So if my mate happens to be in this pack, allow me to separate from the bond. I am leaving this pack tomorrow with no intentions of coming back, and I don’t want anything to anchor me here. “Dear heavenly goddess, I come before thee to ask of a large favor. While in my room, however, I pray to the moon goddess. It’s already 10pm, so I go straight to bed. I avoid my brother, and don’t bother looking for my parents because they’re on another trip. Several hours later and with two bandaged wrists I head home. If this is a dream, it’s a beautiful one. I’ll speak to our parents about adopting you. You don’t need to pack much, what’s ours is yours if you agree to come. Someone like you should not be getting hurt.” I mean hell, you were just on deaths door and the first thing you said was “f**k off.” If you want in my pack, we’ll take you with open arms and hearts. And having a little sister is very much what I want. Nobody touches me unless they’re about to hurt me. Thanks for the delay in death.”ĭamon takes my hand in his, causing me to flinch. You’ve already interrupted my suicide attempt, so you guys can go home. We’ve always wanted a little sister.” Jason says. “If only you guys were my pack maybe I’d still want to live” I say with a sigh. These two i***t twins are my brother, Jason and Derick. Next in line Alpha for the Blood Warrior’s pack. The boy kneeling directly in front of me speaks up. I would try to kill myself if that happened” One of the boys say. Through sobs I tell the three boys about all the bullying, the name calling, my birthday being tomorrow, and everything else. “Honey, why would you try to kill yourself?” Three boys kneel in front of me, not from my pack. Never trust a pretty place as a suicide spot.”īecause my healing is a little bit faster, despite me not having shifted into my wolf yet, I can start to see more clearly. “What the hell, assholes? Can’t let a girl die in f*****g peace? Damnit, I should have kept walking. I feel bandages being secured around my wrist, and see that the blood flow has stopped. “Sweetheart, what’s your name?” The Alpha asks. Shit, that was definitely an Alpha voice. “LAWRENCE! GET THE FIRST AID KIT FROM UNDER THAT BUSH!” “Oh my god! I think she’s trying to kill herself!” I can’t see clearly anymore, but I think I can make out concern on their facial expressions. The footsteps run in my direction, and three boys are suddenly kneeling down in front of me. “Awww, my baby brothers are doing so well.” “Hey man, you did f*****g awesome in training” I hear a voice ring out as three sets of footsteps approach me. I repeat the same action on my right arm. I the drag it all the way down to my wrist. I take a deep breath, and dig the razor into the crook of my elbow on my left arm. I fear they wouldn’t believe me if I tell them. God, but what about my parents? They don’t know about any of the bullying, because my brother heavily participates in it. I’m going to finish myself once and for all. I take a seat underneath an oak tree, and pull out the razor. I don’t know how far I walk, but I find a beautiful meadow that seems like the perfect place to end my life. I take the razor I’ve dislodged from a shaving razor and pocket it, heading out into the forest behind my house. But I no longer want either of those things. Tomorrow, at the age of 16, I’m supposed to shift into my wolf and find my mate. Nobody will ever like me, and clearly I’m a waste of space. In fact I’ve mostly stopped eating all together so that I can look prettier.īut f**k it. But I know for a fact that I am not as obese as they tell me. Yeah, I’m not the most skinny girl out there. The worst part? Our soon to be Alpha, Erebus, is the one who does most of the beating. I’m beaten every single day, and verbally abused. I am part of the red river pack, and I am the b***h of the pack. I am 15 years old, turning 16 tomorrow, and am midway through my sophmore year at high school. This memory from earlier today plays over and over in my mind, causing me to be more and more serious about the action I’m considering. I was left in the high school yard, bleeding profusely from the beating I received, and wishing for death. Never forget that.” With that Erebus turns on his heel and walks away, the rest of the pack following him. Weak, ugly, fat… All your good for is taking out anger on. “Why would we stop? You’re the perfect punching bag. The Alpha’s son, Erebus, walks up to me, tilting up my chin. “STOP!” I begged amongst all the yelling.
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