Dally Johnson was born in New Jersey and still lives there with her step father, Anderson. She has always lived without someone to protect her from the one person that has abused her since he married her mother. He would and will abuse her when he w...
I was in the kitchen that had cherry stained cabinets and wooden walls. The floors were all covered with small stains of my very own blood.
I hear footsteps and realized my step-father was pissed and ready to hit.
He grabs me by the hair, causing me to drop the glass I was washing into the sink.
He yanks me down to the ground and cracks a few whips on me before kicking me.
I felt tears roll down my face as the pain spreads all over my small body. I whimper sadly and Jan does the same, my wolf.
"You are taking to long doing the dishes. You took over an hour fixing me dinner and now, you get punished." He rips me up by my hair and throws me into the walls.
I learned not to scream so, I just cry out in pain, softly.
He punches me and kicks me for another hour before leaving me in the kitchen in my ball.
'More blood stains.' I thought as I heard the front door slam shut.
I slowly get up and I try to ignore the pain that spreads through me.
I look around and I see that I have one dish.
I clean it and run to my room.
I grab my black tank top and black sleeping shorts. Including undergarments.
I jump in the shower and quickly get out after washing my blood away.
Finally, after waiting what seemed forever I climbed into my bed and I fall asleep.
(Jason's Pov)
"Mom!" I yelled at my mom to see if she were home.
No answer.
Yes........ I do not have to get yelled at for being drunk......
"Alpha?" Some one from my pack calls me.
"I am going to bed." I snap and ran to my room- well, stumble to my room.
I crawl into my bed and go to sleep.
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(Dally's Pov)
I wake up and look at the time.... 6:30 a.m.
I slowly crawl out of bed and go to my closest.
I pull my cloths off and look at my cuts and bruises.
Luckily, I heal faster than humans.
I pull a back twenty one pilots shirt on followed by black jeggings.
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Her outfit.
I walk downstairs and go outside and began to make my way to the new school only for people of my kind.... werewolves.
I am only 16 and I have not morphed.
I look around with my head down and seen a black car stop beside me.
"Do you need a ride?" A voice speaks.
"No," I growled and continued to walk on.
"Come on, please." The voice says as if he wanted me in the car.
"I said, 'no' and I meant it." I growled louder.
I looked at the person to see he had blonde hair and grey eyes. He looked as if he was -from in the car- 5'9'.
I walk on and I heard my favorite song play... my phone was going off.
Anderson:
Stop, talking to that guy.
Me:
Yes, sir.
I quickly walk and I keep my head down.
I played message man by twenty one pilots and carry on.
"No no no no no no
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
The loser hides behind A mask of my disguise And who I am today Is worse than other times You don't know what I've done I'm wanted and on the run I'm wanted and on the run So I'm taking this moment to live in the future Release me from the present I'm obsessing, all these questions Why I'm in denial That they tried this suicidal session Please use discretion When you're messing with the message man These lyrics aren't for everyone Only few understand No no no no no no Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah You don't know my brain The way you know my name You don't know my heart The way you know my face You don't know what I've done I'm wanted and on the run I'm wanted and on the run So I'm taking this moment to live in the future Release me from the present I'm obsessing, all these questions Why I'm in denial That they tried this suicidal session Please use discretion When you're messing with the message man These lyrics aren't for everyone Only few understand My people singing My people singing Hope you're dead 'cause how could you sleep at a time like this? People they rhyme like this, we're all impressed by this They rip it, flip it but these are just triplets Wrote this in three minutes, three words to a line It's just poetry divided, I'm the kind of guy Who takes every moment, he knows he can fight it And music to use it, for others to use it You're dead 'cause how could you sleep at a time like this?Life is up here but you comment below When the comments will always become common motivation To promote you choose next episode So your brain knows to keep going even though hope Is far from this moment but you would not know it Gets better when morning finally rears its head Together we'll lose this, remember the future Remember that morning is when night is dead Release me from the present I'm obsessing, all these questions Why I'm in denial That they tried this suicidal session Please use discretion When you're messing with the message man These lyrics aren't for everyone Only few understand Please use discretion When you're messing with the message man These lyrics aren't for everyone Only few understand My people singing My people singing My people singing." I sing along and I walk into the school.
I cut the music off and starred at the ground as I walk through the school.
I felt myself crash into something.
"Oh my gods, I am so sorry." I say and I look around to see a group of people surrounding us.
"Ew, get away from me." The person I ran into growls.
"W-what?" I stutter. Dammit mouth shut up.
I flinched ready to get hit but, it never came.
I look at the person: A guy with blonde hair he was at least 6 '1' and was lean.
He was standing in front of me in an protective way, his fist balled into a fist and was growling at someone.
I quickly, jump up and ran to my class.
I slump in my seat and gasp for breath.
'Why did that dude, protect me? I am worthless..........unwanted and fat......' I thought and someone walks into the class...
She was 5'5' -my height- and had red hair, crystal blue eyes. She was curvy.
"Hi, I am Crystal; who are you? Are you new?" She asks, sweetly and sits beside me.
