Broken, That's all I feel!

Chapter 12

Marko P.O.V.

Because of the mate bond I can see her dreams and see can see mine. So I didn't know what to make of her dream at first but now after her dream I was ready for blood, their blood. How could the two people that brought you into the world be so heartless, abusive and just pure cruel to their beautiful daughter. And it didn't just stop with her parents but the whole pack. No wonder she was scared, hurt and finding it hard to deal with her life. Hell if I was her I would have killed myself long ago.

Flashback (Violla's Dream)............

I'm 7 years old. I look out of the kitchen door and see all of the young pack children playing in the pool, on the swings and laughing and being silly with their friends and their parents look at them, with love and joy and happyness. Why can't my mommy and daddy look at me like that. I don't understand. 

They always beat me up, it hurts, it hurts all the time....I cry for help yet no one comes, I go to bed and curl up in a ball, I have no one, no one loves me. Alone, scared, in pain that's all I feel. Not even in my dreams am I safe. 

After making dinner and burning myself on accident on the oven door I make the meal. No help. Why would they, they are much more important than I. After setting the table I jump down off my stool and put it away in the pantry. And run to the kitchen door and yank it open. I want friends, I'm always alone. I run up to a girl that looks like my age, she has fuzzy red hair and green eyes with freckles on her cheeks. 

"Hi, hi, hi" my bubbly voice jumps, I'm excited...the first person I talk to. She turns and looks at me with confusion, then disgust. That's enough to wipe the smile from my face. "Who are YOU" she spits with annoyance and glares at me. "I I I- am Violla, whats your name", she crosses her arms over her chest and lifts her head in the air... being whats that complicated word superi' something. I look down to the ground see no one likes me.

A boy about 10 comes over with an outraged expression, "Olivia sis, come with me... I hope you didn't speak to that disease" I asked her with worry in his eyes she quickly shook her head back and forth 'no'...and took his hand. He slapped me in the face with enough power to send me flying back 5 feet on my face in the dirt. "Don't TALK TO MY SISTER AGAIN YOU FUCKING PLAGUE" He screamed at me. 

I sit on my bum and cry, am I really a disease.... my mommy and daddy call me so many things I don't really now what I am. 

My face is probably red now, no one wants me. I see a huge shadow in front of me and cower away from it. Bad idea cause my father grabs my neck and lifts me from a sitting position till my face is level with his, his thumb and other fingers embedding into my neck, painfully making me cry harder.... I started to chock. My body dangling in mid air. 

"YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO SPEAK TO OTHER PACK CHILDREN...HOW DARE YOU LEAVE THE HOUSE.... YOU DISOBEDIENT PIECE OF SHIT..... NO SCRAPS FOR YOU FOR 2 DAYS! hOW DARE YOU EMBARRASS ME AND YOUR MOTHER. YOU ONLY SPEAK WHEN TOLD TO. UNDERSTAND IF I HAVE TO SAY THIS ONE MORE TIME. YOU'LL BE DEAD. UNDERSTOOD!" He bellowed at me using his Alpha voice I nodded my head 'yes' cause I couldn't speak, I was being chocked after all. He glared and opened his fingers causing me to fall on my bum I heard a crack, my wrist broke from me trying to catch my own fall. I wanted to scream but he was still to close so, I ran into my room in the cloakroom and cried and screamed. No one would hear me they where outside playing and having... what do they call it... I think I heard someone say some word like....'fun' yeah its fun. I don't really know what fun is.

I start to do the laundry once I wrap my wrist in a bandage with an ice-pack in it. it won't put my bone back in place but it will stop my hand going HUGE!