The resident bad boy is a werewolf?

Alex be serious

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Cris on the side

{Alex's POV} 

"Grandma, I'm home!! Guess what I got on my science test?'" I yelled excitedly as I ran into me and my grandma's apartment.

When I wasn't met with my grandmother's weezy congratulations. I called her name again.

"Grams?" I said into the quiet apartment.

It was wrong, all wrong, grandma was always loud and she always was in the kitchen when I come out of school. She's suppose to be making our special popcorn to celebrate my good grade.

"Abuela?" I cried, getting really worried.

Grandma didn't like me calling her grandma, she always settled for grams but she loved Abuela. 

She wasn't answering.

"Abuela?!" I yelled running into her room, maybe she was sleeping.

Yeah, look at her right there, Alex. 

Grandma was lying on her bed face down.

That's wrong, grams can't sleep on her stomach, she sleeps on her side. 

I ran over to her and shook her arm.

"Grams?" I asked quietly.

She wasn't moving.

I turned her cold body around to find a blue face. 

"Abuela?" I asked her putting my hand on her chest, checking for a heartbeat, a pulse, anything. 

Nothing. 

I ran to the phone and dialled 911. 

I watched as the people came and took grandma on a stretcher. It was too late, that's not grams. She's not in that...that, shell of a corpse. She's in the deli on the corner street buying a chocolate bar. She's in Ms.Chang's flower shop. She's not on the stretcher.

I felt like I was leaving my body and watching from outside. I saw me crying silent tears,yelling at grandma to get up. Get up!

Suddenly the scene changed. I wasn't in me and gram's apartment. I was in my first foster home. With Ms. Diaz and her three year old daughter, Nancy.

I was in the living room with Nancy. We were sitting on the floor watching Jake and the Never land pirates, Nancy's favorite. Ms. Diaz, a.k.a Emily, comes in with the sliced apples. She sits with us and doesn't make me feel like a pitiful orphan. I'm a regular person, someone special, someone worth the effort. The door is kicked open and Emily's ex husband burst in. He reeks of alcohol. He lurches forward and Emily pushes me and Nancy behind her. 

"Why are you here Xavier?" She asked him putting a protective arm on me. I do the same to Nancy.

"Give me my daughter, you bitch!" He yells at Emily.

"Xavier get out you're drunk." Emily says trying to be reasonable.

Xavier pulls out a gun and the same out of body experience happens again. I watch as he shoots Emily. I watch as I grab Nancy and try to run. I watch as Xavier catches me and yanks Nancy out of my arm and throws me to the ground. He kicks me on the ribs and I feel the pain. I look at myself on the ground and remember the pain and the blood that came from my head and my ribs. I watched as Nancy start to cry and he shakes her trying to get her to be quiet.

"Nancy, it's me, it's daddy!" Xavier says in a drunken slur but Nancy doesn't stop crying.

"Mommy!!Alex!! Mommy!! Alex! Mommy!!" Nancy cries for the both of us.

I watch as I try to get up but Xavier kicks me again and I start to feel myself black out, but not before he throws Nancy against the wall.

"Stop crying, Nancy it's me! Daddy!" Xavier screams.

Nancy stops crying. I black out.

I was in a different scene of my life. I was in the Mcqueen's home. Me and Aaron Mcqueen were in the park on the jungle gym. Danny Mcqueen was sitting on the grass staring at the night sky with his little sister Katie next to him. We were laughing. Having fun. I was feeling alive. I was happy again.

of course it was ruined. Aaron got a call. The school was on fire. Lisa Mcqueen was in it. I was blamed for it. Cops took me into custody.

Nobody wants a bad foster kid in there home, except for one.

I'm in Jack Stevens home. He's looking at me weirdly. Undressing me with his eyes.

"Take it off." He tells me seriously.

"What are you talking about?" I ask nervously. 

"Your clothes, off now or I'll do it myself." He told me in what was suppose to be a seductive voice.

It wasn't. It was scarring me.

"n-no." I said.

He came to me and grabbed me. He tore off my clothes. I wasn't in my body. I was watching. I couldn't close my eyes. I was forced to watch Jack hurt me. He squeezed me and put his hands into me. He forced his kisses on me. Kept calling me beautiful.

I couldn't take it. I watched myself try to get away. I watched myself try to fight him. He went harder. I started to cry.

"Make it stop!! Make it stop!" I cried at myself and Jack, begging for help.

I heard sounds around me. A high pitched scream. It was me.

Jack touched my arm. I pulled away and started to cry.

"D-don't t-t-touch me-e." I said breaking down into tears.

"Alex's it's me, please stop crying, it's me Schuyler." Skye's voice said and he sounded like he was scarred.

I looked at him. His messy brownish black hair, his perfect green eyes that looked worried, his mouth that was in a small frown. His arms up in a pose to tell me he wouldn't hurt me.

The one act brought me back to life. I looked at him and he wasn't Jack. He wasn't trying to hurt me. That realization made me break down. I grabbed him and hugged him and cried into his strong chest. His arms circled around me instantly. 

"Hey it's okay, I'm not going to hurt you." He murmured into my hair.

Making me feel safe, something I haven't felt in a while.

A/N HEY ALL YOU LOVELY READERS, SO THIS CHAPTER WAS SERIOUS, YOU GOT TO FIND OUT SOME OF WHAT HAPPENED IN ALEX'S TIME IN FOSTER CARE AFTER HER GRANDMA DIED. INCASE YOU'RE CONFUSED THE PART THAT'S ITALICISED IS ALEX WHEN SHE FAINTS. SHE HAS THESE SCENES IN HER HEAD WHEN HER PAST COMES BACK TO HAUNT HER AND SHE'S SEEING ALL HER MEMORIES AS AN OUTSIDER. REMEMBER, RAPE IS NO JOKE, NEITHER IS DOMESTIC VIOLENCE. GO TO www.safehorize.org FOR DOMESTIC VIOLENCE AND  FOR RAPE VICTIMS GO TO www.rainn.org, YOUR WELL BEING AND SAFETY ISN'T A JOKE, IT WAS JUST PART OF MY SETUP FOR ALEX'S CHARACTER. SORRY IF YOU'RE ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE WHO DON'T LIKE TO READ ABOUT SERIOUS MATTER, TRUST ME, THE WHOLE BOOK ISN'T GOING TO BE LIKE THIS. DIDN'T EDIT, SORRY. YOU KNOW THE DRILL, VOMMAN! KEEP READING!! DEDICATED TO Zeltarocks432 for becoming a fan and liking my story! KEEP READING