Sold To The Dirty

~Chapter 1~Extremly edited

I was sold when I was ten to the person or should I say vile creature that I am with now, sold to him by the person you would least expect. My Mom. Yeah, my own mom sold me to a strange nasty man when I was only ten. The only reason that she did that, is because my father cheated.

I only started with cleaning the house. Then I started to clean outside and grow food, because the he was too damn lazy to buy anything for a healthy meal.

6 and a half years later and it's still the same. The only thing that's different is that I'm getting beat, almost everyday. I don't want to live anymore. I can't get out. I'm stuck here in this stupid house, away from the people who I thought I knew and loved, but now...I don't even know where they are, all because of my parents. I don't have a life, I don't have anything to live for anymore.

And believe me, I want out. Out of this prison house, and out of this prison mind. So I can have a chance to live a real life. One with happiness.

He doesn't care that I'm in pain, but why would he anyway? So I just sit here, silently in a numbing pain that just sits there and doesn't go away.

I at some point he came in and started beating me again. I didn't notice, I was too focused on imaging what my life would have been like if it hadn't gone this way.

While he was beating me, he got mad because he didn't get a reaction. So he hit me harder. I felt strong urge to defend myself when he started to rip my clothes off.

I couldn't control my body either. It's like, some other part of my conscience was controlling me. I was unwillingly fighting him, finally fighting back, against the person I feared the most, who knows what would happen if I didn't win.

A rush of power came through my while body and I had my control back. He was on the ground, I could tell he was breathing, but not registering what was happening around him. Taking this time to run, I disappeared into the dark, dense forest

I don't know how long I've been walking but, I have to keep going. No matter how tired I am, he could be searching for me. If he finds me again, anything could happen, and I don't want to go back to that life. I just want to have a small peak of a good, happy life before I die.

I woke up on a hard cement floor

"Hey little pup"

I looked up to see a dark shadow leaned against the corner.

Where was I? How did I get here?

"Don't worry," the shadow man said, "I found you on the outer edges of our territory, you looked like you needed help. Anyway, you'll be fine, just stay calm. And when the alpha gets here. Do everything he says."

I curled back into myself. How an I going to get out of this? I can't go back to him, if he's alive he'll kill me.

"Little pup, Alpha is ready for you, remember what I said." The strange shadow man says while I get up thinking that I'm finally going to die. He puts the the metal things around my wrist that burn into my skin down to the bone. He holds the chain as he leads me out of the cell and up some stairs to the light and into a building all while people are looking at me some with pity some with disgust. Being used to it I just keep my head down not looking at them so I don't get a hurt. We walk into this tiny box and the doors close, I feel like we're moving up? Suddenly there is a few slight beeps and the doors slide open to reveal a long hallway with a big oak door at the end of it. We walk up to the door knock, and here a deep, masculine voice say.

"Come in."

Walking in, it's gorgeous. High ceilings, books, a large oak desk right in the center. Piled high with papers and a muscular man behind a computer.

"Is this the roug-" He pauses as he looks up into my eyes and takes a deep breath in through his nose. Suddenly I'm up against the wall with his head in my neck saying mine mine mine. I was starting to feel something tighten in my chest as my breathing started to increase. My breathing was becoming so rapid I was starting to see little black spots everywhere I looked and my head was getting dizzy. He pulled his head out of my neck and looked into my eyes, he looked scared. I passed out as he said my name.

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I felt myself gain conscience and I opened my eyes but quickly shut them, the light was to bright. I slowly started to open my eyes to get used to the light. When I did I looked around and saw the man from the office and a bunch of cords in my arms.

I want to get out of here, I feel clastophobic. I started to sit up in the hard hospital bed and pull things out of my arms. All the machines started to go off with loud beeping and scream like noises. The man walked in and looked just as scared as I was.

"Woah! Don't take those out, they are not going to hurt you. Your fine"

I backed up and went under the bed.

"No no no, I'm not going to hurt you please come out."

"Alpha you called me?" Another man came in and looked kinda familiar.

"Yes, did you bring the doctor, he needs to but the tubes back in."

"Yeah, anything else?" The guy said, he kinda looked familiar?..

"Yeah, Um.. my mate kinda looks like Kat did when your mom... Sold her, do you think it might be her? Come here and look."he said quietly.

The other man came and looked at me he started to look like studying me while I just started to shake from getting even more terrified.

"It is, It's katrina! She's finally home, maybe now everyone will be happy and our family can be complete again. " He said in a serious happy tone.

I have a family? They missed me?