Alex frowns as he looks down my body. "Are these bruises from him?"
"What bruises? I don't have any bruises. Or scars or cuts or anything like that-" I rambled on and on. "Krissy, look at you stomach. Don't lie to me." I look down at my stomach. Damn it the makeup washed off.
"Okay. It was Micheal. But some of it wasn't." I rub the cuts on my thighs and wince when my nail scraped one of the gashes. Alex looks down and I can see tears well up in his eyes. Wow. He really cares about me.
"Krissy I'm so sorry." He sobs. I feel so guilty.
'Why did we do that? We're so dumb! Now Brian is sad!' Carmin cries.
Brian must be Alex's wolf. "Alex don't be sorry it's my fault." Tears well up in my eyes as I wrap my arms around him. "Krissy none of this is your fault! Don't blame yourself for any of this!" He wraps his arms around my waist sending a shiver down my spine.
"Alex what time is it?" Shit. "It's four thirty. Why?" No no no no. I'm late. "Shit I gotta go. I'm so sorry." I hurry out of the pool and grab Lana away from the boy she was talking to. "What are you doing Kris?!"
"I need you to drive me home now. He's going to kill me!" She starts the car and we drive off to my house. I could see Alex yelling and waving his arms behind me and I had to swallow the lump in my throat.
"Goodbye." I whisper to him as a tear makes its way down my cheek. I know he can't hear me. But I wished he could.
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"I'm so sorry sir." I cry as I walk in the shabby house I'm living in. "You better be sorry you little bitch!" He slaps my right cheek, making me fall to the floor. "Now get the hell up and make me dinner you piece of shit!" He kicks me in the gut and I get off the ground and run to the kitchen to make dinner.
"Sir? What would You like for dinner?" I wipe away the tears forming in the corners of my eyes. "God you're such a fat ass! Make me steak and mashed potatoes!" He yells from the living room. "Yes sir." I hurry and make the food he asked for.
"Here you go." I sit his plate in front of him. "Where the fucks my drink at slut? God you're so damn retarded! Get get me some soda!" He slaps me in the face. "Yes sir." I hurry to the kitchen to grab him some soda. "And don't forget the ice!" He growls. I hurry and put some ice in the cup of soda I made Micheal and sit it beside his plate. "Now get out of my sight. I'll come up to your room when I'm done." He smirks.
I grimace at the thought of what's going to happen when he's finished. Even though I know exactly what's to come. I run to my room and search for the black Leather case. As soon as I find it I open it and take out the silver blade.
*trigger warning. If you self harm or have ever self harmed, or just need someone to talk to, message me. I've been through it.*
1 cut. 2. 3. 4. 5. And on and on until I'm lying on the floor in a pool of blood, watching the red flow from my wrist.
Suddenly my eyes close and everything is black.
*end of trigger warning*
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Alex Pov.
"Shit. Dylan! I need to find her! Go get your mate the girl she was with, she'll know where she is." I yell as we jump in the car.
"On it!" He takes out his phone and dials her number. "Lanna? Hey! I really need your help."
"Yeah. We need to find Krissy. Can you give us directions to where she is?"
"Alright thanks. Okay."
I wait patiently for thirty minutes until he finally says goodbye and we are sitting in the driveway of a shabby house. She deserves much better than this.
"You go around back. I'll sneak in the top window. Most likely they're downstairs."
I smell her scent. Mixed in with blood. Fuck. I run to a window that I can smell her the strongest and quietly open it and slip inside.
I'm greeted by the site of my mate lying unconscious on the floor. With slit wrists and a pool of blood around her.
"Krystal? I'm coming. You better not have on any clothes when I get up there!" A voice I'm assuming to be Micheal yells from downstairs.
And then I lost it. He was not ever going to touch her again. But I had to get her to the pack Doctor or she might not make it.
'Get in the car start it and have my door open. Now.' I mind link Dylan.
He doesn't reply so I assume he's doing what I asked.
I scoop up Krissy in my arms and as soon as the door opens, I'm out the window and in the car.
"Drive."
THIS CHAPPIE IS DEDICATED TO beth110815 THANKS SO MUCH FOR ADDING MY STORY TO YOUR READING LIST <3
