world. I thought it was going to be like those princess movies where the prince saves the princess and they end up living happily ever after. Now that I think about it, I feel like cringing. I was so naive back then.

"Lauren! Did you not hear the bell ring? Let's go to class!" Carlie yelled as she pulled my arm, dragging me to our first period.

When we entered the class, I took my seat next to Carlie. We had English, which was one of the only subjects I liked. The main reason I like this class is because we basically just read the whole period. Afterwards, we do have to write an essay about the book, but since I enjoy the books it's not so hard.

Our teacher Mr. Castel began speaking. He gave us our instructions, then went to sit at his desk to use his computer. I doubt he was doing any work. He was either playing games or watching porn.

I opened my copy of Animal Farm, which was the book we were currently reading. We were to finish it by next week and have our essay turned in. I continued where I last left off, on chapter 8. I hardly got any reading done before Carlie started bugging me.

"Lauren! I'm so bored and we've only been here for like ten minutes!"

We have a block schedule, so our classes were around two hours long. On Mondays and Wednesdays we have odd classes and on Tuesdays and Thursdays we have even classes. Then, on Fridays we have all classes, so the periods only last around 50 minutes.

"Why don't you start reading your book instead of complaining?" I asked annoyed.

"I don't get it at all! Why are the animals talking? Why are the pigs the smart ones?" She asked, looking at me with pure confusion.

I began explaining to Carlie, "The animals are meant to represent people during the Russian Revolution. You see, when-"

"Arghh! Stop! You're gonna make my brain hurt! For Pete's sake, this is English class not fucking History!" She yelled, and I'm pretty sure it was loud enough for everyone to hear.

A few heads turned our way, then went back to minding their own business.

"Just read the damn book, Carlie. If you don't, I'm gonna tell your mom you're failing English," I say as I turn back to my book.

"No, no, no! Please, don't tell my mom! She'll give me that look. I hate it when she does that! It always makes me scared that she's gonna come after me and strangle me!"

"Then finish your work! This is why you're failing!"

I knew she was doing that adorable pout of hers, but I won't give in. It has no effect on me anymore.

I've gotten better at handling her. She used to be waay out of control, but now you could say I've got the bone to tame the dog... Not that I'm calling her a dog or anything, although she does sometimes act like one.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard my name whispered from the back of the classroom. I scanned the back of the classroom, and my eyes met Daniel's. My heart jumped when my eyes met his beautiful blue eyes, which were an unusually light shade of blue. They went perfectly with his sharp features. His jawline was brought out well, with a refined nose hooked over deliciously perfect lips that naturally...- Wait.. Did I just use perfect to describe him?! Gahh, what's wrong with me?!

He must've known I overheard him because he quickly looked away and began "reading" his book. I looked away too and pretended to read my book.

I quickly glanced at him a while later and saw him staring at the back of Carlie's head, lost in thought... Wait, what?! Was he nervous because he thought I caught him staring at Carlie? Was he staring at her and not at me? Ohh.. I feel stupid now, thinking he was looking at me. That made me a little sad, but I ignored the feeling. Carlie will be excited when I tell her I caught him staring at her. She'll be happy to hear her obsession wasn't so one-sided.

***

Carlie and I sat down at our usual table with our nasty school lunches. I swear, everyday it gets worse. I poked the packaged, month-expired beans with my plastic spork and gagged. A horrendous smell was coming out through the bag, even though it was closed. I pushed it aside and looked at Carlie, who was contently eating her nasty expired beans. She literally ate anything. One time, she found a dirty, half eaten gummy worm on the floor and ate it... She worries me sometimes.

Nathan joined us at the table. He's been our friend since last year. There's not much of a backstory to it. He transferred to our high school during the middle of 11th grade. He was lonely for the first few days, so we took him in. Now, he's actually pretty popular. He's in a lot of clubs, and he's on the school's soccer team. He decided to stick with us, even after he became popular, and I'm happy he did. He can be fun to push around sometimes. Also, he's one of the few people who can handle Carlie. Oh, and he's also a human, just like Carlie.

"Hey Whoren, hey Calories," he said casually as he took a seat next to me.

"Hey Gaythan," Carlie and I said as he pulled out his lunchbox from his backpack.

When he opened his lunchbox, a heavenly smell made its way to my nose. Carlie and I both snapped our heads in his direction.

"Is that-" I started.

"Your mom's homemade pizza?!" Carlie yelled out, loud enough for the whole cafeteria to hear.

