Living with the pack (EDITING)

Alex has been living on the streets for years so when she is taken by the pack psycho she is not happy. But there is more to the pack then even she can imagine, The alpha is to kind to her, it's suspicious, how can she survive pack life when there are so many secrets, so many lies and so much danger. How can she survive Anthony, the boy who has ripped her from her life and now claims he owns her.

My first story on wattpad, had this one knocking about for a while...tell me what you think...vote...fan...comment....k bye...

 

 

I never thought anything exciting would ever happen to me, if I thought about it logically I was not the obvious candidate. In movies and books it was always the relatively rich girls who all the exciting things happened to, the ones whose biggest problem was moving house…bitch please…if my biggest problem was moving house I’d be the happiest girl in the country…hell if I had a house I would be the happiest girl in the country.

Even at a stretch it was the loser girls who suddenly got everything they ever dreamed of and you guessed it they lived happily ever after. I never got a chance to live happily ever after but hey who needs it I’m fine the way I am…or at least I was but trouble seems to have a way of finding me. I never went looking for trouble; trouble seems to stick to me like annoying gloop you just can’t get rid of and it seems the more I try to shake it off…the harder it sticks.

I had dreams once upon a time sure, back when I was still under the illusion that everyone lived happily ever after. I once wanted to be a doctor, or a nurse, but I couldn’t always get to school and took so many days off that everyone started to notice and ask why I wasn’t in school every day, that I was falling behind…I couldn’t tell them the truth, all the other kids made fun of me I can still hear it now ‘freak’ is what they used to call me, I suppose it wasn’t normal for a child to have her goals in life so clearly set but that’s just me, I knew exactly what I wanted to do and nothing was going to stand in my way….except maybe life.

Yup reality set in with a crash and I realised that no, life does not go that way, it’s not like movies where everything falls nicely into place and the child goes off to live her dream. The harsh tones of real life began to set in and I realised that you needed money to be what I wanted, hell you need money for everything these days and unfortunately I didn’t have it and my family weren’t exactly jumping at the chance to help. I didn’t actually have a family as such dad I think had the lucky escape, he was a low life found out mum was pregnant and legged it of course I almost envy him, he could run from it, but a baby who can’t even lift her head can’t run from life.

My mother tried…or at least that’s what I used to tell people, what it seemed to me was that no I in fact at twelve was running our household. By this stage she had already remarried, Jeff the only dad I ever knew…adopted me at the age of five…man he hated me. I begged mum to get rid of him but she didn’t he paid for her habits where my pathetic weekend jobs couldn’t. I promised my mum that one day I would get a real job and buy her a house and a car. She nodded along and smiled but I was still under that damn illusion that things would work out.

Mum died on the day of my thirteenth birthday to be exact. I told the other kids in school it was something the doctors just couldn’t figure out but it was a lie, I was embarrassed by her death, she died of an overdose. Life left me cruelly relieved by her death, of course I mourned…who wouldn’t but I couldn’t help but think this is it, no more beatings the services will have to take me in my mother’s gone…in a sick twist…I was horribly mistaken.

Jeff was my legal guardian and I think he hated it as much as I did, what kind of a man wants to be lumbered with another man’s kid? The cycle was broken without my mother to vent most of his anger on I got it. It took me a year and a pretty nasty ‘fall’ down the stairs to take my only option left and run. It was that decision that doomed me for good I was sure but what other option did I have?