Chapter 3. The Past

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(AN: this chapter is based in the past of Jenica so she is younger and in Australia. Sorry if you don't like it but I felt like you needed it so)

I woke up to yelling again. Mum and Dad are fighting. I can hear the nasty venomous roar in his voice. I can hear the innocent pur in hers. *CRASH* I jump at the noise and immediately jump off my bed, opening the door, and peaking at them. I can barely make out what they are saying. "You can't just let the Warriors and hunters die! It's your pack, Harry!" My mom shouts, making sure she gets her point across. "I don't care! It's their fault for walking into such a mess! They are wolves, Samantha! Not humans!" He roars back, not filtering his words. "So. Humans are idiots to you?" My mom sounds hurt, even distressed. "Honey, I didn't mean that. I'm sorry" he tries to stop her from leaving by grabbing her arm tightly. I ran down the stairs and begged them to stop fighting. Today is my 16th birthday. It's also the worst day of my life. My dad, without thinking, punched me and knocked me out. My mom cried for him to let go but she isn't the reason he let go. Hannah was.

Hannah is my girlfriend, a warrior wolf from the neighboring pack of wolves and vampires. She has beautiful curly red hair and piercing green eyes that make you just fall in love. But there was something in those eyes. I can only describe as hurt. Pain. Everytime I looked into them, I felt dread, like I was watching a horror film and at any second there was at jump scare. At any moment, I knew her true evil would come out. What if she really hur-. My racing thoughts are cut short as I jump and wake up to an ear piercing scream. Like a banshee. I watch as my own girlfriend, Hannah, pulls out a gun and shoots my father in the head. I sit in shock and watch the blood pour from the wound. My mom bends down sobbing over his dead body. "Harry...I'm so sorry" She repeats as she sobs and rocks. Hannah ' raspy venomous voice then breaks the silence, "No one will touch my babygirl," She sounded almost possessed. "No one but me." After that, another gunshot is heard and my mother lay dead atop my father with her brains blown out. I snap out of my trance and stare at Hannah with regret. "What the fuck is wrong with you, Han?" I say as I run upstairs and grab my sisters, running out of the house and running to Kassie's.

Kassie greets me at the door and my sisters run inside. "She killed them, Kas. She killed both of them." I say, shaking in my own boots. Kassie just engulfs me in a hug and picks me up, laying me on her couch. I hear her say she's going to get me hot chocolate but all I can do is stare into nothing. My sister, Alyssa, jumps onto my lap and hugs me tightly as my other sister, Mackenzie, reads a book silently. Right now is the time wahere I wish I had my brother, Jack. He died in a pack war with Kassie's family. The fuck ed up thing though, is that Kassie killed my brother. Out of self-defense. I wish he hadn't died. I wish I could have told him goodbye. He was so young, with ashy white hair and these devilish brown chocolate eyes. He was a couple years older then me. Built like a true alpha with huge muscles and a tall stature. He had the kindest heart though. My father was to give him alpha when he hit 18. He died a day before he turned 18. I'm snapped out of my thoughts again my Kassie handing me the hot chocolate and she gives my sisters so chicken pot pie. She always knew how to take care of us. Natural born medic. All that's left of my family now is Alyssa, 14 years old, Mackenzie, 13 years old, and me, Jenica, who is 16 years old as of today.

I don't think I may ever forgive Hannah.

~a week before leaving~

I heard a knock on my door. The dogs go wild and the hair on my neck stands knowing the exact person behind that door. It's her. The one who killed my parents. The one who broke my heart. Hannah. The polite soul that I am though, I answer the door. Her hair, still as curly as it was that day. Her eyes seemed a bit darker. More sorrowful yet more evil. "Hey Jenny." She says sweetly. Ugh. I smile fakely and reply. "Hello Hannah." I say it with just as fake as happiness as my smile. Next thing I know she's pinning me to the wall, kissing my neck. "S-Stop..." I manage to say, moaning a bit. "Never." She replies with venom in her tone.

5 hours later I wake up, full on naked and she lays next to me, naked as well. I was raped. For 5 hours. She bloody raped me. Who does that?! I stood quickly, shifting into a massive white wolf with scars all over me and I bolt out of there with my clothes in my mouth. I go to Kassie's, having my sisters put on my back and I run off to a small pack in the middle of the woods. They let us live there until we had to leave Australia. I felt watched every night though. As if someone --or something-- watched us from the trees as we left. Who was it? I may never know.

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