Unlikely Mates -IM5 Fanfic

Chapter 2

Blanca's P.O.V

I didn't know where I was, but the smell of my surrounding was so familiar. I was in too much of a panic to even know what was going on. The room was black with only the moonlight to show some little details about the room. I was able to see a furnace and old furniture that hasn't been used in a long time. I also saw an old soccer ball that had the faces of Mickey Mouse on it and it was then I knew exactly where I was. I was in the basement of the last foster house I lived in when I was only eleven years old. I knew then that I was dreaming about the night that everything got out of control and changed my life, but the last thing I wanted was to re-live this moment, but I couldn't get myself to wake up. I started to hear footsteps coming down the stairs and I knew who was coming and I also knew what was going to happen. I still couldn't wake up and I could feel myself starting to get scared.

I knew who was coming because I could smell the strong scent cologne and sweat. It was so strong that I could even feel it in the air. This wasn't the first time I'd been put down here, but it was the first time I was feeling any actual fear. I didn't know exactly what my punishment was, but I knew that it was going to be something bad. All I remember thinking was that I didn't even do a thing was that it was just one plate, they shouldn't even make a big deal, but I learned that my new foster home and my new foster parents weren't going to take things easy or lightly.

The footsteps have started getting closer and I could already see the shadow of the guy coming. It was my foster dad who happened to be the definition of evil. He always found an excuse to lay a finger on any of the kids here. I have just recently moved into their foster house and I got more than one warning from the other kids to stay clear from him. I did and I tried, but I hadn't avoided him good enough because I was about to become his next victim. "You know you look extra beautiful with the fear in your eyes." I saw him, but all I could actually see was a monster in the form of a regular looking man. I wasn't scared anymore, I was petrified. He was an averaged height but was build for a man his age. I closed my eyes not wanting to look at those dark brown eyes that had the worst intentions. "Mr. Pendery, please leave me alone." I asked knowing the fear was evident in my voice.

Scott Pendery was apparently just my foster mom's boyfriend and not husband like she told the social service people. He would come and visit very often and when Marcia, my foster mom, would leave the house we would get stuck with him. When he got the chance to be alone like that he would start taking the alcohol in the cabinet that Marcia would leave. She had a drinking problem so she never ran out and Mr. Pendery would take advantage of that and if anything I think he made her problem worse.

I heard shuffling and before I knew it I could feel hot, alcohol tinted breath close to my face. "You seriously are a gorgeous girl, I wonder if the rest of you is as beautiful." I started tearing up when felt his strong hand on my thigh. Before I knew it I was screaming and trying to push him off. I could feel his strong hands going to the places that I knew he shouldn't be touching. I was about to give up and stop struggling when I suddenly felt something inside of me stir. This was when everything started to change.

My body started feeling lighter and I thought that I was ready to pass out from what was happening to me. Instead I could feel the lightness in my body turn into something more powerful and before I knew it the fear I was feeling turned into anger. I started to struggle again, but this time I was able to push him off of me.

I woke up with a sudden jolt. My breathing was so fast that I'm a surprised that I didn't faint yet. I could also feel sweat coming from my forehead. I didn't think of anything else and I didn't know where I was. That was when I saw my best friend Dana I literally jumped out of bed ready to defend myself if he got any closer. "Blanca, calm down." He said in a steady voice not wanting to freak me out. "Everything is alright. It was only a dream okay." He said getting closer. I had calmed my breathing, but my defense was still up. "You're here now and you're safe." I nodded not letting my guard down which is something I have not done since that day. I promised myself on that day to never get too comfortable and to always keep a barrier around me because the last thing I want is for a repeat of my dream. "Did you have that dream again?" He asked although he already knew the answer.