His Abused Mute Luna

Chapter Twenty-Four

"Mom, mom! Look what I made at school!" I giggled, unfolding the picture and turning it toward her, "it's a fluffy white dog just like in my dreams! This is me," I grinned, tapping the girl holding his paw.

"Really? Let me see," she smiled, taking the picture from my grasp as I smiled up at her proudly.

She suddenly pulled out a lighter, causing my heart to drop when she lifted the flame to the corner of the paper and lit it afire, holding it right in front of my face while I helplessly watched the drawing I worked several weeks on turn into nothing.

Tears welled in my eyes watching her release the corner, the paper burning out before it had time to reach the floor.

"Now your dog's dead. That's why you should never fall in love with something, it's gone before you know it," she said coldly, shoving past me and making her way toward the exit of the room, "it was ugly anyways."

I fell to the ground where tiny ashes were, sobbing loudly. By the time I calmed and raised my head, the room was no longer new, but deteriorated. It looked the way it did when I left, and I also noticed I wasn't ten anymore.

"Get away from me!" Someone screamed, sending chills through me at the familiarity of their voice, so I turned hesitantly.

It was... me.

My blood then ran cold as my gaze fell onto the teary-eyed little girl I was screaming at. She cowered down with pure fear shaking through her the way I used to, sobbing hysterically, "I'm so sorry, I—"

"You weren't even supposed to exist! This is your fault! You're a mistake!"

"Don't talk to her that way!" I yelled, but it appeared my words fell upon deaf ears.

"I didn't know!" The girl screamed, blocking her face like she expected to be hit and I ran over to intervene.

As soon as I grabbed my wrist to stop it, the world around me blacked out a second before I blinked and my vision returned, yet everything changed.

My heart tightened after seeing I was the only one standing in front of the little girl. She was now on the floor, still sobbing, and holding her dark red face while mumbling apologies and trembling. I looked down at my reddened palm and my stomach twisted with nausea.

No...

I would never hurt a child.

I would never hurt anyone.

"Do you still love me, mommy?" She hiccuped and I looked down at her, tears finding my eyes and she slowly lifted her head to meet my gaze.

My heart shattered, feeling the tears spew down my face and my body grew weak. Her dull, silver eyes were full of despair.

"I didn't mean to hurt daddy."

As soon as the words left her mouth, everything around me fell apart and I watched her disappear. I widened my eyes, hearing her giggles behind me and I whipped around to find her.

She was no longer crying. Instead, she was playing with an older boy. I recognized the area as the yard outside of the pack house.

"Iris! Jayden! Get inside now!" Blaine's voice appeared behind me and I watched the children stop to look at him with worried eyes.

They came running without question until the girl gasped, ripping her hand from the boy and turning back, "wait! I need Bailey!" She yelled, her eyes locking onto the stuffed animal.