The alphas sister is my mate

Chpt. 18

-Jayda's p.o.v.--an hour later-

"Let me go!" I yelled as two police officers dragged me out of my house. I kicked and struggled to get free.

"Please don't make me stay with her" I begged as they put me in the back of the car. They put my bags in the trunk then the social worker got in the drivers seat and drove off.

-At her moms house-

I got out of the car reluctantly and stood with my arms crossed over my chest. I death glared my mother as the social worker got my bags because I refused to. I followed behind her up to my mom who stood in the doorway.

"Hey, honey" she said with a smile. I kept my hard expression not even looking at her. The social worker dropped my bags, explained a few things then left.

"I'm so-"

"Just so you know, I don't want to be here. I was dragge here against my own free will and don't expect me to be happy about this because I'm not" I said coldly and picked up my bags going inside the crappy small house.

I went to the only other room in the tiny place and sat my bag down on the warn out bed. I closed my door afraid to slam it because it looked like it would snap in half if I did.

-4 days later-

"I don't have time to talk" I said snapping slightly at Erica as I walked away from her.

"I'm sorry" she said and I stopped walking and turned to her.

"I don't understand this Erica, one minute your fine and the next your taking your anger out on me. You don't even tell me what I did wrong and I'm sat there feeling guilty constantly thinking of what I must have done" I said in one breath. She stood there taken aback.

"You're right, I'm sorry. I can't tell you why I'm so angry if I don't even know myself" she said and I sighed.

"I just-i really need to go" I said and walked away without a response.

-12:29 am-

I sat in the corner of the small living room with tears just streaming down my face. I flinched as my mom threw a beer bottle at me but missed and shattered above my head. I pulled out my phone and shakily dialed Erica's number.

"Hello?" Erica's sleepy voice sounded through the phone after the fourth ring.

"Ericacanyoupleasecomegetme?" I asked in one rushed breath as I sobbed.

"Jayda, slow down I can't understand you" she said now more awake and alert.

"Can you...please...come and get me?" I asked between cries.

"Okay, where are you what happened?" She asked as I heard shuffling on her end. I told her the address and was about to tell her to hurry when my mom threw another bottle at me.

"You bitch! Come here!" My mom yelled coming at me with a broken glass beer bottle. I screamed getting up and heading for the door.

"I don't think so!" My mom screamed grabbing my ankle knocking me down on broken glass. I let out a scream of pain as I dropped my phone.

"Hurry please!" I yelled toward my phone before the call was disconnected.

I kicked at my mother and knocked her away from me. All I could hear was her screaming, my sobbing and a ringing in my ears. I finally got her off me and ran to the door swinging it open at the time Erica's new car pulled up.

I screamed as my mom yanked on my ankle sending me falling off the porch head first. I quickly caught myself turning around and kicking her as hard as I could. I had my hands out in front of me as she held up the glass bottle again and slammed it down at my head but missed hitting the concrete. I gave her another kick to the head knocking her off me and scrambling to my feet as I ran to Erica's car getting in quickly.

"Go! Drive!" I yelled terrified my mother would get me.

"Who was that? Why are you even here?" She asked as she drove away from the house fast. I stayed quiet looking out the window.

"Jayda-"

"It was my mother okay?" I snapped but then covered my face with my hands as I started to sob all over again. The rest of the drive back to her house was silent.

I wish my mother was dead.