Daughter of the Alphas

Chapter Twenty Five

Masyn P.O.V

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"Masy, go straight home and I'll clean this up." Morgan gave me strict instructions to go home and not wonder. He had to dispose the bodies.

As for me I wasn't quite in my right mind set. I found myself walking in the thick part of the woods. What started off as a slight drizzle turned into torrential rain. The perfect set for my mood, heavy and slightly painful as the rain pelted down.

I fell to my knees, ignoring the sharp pains as my knees connected with twigs and small sticks. I sat on my knees, haunched forward and crying out loud.

"There, there my little one. The first kill is always nearly the hardest to get over." A mans voice said over the noise of the rain.

I knew who it was, I didn't bother looking up. I felt him crouch near me and rub my back.

"Don't touch me." I snarled, the hand withdrew.

"I here to help you my child." He says softly.

I glared up at the demon. "You are not my father!" I hissed at him and picked myself off the ground. "So leave me alone, I'm fine with what I have now and I don't need you, so leave."

The suited man looked a little shocked but easily masked it. "Let me formally introduce myself, little one-"

"I don't want any introductions Michael, I already know who and what you are."

"Ahh I see. So what exactly am I?"

"You are a demon. You are one of the two that created me." I snarled at him. "If you would've kept to yourself in hell or wherever the hell you came from, I wouldn't be here. My life was messed up because of you two!"

Michaels eyes glowed a hellish red. "You will talk to me with respect!" Michael spat, his voice dropped an octave which probably was meant to scare me.

I could feel myself shake. "Respect? Respect! What the hell do you know about respect huh? Screw you!" I shouted and stomped my back where I came from and all the way home.

Fuming. That soul sucker had the nerve to talk to me like I was a freaking kid! Who the heck is he to judge! That idiot can go uppercut himself.

"-respect? Ha!" I muttered as soon as I walked through the door.

"I thought I told you to come straight home?" Morgan looked unimpressed and slightly relieved.

"Not now Morgan." I growl.

"Leave her." Amethyst chirped from behind him. "You saw Michael?"

"Actually, he found me." I snapped back the sighed. "Sorry. I just- I just killed someone." My mouth blurted out miserably.

"What!?" The look on moms face was of pure shock. I just ran in to her arms and cried.

"I don't know what happened." I cried. "I just...lost it. And then Michael came along and...and tried to tell me what to do." I blabbled on like a five year old.

"Shit Mace, you're burning up. Ow!" Mom hissed and pulled away from me. On her forearm was a red handprint shaped welt, like my touch had to burn the skin.

I gasped and held my hands against my chest. Only she could physically burn someone with her touch or with her mind. She accidentally burned me when we had a small disagreement.

"Masyn..." Amethyst said in a soothing tone. "Just calm down a little."

More tears welled up, "I'm so sorry mom, I-I didn't mean to hurt you." I stammered, my breath coming out short and frantic.

"Don't worry about it just calm down okay honey?"

"I-oh god." I slowly backed away from them. I could see mom glance over to Morgan who was closest to me.

"Don't." I rasped.

Amethyst held her hands out and focussed on me. I locked eyes with her and it eas impossible to break her gaze. I started to feel dizzy and light headed and the last thing I remember was seeing Morgans worried face.

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I woke up in my bed. The curtains were closed and it was just dark. My head was pounding like I was trampled by a bunch of elephants.

I hopped outta bed and turned the side table lamp. I caught myself in the mirror, I was still very much bleary eyed.

What the hell am I?

"A freak." I murmured the answer to my own question.

My hands were itching to reach for my phone and call Liam to unload some of my grief and hear him say "it'll be okay" or "everything will be fine" but I couldn't do that anymore.

And in that moment I decided that it was best for me to do what was right for me. Not that my parents didn't do enough.

I grabbed my school bag and rammaged through the jolly thing til I found one of my notebooks and a pen.

Mom, Dad and Morgan.

I'm so sorry for the way I've been acting lately. I'm going away for a while but please, please please don't worry about me. I'll be back soon and will keep in touch.

You've taught me well enough to know how to take care of myself. I just have to take time to...find myself I guess you can say. Find out who I really am coz I sure as hell don't know.

Don't come after me.

I love you all so much.

-Masy.

With a small tug, I ripped the page out and put it on my pillow. I didn't have time, I grabbed what I could and stuffed in my backpack. Changed into some comfortable clothes and favourite converses. Grabbed my wallet and phone and quietly headed down to the kitchen. I knew Uncle Luke had a spare key to his motorcycle in one of the drawers in the lounge, it was stashed behind a drawer itself.

I gently pulled the drawer out and snatched the key.

Swiftly sneaking through the back door to the large car port, I snuck inside and felt against the wall for the remote. After a few grueling long seconds I found it. The low light of my phone guided me to the motorcycle near the door. I yamked its cover off to reveal the black and sleeky thing.

I picked one of the helmets and Shira's leather jacket and slid it on. It fit, only it took a little effort to zip it up. I found a pair of her slim gloves and hauled them on too.

On went the backpack and wedged my phone into one of the already tight pockets of the jacket. I looked over at the side door and locked it.

I slipped the key into ignition and turned it just so the dimmed lights were on. The remote to the garage door was sitting in my hand, ready for me to mash its buttons. I pulled my hair up and forced my head through the helmet that fit perfectly.

'Sorry for stealing your stuff.' I thought to myself.

I put one leg over the machine prepped myself. Giving myself only a minute to muster up the courage to do it before I chickened out, I mashed the 'Open' button hard and the heavy doors creaked open loudly. My heary pounded as I knew this thing will very well wake up someone and soon they'll be hooning it down to see what's going on. Lights flicked on in the pa k house and I knew I was in trouble, my heart was beating so fast I was scared they'd hear that too. As soon as the doors were halfway open, I started the bike and revved it to life, sending me speeding halway down the drive.

I turned left and sped down the highway at top speed, putting as much distance between myself and my family. It hurt to leave like I did bit I know it was something I had to do on my own.

And now, that I had left. I didn't know where the hell I was going.

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A/N; So I'm back! I did a real short chapter coz I got grilled on the other one to update sooo here it is! Tell me what you guys think. Oh! And a pic of the lovely, handsome Liam.