Winter's Howel

Chapter 1

Avalon's pov

I woke to the sound of footsteps climbing up the stairs. 'Why did you decide to take a nap at this time? You were supposed to make dinner! Now dad is going to punish us! ' my wolf Mara said. I knew I going to recieve a terrible beating to night. I hope he will walk past my closet of a room and go to his, but to night the moon goddess didn't answer my wishes.

My heart was beating so fast, as if I ran around the whole world. Soon the door flew open almost off it's hinges as he staggered through the door. "Where's my fucking dinner!" He yelled. " I- I'm sorry I ac-accidentally fell asleep a-and I just w-woke up!" I stuttered. I was afraid of what he might do. "What a sorry excuse that was" he sneered. He walked toward me in strangely calm steps but as he came closer I had no more room to back up, my back hit the wall making me flinch.

" look at that fucking disgusting body of yours. You don't deserve any of this you nasty whore!" He yelled. He grabbed my chin in his iron like grip. I then promised my self I won't cry. But I broke the promise, as I felt a tear roll down my face. His breath reeked of alcohol and cigarettes. He then rose his hand and backhanded me across the face as I felt tears go down my face.
He then punched me in the stomach, which knocked the breath out of me. I knelt over, holding my stomach so tight as if the pain will go away. He then kicked me repeatedly. "YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOUR DISOBEDIENT!"
He . "I'm s-sorry" I whispered. I felt as if some one dropped a building on me. I prayed to the moon goddess over and over again, for the pain to stop. 'Please stop the pain, please' I thought. My ribs were still broken from last beating. He then grabbed my neck so I can stand and look him in the eyes.
" did I tell you to speak? Because I thought I didn't " he growled. He then started choking me until I saw black in my vision. He then let me go and I fell to the floor limp. The last thing I remember was his footsteps that echoed throughout the room as he left.

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The next morning I woke up at 6 o'clock. Hoping I have enough time to make him breakfast. As I tried to get out of bed a shooting pain ran through my body. I whimpered with pain as I laid back down hoping the next try I get will be painless. I gave my self the pep talk as I do every morning. 10 minutes later I'm standing up.
I then slowly walk towards my small dresser and take out my black sweatshirt and a pair of jeans. I then look in to the mirror and see bruises going down my face, with hand marks on my neck. I then lightly touch them but I flinch when the bruises sting. I then get out my concealer and lightly apply some on. When I lifted my shirt up to look at my stomach, I saw blue,black and purple covering my whole stomach. I tried to put on my shirt as lightly as I can before brushing my hair.
I then grab my hairbrush off the white dresser, the white dresser was old. It had intricate designs in it. My mother gave it to me when i was 6 years old. And with the hairbrush i started brushing my dark brown hair back so I can put it in a pony tail.

I then put my old raggedy black sneakers on and slowly walk down stairs. 'Something is going to happen today I just don't no what...' Mara my wolf says. 'Well we are just going to have to wait and see ' I say back.
I then got out all the supplies to make my dad breakfast. The reason I haven't left this place yet is because my dad is the only family I have left.

Ever since my mom died, my dad didn't no how to let all his anger out. So the first time he hit me was when I was ten. It was the first day back to school after spring break. Everything was fine until I ask him if we if i can stay home from school, but he said no. I asked again and again. But he still said no. So I decided if i just asked again he would give in and let me. But I was wrong he then pulled over on the side of the road and ....hit me. I was to shock that I forgot how to breathe"Oh my goddess " He said. "I'm so sorry, it won't happen again" he whispered. " I promise". I then nodded hoping he will keep the promise. But boy was i wrong. It became a daily thing. Hit and then walk away. But soon it became a beating. Seven years later and he still hasn't changed. I have become his own personal punching bag....

I soon snapped out of my thoughts when I dropped an egg on the floor. I bent to pick it up careful with my movement. I then discarded the egg and continued cooking. When I was done I put it on the table with a glass of Orange juice.
I grabbed my backpack and walked to school.
"Off to Satan's spawning place" I mummered.
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A/N:
Hi guys!
This is my first story ever written so please don't judge. The girl in the picture is avalon.
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~Emily