《Scared To Admit It》Colby Brock

♡Chapter 3♡

》"Are you kidding me?!" I continued looking to the stone floor, trying to ignore my father's yelling but it was impossible.

"Now I have to deal with her And her parents!" I sighed and finally looked up at him to see him fuming. Turns out it didn't take my father long to hear that I broke Emma's arm yesterday. Mainly because Emma Is a snitch and will tell anyone anything, especially my father.

"Do you not see that she deserved it!?" I finally had the courage to yell back. His face went blank but in a split second, it went into one of anger. "Do not raise your voice at me!"

I scoffed and looked off to the side. It was impossible to try and speak your part with him, you might as well just give up but I hated giving up, so I continue to poke and prod him.

"She went to slap me father" Maybe if I spoke nicely, he would be nice in return but some wishes don't magically come true, "You will refer to me as alpha" He sneered.

I let out an angered sigh, "She went to slap me... Alpha" I struggled to spit it out. "That doesn't give you the excuse to break her arm!" I flinched as he started yelling again.

The anger inside was only getting worse at this point. I was about to break something, or someone. But alas, I would never kill my father, He may be a prick- And a dick, but he's still my father.

"This is why-" "Say it" I sneered at him. So much anger was boiling up inside of me. "SAY IT, DAD!"

"This is why your mother left this world, so she doesn't have to deal with your bullshit" He finished. And that was all it took.

"Go to fucking hell!" I yelled before shifting and lifting off the ground. My Dad's throne room had an open roof for Shifters to fly in and out of, so that's what I did. I roared at him in anger before flying out the opening.

My father knew that my mother was a sensitive topic but he keeps pushing it. And I'm scared because he will regret it someday. I can't really control so much anger, so when it's released, I don't think I'm capable of stopping it.

I had to land soon because I needed to let this anger out on something that won't die from doing so. I spotted a good location before flying down towards the grass. My wings shook the trees and bushes as I went to land.

Before my feet touch the ground I Shifted and grabbed a rock from the ground before throwing it into the forest out of anger, letting out an angered yell.

I went to grab the 2 knives I had attached to my waist and chucked both at a tree, implanting both deep in the trunk.

I walked over and yanked them out before walking away and turning around to angrily chuck them at the trunk again. I sighed in frustration as one completly flew past the trunk and into the woods behind the tree.

But now this anger had turned into sadness. I sighed and took 2 steps back before hitting the trunk of another tree. I slid down the trunk until I was sitting in the damp grass.

I brought both legs up to my chest, circling my arms around my knees and laying my head down on my arms. I didn't like showing my sadness to anyone, it made me look weak. It made me look like a coward.

I couldn't hold it in any longer and a small choked sob escaped my throat as my head stayed down above my arms.

I missed my mother deeply. She was the only person in my life who had helped me through my fucked up life. And now she's gone, and I'm broken again.

A rustle in the bushes ahead of me stopped me from crying. My head shot up to see in front of me.

It wasn't human based on the smell and I didn't want to risk it so I Shifted and stayed low, waiting for the threat to show itself.