This Means War

We are Placing You On Parole

"Whats going on?!" Chase shouted.

The police officer had put me into handcuffs. I screamed and tried desperately to get to my Uncle.

"Your Mental!" I shrieked,

the handcuffs were sterling silver, it wouldn't kill me, but it was causing red welts on my arms. My Uncle stood there grinning, as if I were the one that needed to go to a mental asylum. All the commotion had me worried, what of the pack? What if they were caught. I did the one thing I could do. I tilted my head up to the sky and I let out a howl, telling the pack to stay safe and alert. Chase joined me and We waited for my reply. Alex's howl was first, then Jake and Josh, Scarlet, Foxx then Jeremy. It seemed to say to me, "just hang on, we'll figure something out." As I was pushed into the car I saw a glimpse of 2 yellow and 10 green eyes reflecting in the woods. They would come for me, I just hoped they stayed safe.

I was taken to Juvie and placed in a padded cell, a couple of days had passed before I cracked.

"What about school?!" I yell, "I have exams!"

"Don't worry hopefully you'll be out before then"

I sat down my knees hugged up to my chest. I had a criminal record because of that bastard. He's going to get payback. And we all know paybacks a bitch.

The door opened and an officer stepped in.

"We are placing you on parole, you are free to go. For now."

Two officers escort me out and into a car, they drove me to school during 3rd period. They were still by my side when I walked into class. I hadn't had a shower in days, the blood still looked raw. My leg was still broken.

"There you go Miss."

The officers took my handcuffs off and watched me as I limped to my seat at the back of the class. They had a talk to my teacher then left. All the kids turned to look at me. I bent my head to play with my parole bracelet.

"Sam" my teacher calls me.

I look up, my eyes black from fighting with my uncle.

"Do you want to head to the nurse?"

I nodded my head wearily. I looked up just in time to catch Leanne's snigger and Ceronicas sympathy look. My knee was bent at an awkward angle which once everyone saw started dry-heaving.

The nurse was horrified when I limped in.

"My goodness what happened?"

I sat down and started crying,

"My Uncle broke my leg and then called the police who took me to Juvie, all because he wanted his son dead but he accidentally shot me instead."

The words came gushing out, I couldn't stop myself. she stood up and gave me a hug.

"Where did he shoot you?" She asked,

I pulled my hair back and showed her my torn temple. Her eyes widened in shock. She hurriedly got up looking for an antiseptic wipe. She came back with three wipes and a needle.

"Is that needle silver?" I asked before she could stick it in.

She nodded.

"I'm kinda allergic to silver"

I showed her my wrists, the welts had turned purple. She sighed,

"You're not having a good week are you?" She says eyeing my parole bracelet.