I Am Wrath (Seven Deadly Sins Series)

Whitney woke in the night feeling like her chest was being crushed beneath the panic that settled over her. When Whitney was all the way awoke, she was confused. Disoriented, like the strange sensation of waking up in a bed that wasn’t your own and then struggling to remember where you’d fallen asleep. .

Fear squeezed around her stomach and wrapped around her heart sending it into a frenzy beat. She was never this afraid. Usually she was over-confident and feeling like she was in control. Now she had no way of knowing what was coming she had no control.

It was like the feeling of being on a roller coaster for the first time without being on any fast rides before.

Your palms would be sweaty as the person came around and check if ever body was strapped in probably. The slowly as your hands held the bar very tightly the cart would make its way of the steel mountain. It comes to a slow stop as you reach the very top. You look straight ahead afraid to look down. Then before you can jump out the person at the top starts the ride. You go down fast as your belly drops and you scream or even squeeze your eyes shut. Agonizing seconds pass as you go through loops and twirls then finally comes to a stop. Then slowly you go onto land. At first you sway, then after your fine you decide if you want to go back on or not.

Well right that second Whitney knew that she didn't want to go on that ride. She knew he had taken it a step to far both of them. Flashes of their faces flitted across her mind like a big screen of a horror movie making you want to turn the channel and hide under the covers, but she knew she couldn’t hide. Maybe for a little but you can never hide forever.

Huddled under the blankets cocooned in their warmth blood fell from her face covering the pillow and mixing with tears on the way down. She felt safe for a second under those blankets.

Then the safety was gone. She was yanked under the blankets light filling her eyes.

"You little sh*t" Unable to hold in her gasp as he backhanded her in the cheek. Her eyes filled with tears and they slowed when he gave her the pointed "don't even think about it" look. Stomping away he passed his wife who ran to her daughter’s bed side.

Clara her mom moved the hair out of Whitney’s faced and gasp. Clara lightly fingered the growing bruise.

"This is your fault sweetie, you shouldn't have been born" She said in her quiet sweet voice. Her mom never laid a hand on her but still punched her with her words.

"Well you look fine go make dinner I'm hungry" Her mom got up and slammed the door on her way out. Whitney looked to the right to the picture on her bed side table. Her sisters and brother smiled back. Whitney remembered what her sister said. That day she made a promise that day was the day her brother died, and she first got hit.

Whitney lay in her bed crying slightly holding her bruised stomach under the covers. She pulled the comforter over her head as she heard the door open. A soft thud sounded and the bed dipped at her side.

"Come on Winnie open up" Came her sister Cece said as she tugged at the bed sheet. Whitney pulled the covers down and looked at her sister.

Cece had stained tear streaks and looked at her funny.

"Honey, I'm leaving going off to get an education but I promise I'll come back and see you and bring you to me when I get the money." Whitney hugged her sister and nodded her head not saying a word.

"I promise" Her sister whispered again and left that night.

It's been 3 years and she hasn't come back. Now that Whitney is older she understands what she has to do. Whitney was 13 barely a teenager. So she packed up her bags that night and left without looking back. Whitney was leaving to go find her sister without any clues.

Her face hardened as she walked out the door not only her face but her heart. It was her against the world. She had turned to Wrath as a friend.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed I want to thank these people:

Flyinghopes- for originally having the idea

Sbieker93- for being my editor. :D Thanks

Also I just wanted to say that the first chapter on all the books are inductor pages, aka how the girls got the way they were.