Coming Alive

Myself

My hand was trembling unsure of what I was seeing. She looked so sad, so scarred, so alone...

Her eyes, big grey blue orbs full of sorrow and fear. Her once plump lips a chapped purple colour, pressed into a thin line of disappointment. Her hollow cheeks defining her prominent cheek bones. Her rounded jaw tightened. Hair that was once a luscious beautiful chocolate brown, was dulled and flattened. She looked at me with a torn expression, unsure to what she was, who she was, and why she was. She gazed at me almost painfully. Like she didn't want to see me. I was that skinny girl in the mirror. I looked into it disgusted that this is what I have become. I never ate much at the house that I used to live in, maybe once or twice a week I didn't think it was much of a necessity, more of a waste of time. Time that I would use to think. To think about what led up to the events, the events that ruined me, broke me, tore me apart. I looked at the mirror with a twisted expression and flung it at the wall that was 3 feet away. The classical mirror shattered into a million little pieces, one of them clung on to my eye ripping upward into my eyebrow.

"Shit." I muttered under my breath. My eye stung as the blood trickled down my hollow face.

Someone was going to hear that, I needed to clean it up and fix my eye up before that happened. Quickly I ran across the room picking up all the pieces and threw them into the drawer cutting my hands up in the process. Regret was running through my mind as I ran to my door to go to the bathroom down the hall. I remembered the bathroom because of my hypo-photogenic memory, I could remember any scene and tuck it in the back of my mind, I could easily access them. You could say that it's a gift, but of course that wouldn't matter. It's a curse, this memory 'gift' also meant I could relive any moment that I've seen, unwillingly meaning I don't have a choice to see them or not, sometimes they are small things like me pushing my chair in at the table, sometimes they are big life changing things like killing a man.

I opened the door to go to the bathroom blood clouding my vision in my right eye. But I was stopped by running into a hulking figure in front of me I looked up to see who it was.

Jared, he looked down at me with disgust and disappointment. His eyes pierced mine before I snapped my head down in respect. Too late. He roughly grabbed my wrist and tore me from the entrance of my room throughout the halls and the living room that was connected to the huge kitchen. People were sharing confused faces and started murmuring among themselves. I had only been here for 20 minutes and almost everybody knew the name of there new omega. He opened the back door with too much strength and ended up ripping it from its hinges. He just laughed maniacally and said.

"Second time this week."

The people in the living room laughed still unsure of what was happening. He rushed me though the open door way and into the backyard which was x3 the size if the mansion of a pack house. Trees lined the edges of the forest, people of mostly 20+ of age were out sitting on the grass with their mates looking romantically into each others eyes. I was still 17 and wouldn't have a mate until I was 18. I wasn't looking forward to it, just another person to be torn away from me.

I didn't notice that we had stopped in front of a silver pole with two handcuffs on opposite ends of each other, but I did notice the crowd we had collected in the middle of the field/backyard of approx 350+ they're voices begun to rise speaking amongst themselves in curiosity.

My train of thought was abruptly stopped when Jared shoved my shoulders down causing me to go on my knees.

"Secure her." Jared said in his alpha tone to another bulky member of the pack.

"But alpha what did she do to deserve this punishment?" The man who I'm guessing is the beta asked in fear and curiosity.

"She was brought here much to my dismay because of the council. We will not treat her as an equal, she is a mongrel, a burden among the pack. And then she breaks a mirror that once belonged to my grandmother!" Jared yelled to the crowd who started growling in agreement.

I looked up to see that the crowd had grown from 350+ to 500+ forming a circle of people. I skimmed across their faces and saw a woman with a baby and two girls heads poking out from her sides. The girls tugged on their mothers pants looking sad, the mother looked down at them and spoke a few words making the girls cover their eyes. I sighed quietly tasting the blood from my eye that had dripped down to my chin across my lips.

'Who does she think she is?'

'Idiot why would she dare do such a disrespectful thing to the alpha?'

'Now I get why her parents offed the-'

I cut off from the woman who spoke and focused on my breathing which was shaky.

"Let us show her discipline so that she will learn and grow." Jared said bitterly.

Jared and the beta started to walk behind me but not before Jared ripped my shirt open to reveal my back, my spine was protruding and the people were growling in approval.

"How many should Tehaley get?"

'25!'

'No 35!'

'Make it 70!'

"75 it is then." Jared said to himself before he coiled the whip, snapping it on to my back which caused me to let out a blood curdling scream. My back throbbing as he let out blow after blow. I stopped screaming after 5 hits finding it useless. I gripped the chains holding my to the pole causing my knuckles to go white. I wasn't crying, not a single tear I wouldn't give them the pleasure of my pain. I tried to block out the pain which would only last for a couple minutes.

I started looking around the crowd taking in their expression which was mostly anger and rage some with pity and some with disgust. After 2 minutes of scanning the crowd my blood crowded eyes fell upon 3 guys, it was strange they didn't share the same facial expressions as the rest of the crowd, they seemed like they were roughly 18-20 the first man had white/blonde curly hair, emerald green eyes and a lean figure, he had his hands in his pockets and looked at me curious about something. The guy beside him with red fiery hair, hazel eyes and a wide nose covered in freckles, had a bulking figure but stood 2" shorter that the first man. He looked at me with pride. Pride for what though? I was pathetic. The third man was standing a bit behind the first two with midnight black shaggy hair and light glossy blue eyes with a wide jaw that went narrow to his chin. He was lean but muscular. His expression confused me the most, it was a mix of anger and happiness, not anger towards me though.

My train of thought was diminished as Jared gave me the final blow which seemed to take forever as he attached something to the end of the whip. My arms extended in the silver handcuffs by frail body settled on my buckled knees, I readied myself for whatever that was coming. I heard the whip being pulled back and Jared's growl as he snapped the whip with a celestial silver knife/fork onto my back making me screech in pain, my head threw back as the burning sensation ran through my entire body. The crowd was pleased with my reaction which sickened me. I looked forward hoping to see the three odd men gazing at me as they were before but they were gone. 'Of course they would be.' I thought to myself 'The shows over you have played your part.' Jared and the beta walked forward towards my back. I felt a paint brush on my back painting something on me.

"You are the omega mutt," Jared said with a snicker "Don't forget it." And with that they left me, left me in the middle of the field with the crowd that had started to fade away.

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Authors note: This was very fun to write even though I had to re-write it about 4 times because it kept on getting deleted :(

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