I 'm updating two times in one night. CRAZY RIGHT!?!?! I just feel that since it took so long before for me to update the first time I owe two chapters. Luv you guys. Now I have a little over 2,000 reads so THANKS FOR THAT! Anyways enjoy.
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*Starlett*
I laughed as Adam played with my dolls "Mindy we have to go to the mall!" he said in a girlly voice while bouncing my doll aroung. I picked up my doll and make her look like she was walking. "Okay Jessica. Lets go!"
The door burst open and my stepdad stood there with a bottle in his hand. He's drunk again. I was only eight and I could tell you what my dad prefered to drink and yet I could'nt even tell the name of the my own state capital.
"What are you doing playing with my son? You don't talk to her, I told you this a million times!" he yelled at Adam. I dropped my dolls as Adam shifted so that his body was in front of mines. "She ain't your sister so stop treating her like it." he spat taking another swig of his drink.
"And now you're playing with dolls? My son's not gay!" he said reaching for me only to have Adam push him away from me.
Dad stood there for a second in disbelief. "This is how you repay your dear father?" he said in disgust. Before I could blink Adam was across the room hitting the wall. I cried out and tried to go to him. Dad just flung me back onto my bed. "No! You watch. These are the consequences when you don't listen!"
He turned his attention back to Adam and kicked him in the stomach. Adam shifted in attempt to dodge the kick but his bulky form in the small room only made things worst. I watched in horror as dad just kicked him in the ribs over and over again.
I turned to the side as bile rose up in my throat and I threw up the contents of my stomach onto the floor. "You don't listen and this happens!" he yelled. I cried and lunged out grabbing his ankle. "Please! Please stop! Have mercy!" I cried, tears floing down my cheeks.
Dad looked down at me and for the first time, listened. "I'm going out." he said kicking his ankle free and leaving the room. I crawled over to Adam and ran my small hands through his fur. "I love you Adam. Don't let go. You promised mommy you'd be strong." I let my tears run over his open wounds and they slowly healed.
That's the only reason my dad never killed me. I'm a white wolf. One of the purest form of wolf, and this comes with it's advantages. My blood, when swallowed, could heal disease and illness. My tears alone are potent enough to heal bodily wound and imperfections of the skin.
As for the broken ribs Adam had. I shuddered as Adam shifted back, his bones cracking as he turned to lay on his back. He yelled out in pain. He opened his eyes a little and looked at me. I knew what I had to do.
Five hours of yelling, screaming, cutting into his skin, cracking bones back into place, and wrapping wounds it was over. I'd done all I could and he was still crying in pain. I went into the bathroom and washed the blood off my hands. I grabbed a bottle out of my dad's stash and a cloth.
Going back into my room I peeled back the comforter and pulled Adam into the bed causing more pain at first and then relief. I poured the chloroform onto the cloth and then set it aside. The sweet smell of it filling my nostrils. After I stripped him of his bloody ripped shirt and stained jeans I hugged him close to me. His larger form over taking mine. He kept whispering 'It hurts Star. It just hurts so bad.' over and over again.
I grabbed the cloth and held it over his mouth and nose. I knew this was the only way to stop his pain temporarily. No amount of asprin could calm his pain. He looked at he with drooping eyes with a look of thanks in his eyes as he drifted off to a drugged sleep.
I decided to do myself a favor too and held the cloth over my face too. I took deep breaths and soon I found myself in a dreamless sleep.
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So? How was the dream. I was just going to do a quick little blink of a dream but then I just felt like having a short chapter on her dream going a little bit into her past. Now you know about her wolf too! So...
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Manusia SerigalaStarlett has always been a lot tougher than most. From the time she turned two until she turned twelve Star had been bullied for being a late shifter and was used as the schools punching bag all while dealing with the verbal abuse and sometimes phys...
