A Matter of Perspective

Chapter 6

  Dedicated to Bunny2450
    He just looked at me. I waded my option of keeping track of time, but I really didn't want to. His amber eyes, they're so-ughhh! I don't know. But, it is like all of the emotions clouded into one beautiful hue. 

 "I never told you my name. So, my name is Keira." His lips twitched into a smile; not a teeth smile, but a curved smile. He tested it on his lips a few times and each time his eyes grew brighter. Then, the bell rang. 

"Well, Kiera got to go." Before he could go, I grabbed his hand, looking up with begging eyes. 

"please don't tell anyone I told you." He jumped up and left and he didn't give me an answer. Now, all I have left is...nothing. Great. I have to go home.

 
Panic. Panic. Panic. Buh bump. Buh bump. Buh bump. My heart rate was getting extremely higher and I couldn't stop it from happening. First, he doesn't compromise, then, I have to go home. I reluctantly started to walk home. I don't walk home because they don't give me anything to travel with, I just want to get home as slow as possible. My heart rate just gets faster the more I walk. Tiny black dots are forming in my vision and I don't want them to stop. The thought of going home for another beating today--. But in the end, the world wins. I get home, safe and sound. I look at the old rusted handle once again and debate running back to Kyle. Though I don't know where he lives. 

Finally, I turn the door knob and walk in. Slowly, my feet take me to the kitchen, where I drop my bag and start dinner. Even though it's only 3:25, he likes his dinner early. Thank goodness she is coming back next Friday. Then the horrible beatings will stop. But today is Friday. I don't have school tomorrow. No. No. No. no. No! I pull at my hair while I mumble. SMACK! I jumped back in terror. I looked up and it was AF. (Adopted Father). He was drunk. Again. I sighed in relief knowing, he wouldn't try anything. I grabbed his almost burned dinner, and set it on the table, ready to eat.
    I froze when I felt his touch. His hands were groping me. 

"Stop." He grunted as he kept going. "Please, stop." He turned me around aggressively and grunted a no. He just kept on going. 

"Please just STOP!" He stopped. 

 "What did you say to me girl?" My bottom lip started to quiver, as he looked at me in anger.

 "I said, stop." I said firmly. He snarled at me. 

"You! Do not get to tell me what to do! I own you! Without me, you wouldn't have a roof over your head, you ungrateful girl!" He slapped me across the face, so hard that I collapsed to the ground. 

"You know what?! We are going to the pit." I screamed.

 "no! Please!" As I was desperately trying to get away from this. I received at kick to the stomach that had me wheezing for air.

 
He dragged me down the stairs while, I was screaming no, the whole way. He unlocked the awful door and yanked me by the hair. My whole body was screaming to get out of here. He shackled me to the chair belly down. My breathing was labored and heavy, while he left to torture me. The drip of the water falling made me crazy. My breathing started to increase when I heard his stomps coming my way. I couldn't help but cry. I'm so tired of this. My thoughts were consumed of how weak I was. And soon he was hear to show how that was really true. I heard a bucket fall, and I whimpered knowingly. Then, I felt the first strike. I cried out in pain. I may not have my wolf, but I am still a werewolf. The wolfsbane still affects me.  I could feel his wrath. With every strike, I just let myself wanting to slip into the light. Then, I thought, Kyle. I willed myself not to fall to the light. With every strike, the will to live got harder and harder. Till finally, the will to live, disappeared. Listening to the voices in my head, I let go.

Hey sorry it's short. Tell me what you think.
-Autumn🦉