My Mate Saved Me

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Groaning as I rolled over onto my side to turn off my alarm to get ready for my first day at my new high school.

We just moved Taylors Lakes because my Dad said he wanted to get out of this ‘shitty town’ his words not mine. I sit up as my feet touch the hard wooden floor, a shiver goes up my spine because of the cold floor as I walk to my bathroom. I look in the mirror and see a broken girl with bruises on her neck and arms.

Oh did I forget to tell you my name is Jasmin, I am 17 years old and have long dark brown hair, I have hazel eyes with a tint of green. I’m an only child, my mother died of cancer when I was 4 years old and my father is an abusive drunk who beats me nearly every day, ever since my Mum died.

I have a quick shower, brush my teeth and hair, put on some makeup to cover the purple and black bruises that cover my body, the ones I received from my Dad last night. As I carefully cover them  I'm trying to decided what to wear to school.

I settled on a pair of dark blue skinny jeans with a white long sleeve top and a purple hoodie. I pull on my black Converse shoes, grab all the books that I might need for school and head down stairs quietly so I don’t wake my Dad up.

“HEY YOU!” my Dad yells from his sofa in the living room.

 I slowly walk over to him “Yes Dad?” I barley whisper.

“Get me a beer!” I nod my head and walk to the fridge to find that we have none left.

I slowly walk back to the living room, my Dad looks at me “Where the fuck is my beer?!” he yells, I flinch at how loud he is, it startled me.

 “We have none left” I say, barely escaping my mouth before he snaps.

“WHAT?!” he yells getting up and walking to me, I know what is about to come.

I feel a sharp sting on my left cheek and fell to the floor, I look up to see him hovering over me as he kicked me in the stomach.

 “AHH!” I scream in pain.

“As soon as you finish school you better go buy me some, understand?!” I nod because I can barely speak and he walks away, leaving me on the floor in pain. I slowly get up, grab my bag and run out of the house to my car as fast as I could.

The worn seats of my ancient Toyota Celica comforting as I peel out of the driveway.

Great  way to start the first day school.

I’m a werewolf, by the way, I have a white coat with blue eyes. Running is my way of escaping, I barley get to go for a run anymore, My Dad is not a werewolf, I got it from my Mum's side, He doesn't understand.

I am not a rogue wolf, but then again, I don't have a pack, a mate or even found my place in this world.

God I hope I make some friends today.

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