Bad Alpha; BadAss Luna

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After school ended for the day, Hunter and I were conjuring up a plan to retrieve my car; being that my Step Mom has taken the keys, evil witch. Some would think I seem like a spoiled brat, but everyone should learn that only those who give respect, shall receive it. That's where most people get the wrong idea about me, for everything I own, has been bought with my own money or worked for with my own hands. Hunter parked his car two houses down from my father's when we arrived on my street. I dipped out the car and secretly made my way up the driveway, seeing my beautiful baby just sitting there. My dads car wasn't in its usual spot, meaning he must be at work, this is good. I strategically opened the door trying not to make a sound as my feet ventured through. Rushing into the house I headed straight for the kitchen, top drawer next to the sink; where she keeps all the keys. A normal person would've just wandered in and nonchalantly grabbed their belongings, but incase you forgot I should probably be put away in a looney bin, especially for what I was wearing. Hunter and I thought it would be fun to dress up for this occasion; wearing black skinny jeans and a black sweatshirt, accompanied by my black hood that was pulled over my head. I strode to the kitchen while doing a cool ninja role across the floor to the counter, should've been a spy. Opening the draw I grabbed the purple dazzled keys then quickly turning on my heals; only to hear a shriek. The sound of a metal bat could be heard scraping the floor, then the wind as it pummeled towards my head in one swift motion. While grabbing ahold of my now dented dome piece, I hurriedly pulled my hood off only to see the culprit; Stacey. My Step Mom was standing there with a plate in her hand, a plate, really?! What the fucks a plate going to do? Before I could even let myself be known she pegged the plate at me, hitting me directly in the face allowing it to shatter across the floor.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" I screamed grabbing my eye in pain, snatching the keys and started bolting out the door before she could throw anything else at me.

"Cat?! What are you doing? Why are you here?" She kept questioning and followed me to the front door, not even mentioning how she basically just beat the crap out of me with a plate. Hopping in my car I shoved the keys in the ignition and sped off, seeing Hunter trail close behind me. I ripped off the hoodie while steering with one hand, throwing it to the passenger seat so I could inspect the damage done to my face in the rear view mirror. I had an enormous gash across my right cheek and blood had been trickling down my forehead from when she lodged the metal bat. Why would she toss the damn bat instead of swinging? If I were an actual killer, wouldn't I have the advantage if I had a bat in my possession even after getting hit? Fucking Ridiculous if you ask me.

5 minutes later we were parked in front of Hunters house, I marched inside without waiting for Hunter and came face to face with Alex, James and Jason. "Hey guys" I nodded, slightly waving my hand almost forgetting I had blood oozing from my face.

"Hey hot- Holy shit what happened to your face?" James spat but cut short after glancing at me, shock evident in his voice.

"My nutcase Step Mom" I shrugged and ignored their stares while groggily making my way to the bedroom, I stopped at the bathroom getting an emergency kit out of the pantry. Opening the red case and glancing at all the medical supplies, I let out a frustrating scream realizing I have no clue what I'm suppose to be doing.

"Need help?" Someone said from behind me, peaking at the mirror I saw Alex standing there, a nonexistent smirk plastered on his face.

"Please" I spoke under my breath with one last huff, throwing the medical supplies on the counter. He twirled me around and picked me up, setting me on the bathroom counter and squeezing his way between my legs. Reaching over and slightly grazing my bare leg, he grabbed the peroxide, pouring the substance on a small towel and brought it near my face.