Sammy(boyxboy)

Prologue

BoyxBoy
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If you can't handle it, don't read it unless you're a fangirl! Then go right ahead! Cross the line! (got this idea from mystee468)

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"Hurry up Sammy!"

"Yes mother," Sammy hurried up around the house cleaning and cooking. Multitasking wasn't easy since birth Sammy has always been mistreated and bullied.

It's because he's different. Sammy was born with cat ears and a tail. No one knows why, but his appearance had caused him great misfortune, even more, when he was born in a wolf pack. The wolf's attack him when they feel like it. They treat him like a toy. Sometimes they would make Sammy play a hunting game where he is the prey. Sometimes Sammy is lucky, and sometimes he's not. He would end up severely wounded, that Sammy would be unconscious for a day or two. Aside from that, he was forced to do the cleaning and cooking, not just for his mother and father. But for the Alpha as well. The Alpha is who mistreat him the most maybe because the Alpha hasn't found his mate yet.

"Sammy!" His mother yelled. "What did you do?!"

"N..nothing," Sammy backed up.

"Than what is this?!" His mother held a broken vase. "You any idea how expensive this is!"

"I..I didn't do it," Sammy tremble.

"You're the only one at home!" His mother yelled. "You'll pay for this!"

Sammy backed away. What punishment will his mother implant on him this time?

His mother grabbed hold of his arm. Sammy looked at where she gripped. His mother took a piece of broken glass and held it. She tightens her hold on him. She placed the tip on his upper arm and dragged it down his arm, hard enough that the tip penetrated his skin. Sammy screamed out in pain; he struggled to get free.

"Mother stop it!" He cried out. "It hurts!"

"Deal with it you freak!"

His mother stopped right before reaching his wrist, where his vein was. He thought it was over, but it wasn't. She pushed the glass more in-depth into his arm and left it there.

"Clean this up!" She said and left.

Sammy cried, he had many tiny scars on his body. But this would be the worse one yet. He pulled the glass out and threw it away. He had to leave his wound how it was and finished cooking and cleaning. After that, he went to his room down the hall. It was a decent size room. Which consisted of a single bed with two thin blankets and an old use pillow, a wardrobe, a table and a chair. And a single broken mirror. If he wanted to shower, he had to go all the way to the lake since he wasn't allowed to use the bathrooms in the house.

Sammy sat on his bed and began to clean his wound. He had to use old bandages to cover his injury. Once his wound was tended to, he laid down and cried. That's all his been doing all his life, whining.

He had a miserable life. He's broken, his soul got shattered the day he was born.

Twirling his tail around, his stomach growl. He was hungry, but he couldn't eat. Not until everyone had eaten and gone to bed. Until then, he will stay in his room. It wasn't long before that happened. Sammy stood up and sneaked into the kitchen. He quietly grabbed some left over, which wasn't much. But was enough to fill him up. He went to his room. There he sat in the chair and ate. He wonders if someday his life will change. After he finished, he went to bed. Sammy laid in bed cuddle up under the sheets. He cuddles his tail and fell asleep.