"Ye~p," he said cheerfully as he took a bite right in front of us.

Some drool dripped from Carlie's mouth and landed on the table.

"Close your mouth, Calories. A dick's gonna fly in," he said as he took another bite of his delicious looking pizza.

"I'm gonna fucking strangle you!" Carlie said as she started running towards Nathan.

He immediately stood up and began to run from Carlie. I watched as the two chased each other around the cafeteria, causing everyone to look up and watch them in amusement, some even pulling their phones out to record.

I looked over to Nate's lunch. The pizza smells so good. And it looks so good too. I grabbed the pizza he had taken a few bites out of and finished it. They were too distracted chasing each other around they didn't notice. Then, I grabbed his second slice and finished that one too. I grabbed the third slice, and just as I was about to take a bite, Carlie yelled from across the cafeteria.

"Gaythan, look! Fatass Whoren is eating all the pizza!"

They both start running towards me, and I immediately stand up and run out, taking the last slice with me of course.

I ran out of the cafeteria while eating pizza. After finishing the last bite, I come to a stop and look behind me. Gaythan and Calories are nowhere to be seen. Hehe, I got away with it.

..Or maybe not. I hear footsteps approaching me quickly, and I turn around to see Gaythan running towards me. Before I could run, he jumped at me and tackled me, dropping me to the floor. I landed on my back, and Nate was holding me down.

"You ate my pizza!" he cried out.

I reached up and patted his head.

"Oh, Gaythan. You shouldn't have left me alone with your pizza. How could I resist?" I say teasingly with a smirk on my face.

He glared at me and said, "You're buying me chips tomorrow."

I heard someone running towards us from where Nate came from. Carlie appeared in front of us, panting as if she just ran a marathon. She placed her hands on her knees and caught her breath.

"Jeez, Gaythan. What are they feeding you? Those are some fast legs you got there buddy."

When she looked up at us, her eyes widened in shock.

"Eww! Did I just walk in on you guys making out?!"

"What?! No!" I say as I push Nate off and sit next to him.

My heart almost stops when I see Daniel walking down the hall with his friends. His eyes are glued onto me as he walks, glaring at me the whole time. He looked like he wanted to kill someone. Most likely me.

Was he pissed because I found out that he likes Carlie? I looked at his friends, and Jeremy was smirking while Lucas was patting Daniel's back.

We all remained quiet while they walked by, even Nathan. When they finally exited the hall, we all sighed, letting out the breath we were holding in.

Nate stood up and reached out his hand to help me up. I took it, and he pulled me up.

"Why was he looking at you like he wanted to kill you?" Nate asked with a confused look on his face.

"Probably because I know something he doesn't want me to know," I replied as I looked at Carlie.

She was still looking at the exit they left through, as if she was waiting for him to come back.

"What?! Seriously?! Tell us!" Nate said excitedly, ready to gossip.

"..Well, I caught him staring at Carlie during the first period," I said.

Carlie's head immediately snapped from the exit to me. Her eyes revealed a hint of surprise, disbelief, and happiness all at the same time.

"No way! Are you serious?!" She yelled as she ran up to me and grabbed my shoulders.

I nodded, and she squealed. My wolf Alex was joyous seeing Carlie so happy, but at the same time she was a little sad. I didn't exactly know why, but I decided not to ask her about it. She probably didn't know why either.

The bell rang, and we ran back to the cafeteria to get our stuff before reluctantly parting ways. Except for me and Nate. We had History together. I noticed how joyous and giddy Carlie was. She must be happy, knowing that Daniel was secretly watching her... Actually, that sounds a bit creepy now that I think about it..

I mentally prepared myself for History before entering the class with Nate. This was going to be a long two hours.

***

The bell rang and everyone ran out before Mr. Jenel could tell us, "The bell doesn't dismiss you, I do."

Nate and I found Carlie outside. We headed to the parking lot, where Carlie and Nate had their cars parked. I rode with Carlie, since we lived a few houses down from each other while Nate lived on the other side of town.

We said our goodbyes to Nate and hopped into Carlie's car. Hehe, Carlie's car. Doesn't that sound weird?

After a ten minute drive with loud music and horrible singing, we arrived at my house. Carlie pulled over and I got out, closing the door behind me.

"Bye, Carlie. See you tomorrow," I said while waving.

"See ya, Whoren," she said and drove off.

