Meet The Abused Werewolf

morning routine

This is my first story so if i need to fix anything just tell me.

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RING!!!!!!

RING!!!!!!

RING!!!!!!

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I slam my hand against the clock, hitting a bruise I got yesterday. I groan and get out of bed, slowly grabbing my clothes for a shower. I walk into the bathroom and take a quick shower. I get dressed and look at myself in the mirror. I see a 17 year old girl with dark red/black hair and white tips. I look about 5' 8'' and skinny as a twig. I'm wearing a black veil brides t-shirt and skull skinny jeans.

I grab my orange book bag and walk downstairs. My 7 year old brother is already down there getting ready.

"Ash, you better hurry up you're going to miss the bus" I tell him as I quickly hurry him out the door.

Once he leaves, I make breakfast for my dad and rush out the door. I get cold so I put my hoodie on. I put my earphones in and blare my music. After a while I finally see the school. I sigh and pull my hood up. This is going to be a long day, I think to myself.

I go to my classes and go through them as best as I can. By lunch time though Ive gotten pushed and shoved so much that there's 3 big bruises on my stomach, neck, and back. They'll be gone by morning though, they always are, I think to myself. I go hide in the library, because I know none of the popular people will look or go in there.

I grab my sketch pad from my bag and start to draw a beautiful black wolf howling, on a cliff overlooking a lake. When I get done with it I realize that lunch and 6th period are over. I head to my last and final class, art. Mrs. Victoria Zimmerman (she goes be Vicki outside of school), the students' just call her Mrs. Z, though, is teaching the class how to shade right and get a 3D look. She looks up and smiles at me when I walk in. I sit down in my seat in the back and open my sketchpad back up. I add little details to the picture I just finished, while I wait for Mrs. Z to finish with the class. When she gets done talking and sets them to a project, she comes over to me.

"What are you working on now?" Mrs. Z asks. I hand her the pad and let her look through them all. Once she gets done she asks herself, "it seems you keep drawing the same wolf, and I don't understand. Why?"

I shrug and say "He is the only thing I think of when I go to draw or if I daze off. The wolf is beautiful though and so is his territory. I love it".

She hands it back and asks me to draw the wolf's head in as much detail as I can. I ask her why and all she says is, "I want to show someone I know". I shrug and work the rest of class period. When the bell rings to go home, I'm finishing up the details on it. I pull it out and pack the rest up. I walk to Mrs. Z and hand it to her. She grabs it and thanks me. I walk out the school. I decide to go through the woods on my way home, since Ash is going to stay with one of his friends tonight. I turn my music on not bothering with earphones. I saw a couple deer but other than that it was silent. When I got to the edge of the woods I saw my back yard. I turned my music off and stuck it in my bag I threw my bag through my open window and went in the back door. I shut the door as quiet as I could and peeked around the corner towards the living room. I didn't see anyone, but when I went to go check the kitchen I felt a strong grip grab my neck. I was yanked backwards and shoved against the wall.

"Blaze, where did you go? I missed you before you left for school and then you take an hour to get home" my dad said as he slammed my face down into the ground. He flips me over and pushes down on my neck. I try to get his hands off me but they won't budge. He takes the beer bottle that he was drinking out of and smashes right next to my face, getting beer and glass over me. He takes the broken part of the bottle and digs it into my stomach. I whimper as it digs into my stomach and makes blood run down. "Don't be late again or it will be worse" He says as he gets off of me. He walks into the living room, sits down, and says "Oh and for dinner I want the onion rings, corn nuggets, and the country fried steak."

I slowly get up and go into the kitchen I get the stuff out and cook it. While I'm waiting for the food I raise my shirt and look at the damage. There a ring where it went in and blood is everywhere. I get the tweezers out and get all the glass out. I clean up the blood the best I can, then get the food I was cooking onto a plate and go into the living room. I stop beside my dad and hand him the plate and give him another beer. Once he's done I do the dishes and go up into my room. I change into a tank top and pj bottoms. I grab my bag and get my sketch pad out. I draw the black wolf, but this time he's fighting a rust colored wolf. This wolf is smaller, most wolfs are, but I think it's because he's an alpha wolf and all alphas are bigger. The rust wolf has many bites and his back paw is broke. The black wolf though isn't hurt other than his tail. It was bleeding a little. I looked out my window and thought about the wolf, and I slowly fell asleep like that.

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i know boring right i just wanted to get the first part done with