Waiting for Better

A/N~ So . . . This is not my first story on Wattpad but like my other ones, it is indeed a werewolf story ;) I can't stop my obsession with them!! I hope you like it and please leave a vote and comment if you want me to continue this!!! :D thanks for anybody reading

~~~>> The girl to the side is Elisabeth Harnois :) that's how I envision Adalyn

**Depending on how many votes or comments I get for this story will determine whether I continue it or not. Darkness Enthralled is still my main priority unless my readers ask for otherwise or I feel like writing a new chapter for this story!!

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Introduction

I was always so confident that I would be able to get away, to escape to something better. I would continuously repeat in my head that I only have to deal with this until I turned 18. That would be my mantra. Just wait Addie. You'll be an adult and then they can't tell you what to do.

And when my eighteenth birthday came around, it was like the first time I had seen the sun. I could almost make out the light at the end of the tunnel.

That day had been perfect. My best friend Raegan had informed me that her uncle was willing to hire me as his secretary at the family business. No past-work experience would be necessary and he would see me on the next Monday for training. I had been so happy and ecstatic that I cried while Raegan had to hug me and pat my back comfortingly.

If that didn't make Raegan the best friend in the whole world, she paid for an apartment that was closer to the company building for me to live in. She didn't want me to be stuck in that house with my family. I had fought against that though and tried to explain to Raegan why I couldn't accept that. Raegan wouldn't hear of it though and soon I was living on my own in a one bedroom apartment.

My heart would always feel heavy and clench at the thought of how lucky I was to have her as a friend. Raegan had been by my side since kindergarten and had been the only one of my friends in high school to know how my home life was. She was my escape throughout the years. I would hideout at her place and sleep over whenever I had the chance, not wanting to spend another moment in my own house.

Don't get me wrong. I loved my family, still do in fact. It was just too much sometimes. Me being the second eldest of six siblings, I got frustrated easily. And money didn't grow on trees like it seemed to do for Raegan. No, we struggled to make ends meet. We lived from paycheck to paycheck.

It made me angry and unhappy, but I knew my dad was doing his best. As the only worker in the house, he was bringing home good money. What was hurting us was the amount of people in the house and all of the mouths to feed. It got a little better when my older sister Marilyn left to go live with her boyfriend, but not by much.

My dad was affected the most by our financial problems. Not only was he busting his ass to put food on the table and to pay bills, he had nothing to show for it afterwards. Our bank accounts would be completely empty almost and we would struggle until the next payday.

I look up to my dad and love him with all of my heart. He is a hardworking man that makes the ends meet for his family. But if there was one thing I could change about him, it would be his quick temper. He never beat me or raised his hand at any one of my family except for a swat at our rears when we misbehaved as kids, but his verbal attacks still left their mark. My father always had a short fuse and when he was mad, you would know.

It definitely affected me for a while. I became a bit of an introvert and wasn't very social except when it came to Raegan. I was never assertive or spoke my mind and flinched at loud noises.