Chapter 7
Noah POV
I'm in a deep sleep, when I start to have a dream. A dream that isn't mine.
*Dream/Flashback*
I see a little girl around five years old. Two little kids were next to her and they are pushing her like she was dirt. That's so sad! Little shitheads.
"Rashlyn! Why don't you just go away! Nobody wants you here!"
The little girl's lip quivers but she answers anyway, "I would if I could but I can't. I'm so sorry."
Poor little girl! Wait! The shithead kid said Rashlyn. That's what Roselyn said they called her! That's what fugly slut called her! Oh my god! Is this Roselyn's dream? Is this what they did to her?
Then that scene dissolved into a new one. This time the girl (Roselyn if I'm correct) was about nine.
"Rashlyn? How does it feel to be an orphan? How does it make you feel that your parents killed themselves because they hate you?" Ugh. It was Blake who says this.
"They didn't kill themselves. Rogues killed them. And they loved me Blake..." Young Roselyn says to him with tears in her eyes.
"No they didn't. Nobody loves you and nobody ever will."
But I love Roselyn... The next part comes on and Roselyn is eleven. I don't know why but I can tell.
"Roselyn. Come to my room. I have to talk to you." Blake says.
"Why?"
"Don't question. Just come on!" He snaps. She puts down the cleaning supplies she has in her hand. They must have made her act like the maid at the pack house. She follows him into his room and he slams the door. Blake pushes her up against a wall. Then he starts yelling in her face.
"Why are you so damn pretty? Everyone hates you! You are supposed to be ugly! You are a pain to the pack! An ache that they have to carry around!"
Then he slaps her across her face and she holds her hand to the mark while it stings. I am looking from Roselyn's point of view. She is shaking slightly. I can tell she is scared he is going to slap her again. Thankfully there is a voice that saves her from getting struck again.
"Blake honey? Noah is here!" Blake's mom calls from what seems to be downstairs.
Noah? Wait that's me?! Blake grabs Roselyn and throws her in his closet.
"Be quiet and don't make a sound or move. If you do, you are getting hurt worse later." She nods.
He goes and opens the door and in walks the twelve year old me. I am still watching from Roselyn's point of view as she peeks through the crack timidly.
"Hey Blake! What's going on?" The younger me says.
"Ah nothing. Haha let me let you in on a secret." He laughs evilly.
"What about?"
"Well there is this orphan girl in our pack. The whole pack teases and torments her. It's freakin hilarious! You should see her expressions when we are mean to her!" He laughs.
"Why would you all tease her Blake?"
"Because its flipping hilarious and we can! Do you want to go torment her with me?"
"No Blake. That's wrong and you know it. I feel bad for the poor little girl. What did she do to deserve that?"
"Reasons. Plus It's not wrong, we're just having fun."
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Just In Time
WerewolfRoselyn was abused by some teens in her pack... Among adults... And when she wasn't being abused she was left alone. She doesn't know why all of this is happening to her; what did she do to deserve this? She runs away not knowing what to do.. And th...
