We went back inside. Beginning our 7th hour together.
Keleen calm, me in pain from turning but I don't care, I would do everything for him.
"Ah, the two faggots finally decided to come into a lesson." Some jock joked.
I just looked at him, really angry, until he looked away, scared I hope.
Keleen and I sat down on our table and started writing. Me hanging on his shoulder while doing it. My body was in agony, it hurt so bad from turning. But I won't tell him. I don't want him to worry.
The lesson was over and I started walking to the class I had detention in. Keleen kissed me goodbye and wished me good luck. I will need that.
I told my name to the teacher sitting in front and sat down at the back, so nothing could be thrown at my back.
The only thing I thought about was what would happen when I got home. I was supossed to make dinner for everyone, what I couldn't now because I will be here 'till 6 and than needed to go home. My pack will get angry at me and my mom will already be angry, if Jared did tell her what he saw.
I was scared of what will happen to me, what she and my pack will do to me.
Detention was over and I walked with my head down to my locker, getting my books and my jacket and helmet for my motor. I put them on, backpack on my back and stepped on my motor. Enjoying the wind across my skin.
It was quite a long time going to my home, we lived in a pack house in the woods, so everyone could just change and run whenever they wanted.
When I arrived I saw a lot of cars outside. That meant there was a talk with all the Alpha's of all the packs near us.
And my mom was standing outside in the doorframe. Hands on her hips. Frown on her face.
I parked my motor, put the lock on it and went to my mom. Head bowed down. A little whine escaped my mouth.
"Get inside, Byron. Now." She said really sternly, walking inside. To the living room of the house. This will be one of the only times my mom will talk to me. And all these times she is yelling me, abusing me or cussing at me. Never anything nice. I look to much like my father to have that happen.
"Why are you home this late?"
"I got detention because I was in class too late, nothing major."
"Why were you too late?"
I knew she already knew the answer but I still answered her, she is my Luna and my mom for haven's sake. "I was on the hallway, kissing my boyfriend and then getting pushed in the lockers by Jared and being hit to the ground." I said, getting slightly more angry but containing myself. I knew she saw my eyes flicker because she right away looked angrier.
"Get down. Now!"
I knew what was about to happen, and I haven't had that in a really long time. I was becoming a bit scared.
We got down and my mom opened the box. The box that tormented my childhood memories.
"Get in." She said through gritted teeth.
I step in, warily. I looked uo at her with beggin eyes, a whine escaping my wolf.
"Stay here and don't make a single sound. Night, night." She said sarcastically.
She closed the box, put the chains around it and stumped up the stairs again. Shouting and cursing.
I lit my hands with the magic I had. Scared, shaking.
I just need to survive tonight. Just tonight. It will be alright Byron. It will be fine.
