The Drunken Wake-up Call

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       Nathanial's POV
       Don't get me wrong, I love my father but, he hasn't been the same since my mother died. Now that she's gone, he has been taking all his greef he has out with alcohol and hitting me. 
     I'm laying there in my bed having the best dream imaginable when boom, I open my eyes into a nightmare. Only, it's not a nightmare I can wakeup from it's the nightmare of my life. The nightmare, was, my dad waking me up, after coming home to insult me and hit me.
     My dad jerked me out of the bed and yelled right in my bruised face, "What are you doing in bed already!!?? You should be up cleaning this house and making me dinner, YOU NO GOOD WOLF!!!!" Those were the words that sting me the most and made me feel completely insucure about myself because my own father thinks I'm a 'NO GOOD WOLF WHO WILL PROBABLY NEVER GET A MATE' as my father drags me down to the basement to tie me against a pole and torture me all I can think is I probably deserve this or else my father wouldn't do this to right? I probably get this beating for being a bad wolf, a disgrace to the pack. The only other thing on my mind is my 17th birthday tomorrow. The day I first shift and find my mate if I have one. As my father slams me to the pole he smirks when his own son winces because he hert him.
    After he ties me up he punches me hard in the left jaw and I  wince in pain as he punches me again but this time in the nose and he and I could both here the loud crack as it broke.
  He threw his head back in laughter and said, "You are so weak boy, I didn't even hit ya that hard! Ha!"
    After that he punched me one more time right in the for-head and then everything went black. I woke up with a pounding head sprawled on the basement floor at 4:00a.m.

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