I turned and faced my house. I immediately felt uneasy and anxious. Alex growled angrily as she remembered what we had to go through every day.

I reluctantly entered the house and was greeted by a drunk Rafael. After both of my parents died when I was 11, I was left in his care since everyone thought he was best suited to take care of me. And I agreed at the time. Rafael was my mom's adoptive brother. He was always nice to me and would play with me, even if I wanted him to play dolls with me. Whenever I accidentally scraped my knee or cried because I fell, he would buy me ice cream and find a way to make me laugh. He was young when he started taking care of me, only 21 years old. After he was rejected by his mate when he was 23, he started acting coldly. Most people were surprised he survived after being rejected by his mate, but I know he would have preferred not to.

After I closed the front door, he began yelling.

"Where the fuck have you been?! I need you to come and clean up the broken glass in the kitchen!"

"I'm not your fucking maid! Clean up your own mess, asshole!" I yelled, feeling my anger rising already.

"What did you just fucking say to me?!"

He started running to me. I immediately ran up the stairs and into my room, scared of what he might do to me this time. I slammed the door behind me and locked it.

"Open this door right now, you bitch!" he commanded as he pounded on the door.

He gave up after a while, and I heard him angrily go down the stairs. I sighed in relief and threw myself onto my bed.

He's made my life a living hell. I hated him so much, I don't think anything could ever make me forgive him.

I awoke to the sound of a girl moaning very loudly. Don't tell me Rafael has another girl over again. And why did he have to bring her so early? It's fucking six in the morning.

I sighed and threw the covers off of me. I'm going to go shower. I won't be able to sleep while he's fucking some hoe in the other room anyway.

I entered the bathroom and made sure to lock the door. I started the shower and took off all my clothes before getting in. When I got in, the water was way too hot and I quickly turned the knob, making it colder. Then, it was too cold and I shivered as I turned the knob slightly, making it a little bit hotter. There we go.

Once I finished ten minutes later, I got out and wrapped a towel around myself. As I was about to start getting dressed, I heard the door unlock. Rafael entered, putting the key into his pocket.

"What the fuck?! Get out!!" I yelled as I tried to cover as much of my body as I could.

He smirked as he looked me up and down. I felt so disgusted and grossed out. He walked closer to me, and I stepped back. When my back hit the sink, he took the chance to attack. He tried to forcefully take off my towel, but I grabbed onto it tightly.

"No! Stop!" I yelled as tears started to form behind my eyes.

He raised his hand and before I could react, he slapped me. My cheek burned and I knew it was turning red, but I wasn't gonna let that stop me. I continued to struggle, and he raised his hand again, this time in a fist. He was going to punch me.

I attempted to kick him where the sun didn't shine, but he caught my leg and pulled it, causing me to slip onto the floor. I yelped in pain, but he didn't care that I was hurt. He climbed on top of me and looked at me with lustful eyes.

My wolf Alex was beyond pissed.

'Let me out!' She growled.

'I can't. Whenever I do, you always lose control!' I replied.

'Lauren, let me out now!'

'I'm sorry..' Was all I could say.

I can't let her take over. Last time, it didn't end so well. Someone ended up dying. I don't want another accident like that, even if it was Rafael.

Rafael placed his hand on my thigh and slowly began to move his hand up. He was about to move his hand under my towel, but I caught his hand before he could.

"Stop! Why don't you go back to your little hoe in your room?!"

He chuckled and asked, "Are you jealous, sweetie?"

"In your dreams," I hissed.

While he was distracted, I kicked him you-know-where. He grunted and fell over in pain. While he was down, I picked up my hair dryer and smacked him in the head with it. He stopped moving, so I assumed he was unconscious. His head was bleeding slightly, and I started to panic. No way, did I kill him? And with a hair dryer?!

I checked his pulse and sighed in relief when I felt the quick movements against his neck. I hated him, but I didn't want him dead.

I ran back to my room and quickly changed into the first thing I found. I had dark grey sweatpants and an oversized hoodie on. I threw my backpack over my shoulder and ran down the stairs and out of the house.

I checked the time. 6:47. It was too early to go to school. Well, I guess I'm going to Carlie's house.

I walked down a few houses and arrived within six minutes. I passed her front door and went to her backyard. Who still uses doors anyways? I climbed the tree next to her window and jumped in through her open window. She never closed it and always had her curtains wide open.

