I'm Back Bitches

1.9

2 weeks and 2 days until decision
4 days until attack

Carsons pov

I slowly fluttered my eyes open. Seeing the light coming in through the curtains on my window.

"Ugh." I groaned out as I pushed my body up off the bed. "Another terrible morning, yay!" I mutter sarcastically. I look over at my clock and see it's 7 am. I roll my eyes and get off my bed to walk to my bathroom.

Wait, why is the pack house so quiet? My steps slowly come to a stop as I realize that.

"Ugh, all the bs is gonna be the death of me." I growl out. I make my way to my bathroom and start to get ready. I put on a light layer of mascara and I'm to lazy to do anything else. I then throw my red hair into a pony tail. I walk to my closet and look around trying to piece together an outfit. I grab a shorts bra and a pair of Nike pro shorts. I put on a tank that reads 'nope... not today'.  Because honestly that's my mood right now. I grab my running shoes and lace them up. I head out my bed room door and down the steps to the main level.

"Hey, where you going?" Katana asked as she saw me walk past her.

"I need to exercise. It always helps me think." I say continuing for the door.

"Ethan's pack came in yesterday. Since our pack house is bigger and you have more space. They are all training out in the fields." Kat said. making me stop again.

"I want to be alone." I push out harshly.

"I could go change real quick and come with y-" katana starts.

"Kat I just want to be alone. I'm sorry. Just give me some space I can't breathe." I rush out harder than I expected.

"Oh, um. Yeah okay. Just let me know if you need anything." She said in a small voice.

"Sorry." I mutter before I run out the front door and down the yard. I head for the woods and to the trail in the opposite direction of the training fields.

Everything that has happened is just playing in my mind. Having to pick between two guys. My mom dying in my arms. Greg. He's coming. All his abuse. My mind gets taken over and I see a flash back. It was the worst thing he had ever done to me. But I kept it hidden. Cause I never felt more self hatred or hatred for him.

"Why are you being such a big fucking disappointment?!" He screamed at me.

I felt myself fall on the floor of the woods, but i couldn't see as my vision was still blurred by my vision.

"Get up Carson. Fight back! I can just end you way easier that way! I can just tell your brother it was self protection! I can just say you finally snapped and went insane! Cause you are!" He got closer with every sentence until he was in my face but I wouldn't look at him.

His hand came into contact with my face but I won't give him the satisfaction he wanted. He wanted to hear my screams of pain. But I couldn't. I didn't feel any more.

"I know what dirty sluts like you want." He sneers grabbing my face and bringing it to where I'm looking at him.

"Oh I know all about it." He smirked evilly. He then dropped my face. His hands then went for his shirt. He pulled it up over his head. He then unbuckled his pants and dropped them to the floor. All he was in was his boxers. And I was praying they would stay on. He rushed for me and threw me on the floor. He ripped my shirt off and then my pants.

"Please don't. Please. You don't have to doing this." I whispered to him. "Dad, please." I begged once more.

"Shut up you filthy slut! You aren't my daughter!" He then put his hands over my mouth and forced me into something I didn't want.