"MELISSA!"
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?" Stupid people, I thought to myself.
"Get the hell down and make me some food, I'm hungry!" But I ignored him. I mean c'mon they're just some stupid foster parents. Besides, I was busy. If you know what I'm saying.*wink wink*
*Gasp* Before you know it, the door was opened and I was suddenly pulled off. "Ouch!" I whined. "OH, I see that's what you've been busy with you filthy girl". I could feel the coldness and disgust in his eyes as he spoke to me. "Clean your mess, I want that boy out. NOW!" He roared using his 'warning' tone. As he was about to get going, he turned back around and said "Oh and hurry up down stairs I want the house cleaned and my food ready by the time i come back". I nodded and he gave me a cocky grin.
There! This is pretty much how my life goes. My parents, more like my 'real' parents, died in a car crash when I was four. Lucky me had no one to take care of her, no siblings, no relatives. At least nobody that I knew. It all started when we were going on a road trip, my dad controlling the car. We were happy, listening to music and singing until a big green truck crossed a red light slamming into us. My dad hesitated and lost control. The car flipped around and was totally destroyed. Eventually, I made it out but both of my parents passed away that day.
You know, sometimes I wish I haven't made it out during the accident; considering the consequences and the threats I have to live with now.
Anyways, I went downstairs, and cleaned the house 'spotless'. I mean I had to, It's not like I have a choice here or anything. If not, there will be some serious consequences I'll have to deal with. Right after that, I went up to the bathroom to clean myself up. I looked in the mirror and all i saw was this girl with tired green eyes looking back at me. I untied my pitch black hair letting it flow down to my mid back.
Now y'all are probably wondering why I had a 'guy' in my bedroom. Let's just start off by saying my name is Melissa Sandoval. I'm a 17 year old senior at Redwood High. I live in Detroit, Michigan. I am known as a player and the "seductress". I usually sleep around, get drunk, and not care about anything most of the time. Since it's my only way of hiding my true emotions on the inside.
Everyday when I get back home from school, my foster dad is waiting for me on the couch ready with a belt, sometimes even with a knife. Not to mention the times when he sexually harassed me. As to my foster mom, she usually sleeps her way through the day. Besides getting drunk, she does...absolutely nothing. But when she tends to lose control, she can be pretty threatening. She most likely hits me. Now this is exactly how I get all of my scars and bruises. Oh the love I have for them! I thought sarcastically. Sometimes my wolf wants nothing but to come out and rip their guts out but I tend to hold her back in ALL the time, considering my foster parents can take me down anytime, anywhere. They are much stronger than me. My foster dad is the alpha of the Reign Pack; known as the most dangerous pack. My luck...
*Ooopss!* Forgot to mention that 'Yes, I am a werewolf.' So are my two best friends that helped me out with everything; Crystal and Silver. The only ones who know what happens back home.
Crystal is the 18, innocent, kind hearted one. We've been best friends ever since we were children. Let's just say she knows my whole story from A to Z. She's the person to keep a secret. As for Silver, she's 19, meaning she graduated already. I haven't known her for so long, most likely about a year or so. Other than that, she is absolutely wonderful and helpful what so ever.
*Flashback*
"Crystallllllllll ! Hurry up, I need the bathroom! Enough with the shopping already, jeez!' I whined.
She rolled her eyes and hissed "Ughh Fine."
"So c'mon hurry , I really need the bathroom like really, really need it. NOW!" She chuckled at that while heading my direction.
When we finally got there, we heard sobbing coming from one of the stalls. Of course as for Crystal, always being the sweet and kind one, had to talk. She headed closer to where the sobbing was coming from. "Uh, ar-are you okay?" She asked. But there was no reply. She stepped closer this time saying "Well, um would you prehaps like to t-talk about it?" No reply, again. Right when we were about to head out, a beautiful girl about our age stepped out of the stall and said," R-really?". Both of me and Crystal nodded, unsure. The girl hesitated at first but then eventually gave in. That girl..was Silver. That night, something about her made me open up to her and spill my guts out; and I did. I told her my whole story.
*End of Flashback*
Ever since that day , all three of us became best friends and decided to stick together as long as forever goes.
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PICTURE OF MELISSA ------> As Lucy Hale :)
*Authors Note* heyyy guys! well me and my best friend wrote this! this is our very first story weve ever written. considering were REALLY lazy.... we actually put a lot of effort in this. mm well stick with us to find out about our new character Nash, a very handsome one btw lmao. there will be a lot of new drama, romance, humour, sadness, and dont forget the HOT guys revealed through out the story! Vote, Comment, leave a feedback, Become a fan for support! XOXO thank you for reading, hope you enjoyed! <3 Asians rock <3
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Players Don't Mate
WerewolfMelissa Sandoval, eighteen year old teenager, has been abused her whole entire life. She was left alone ever since her parents died in a car crash when she was four. Being a young werewolf without a pack,she was forced to live with her evil foster d...