I stood up and walked over to her bed. Of course she was still sleeping. I looked at her face. She looked so peaceful.. And the drool dripping across her face and onto her pillow really added to that effect. I wish I could sleep without having to worry about Rafael coming in. I have to sleep with one eye open.

I brushed a strand of hair on her face behind her ear. She shifted on the bed, facing the wall instead of me. She cleared a spot on the bed when she moved. This must be her inviting me to her bed, right?

I dropped my backpack next to her bed and slipped under the covers next to Carlie, wrapping one of my arms around her.

My wolf wagged her tail with happiness. She really loved Carlie, which made me happy because I really loved her too. Don't get too excited though, I'm not a lesbian.

But if my mate rejected me, I'll have Carlie, right?

"No. It's not the same," my wolf said judgingly.

I chuckled to myself. I guess she was right. There's nothing like the bond you share with your mate. Your other half.

I yawned and draped my leg over Carlie. I guess I was still sleepy. I closed my eyes and snuggled into Carlie. I could sleep peacefully now. There was no need to worry about Rafael coming after me while I was sleeping. Everything became fuzzy, and next thing I knew I fell asleep.

***

I awoke to a screaming Carlie, and next thing I knew I was on the floor. I let out a loud groan and sat up.

"What the hell, Carlie?!"

I rubbed my tired eyes that were being blinded by all the sun seeping into Carlie's room.

"That's exactly what I was going to say! I thought you were a fucking rapist or something!" She yelled as she threw a pillow at me.

I reacted too slowly and it hit me in the face.

"Ack!"

I picked it up and quickly stood up. I brought it behind me and aimed to hit Carlie with it. She quickly grabbed another one of the pillows on her bed and got into position as well. I ran to her and smacked her with my pillow. She hit me back, or at least attempted to. I blocked her hit with my pillow then smacked her again with mine. We were both giggling and laughing, until I snatched her pillow and I was the only one left laughing. I tossed her pillow to the other side of her room and continuously hit her with mine. She got a hold of my pillow and tossed it. We both watched it fly out her window. We looked at each other with a surprised look on our faces, then burst out laughing.

In between laughs, I said, "Carlie.. You're so stupid! How.. How the fuck did you throw it out the window?"

We continued laughing, both on the floor rolling around. I grabbed my stomach as it was starting to ache from all the laughter.

Suddenly, her door opened and we both froze. We shut up immediately, but once we saw who it was we burst out laughing again, this time for a different reason.

"What's all the commotion?" Her older brother Anthony asked with his arms crossed.

He was only two years older than us, but he acted older than his age. Well, most of the time. He still lived at home since the college he attended was nearby.

He didn't know why we were laughing. I'm assuming he hasn't looked in the mirror yet. He had a huge dick drawn across his whole face with 'stuff' coming out from the tip, which was drawn on his forehead.

Carlie and I calmed down, but when we looked at him again we continued laughing.

"I.. can't.." I managed to say in between laughter.

"Can't come... Unlike the huge dick on Anthony's face!"

Carlie and I continued laughing, and his expression went from serious to shocked. He ran out Carlie's room and I heard the door to the bathroom open. He screamed and ran back into Carlie's room.

"Carlie!" he yelled angrily.

"Oh shit!" she gulped, finally ending our laughing fest.

She took my hand and yelled, "Run!"

We both sprinted out of her room, running right by her brother.

"Carlie, you little shit!" he yelled from behind us.

I could hear him running after us.

We ran straight to her parents room. Carlie swung the door open and ran in, jumping on both her parents sleeping, leaving me behind at the entrance.

"Aghh!" I heard her mom Iris yell, causing Carlie's dad Carlos to fall off the bed.

I heard quick footsteps behind me and quickly turned to be tackled by Anthony. I let out a groan. Seriously? Is this turning into a daily thing now? Yesterday Nathan and today Anthony.

I looked up at him, and once I saw the huge dick on his face I began laughing again.

"You helped her, didn't you?!"

I put my hands up, or should I say down since we were lying down, in surrender.

He looked at Carlie and glared at her. She jumped and hid under the covers, where dad was previously lying down.

"What's going on here?" Iris asked, looking at Carlie.

When she looked at Anthony, she also burst out laughing.

"Mom!" He yelled into my face.

Carlie's dad stood up from where he was lying on the ground, and when he saw Anthony he began laughing and fell back onto the ground.

Everyone was laughing, except for Anthony. He angrily got up and stormed out of his parents room.

***