Looking for myself

Prologue

            Everything was blur. One moment i am getting beaten like a punching bag by a literal 60 year old psycopath and next momemt I am running for my life.

         I don't actually remember how i escaped or did they let me go but i remember the feeling of terror. It was like my heart was beating so fast that it would tear and come out of my chest. The air around me felt so cold that it sent creeps up my spine. I remember feeling numb due to that terror.

The only other emotion that i felt at that time was anger. Anger at myself for letting gerard kidnapp me. For being weak, for believing that people  will come to help me,for believing that i could trust scott,and most of all for believing that people care about me,that i am a part of the pack, that maybe i am good at doing something.

But was i wrong?

God i have never been soo wrong in my life. It literally took a psycopath kidnapping and beating the shit out of me to make me realise my worthlessness.

But you know there was some part of me that knew that there is a person that cares no matter what. Someone who will be by my side and will always trust me. I thought my dad would always be by my side and that's my second biggest mistake.

I thought that dad trusts me and will listen to me but he trusted scott more than me. He thought that i ran away from the field. He trusted scott when he told him everything about supernatural and told me that he doesn't know of he can trust me anymore. Said that all i do is tell lies and get into trouble.

After finding me bruised and beaten he was so worried and angry. He asked me who did this and when i lied to him he stormed out of my room.

Yeah...i know that it was technically my fault that i was lying. But at that time i didn't knew that my 'best friend' told everything about supernatural to my dad.
It should have been me to tell him the truth of why i have been lying to him and getting into trouble.

God! was i in trouble?

Definitely.