The Worst Of Luck

Chapter five

On my way to Emily's, I shifted so I'd get there faster. With Aidan on my back, I ran through the forest, my pure black wolf enjoying the exercise and atmosphere of the damp dark forest. I had alpha blood running through my veins, as my father was and still is alpha of my pack, so my wolf is bigger and faster than the average wolf. Aidan has two alpha blood lines running through him, and I can already tell, he'll be a very strong wolf.
It was a chilly night, and Aidan was getting cold, so I sped up a bit. Turning a 10 minute walk, into a 2 minute run. I shifted back, and carried Aidan into Emily's parents house. They greeted me on my way, asking me how it went. I didn't know how to reply so I said it was good, and told them I had to put Aidan to bed. They looked concerned, but didn't want to push it. Thank god.
After putting Aidan to bed, I changed into sweats and a sweatshirt, and face planted onto my bed. "Why me," "Why you what?" Someone asked, scaring me beyond measures. At lightening speed I shot up, only to be relieved to see Emily standing there. "Jesus Christ. Emily you nearly gave me a heart attack." I said slapping her arm, barely recovering from my mini heart attack a few short minutes ago. "Oh don't be so dramatic, now spill. " she said plopping down on my bed, well the bed I'd be sleeping on while my time here. "We talked." I said sitting down next to her. "You talked," she repeated, clearly not satisfied with my answer.
I sighed before telling her basically everything that happened. Except the little 'I'm sorry' crap he tried to pull. We both laid down on my bed, lying face to face.
"Well at least he was nice about the whole 'oh sorry you have a son, and it's been 4 years now, but hey it's not too late to have a relationship with him' situation." Emily said, sprawled out on my bed. "Yeah I guess." Was the only thing I could manage to say. I mean what else could I say? I kept his son a secret from him for four years, and he wasn't mean about it, it's not I have a reason to call him a bunch of foul names. Even though I still want too, for what he did four and a half years ago. I know I can't. I'm gonna have to grow up, for Aidan's sake. I want him to have a chance with his dad. Or to at least know I tried to give him that chance.

"You think you're doing a good job with Aidan? That's cute. He's a mistake. Just like you. Your unwanted, unloved. Your own mate doesn't love you, you're mother didn't fight for her survival because she knew death was better than living her life with you, I seem to be the only one giving you the punishment you deserve." He spat, whipping me with the hard leather of his belt, as a fire like pain spread through that area of my back. Tears spilling down my face, as I begged him to stop. "Stop complaining. You deserve this." Another hit. Blood was dripping down my stinging back, running over some of the open wounds, adding to the pain. "You think just because you've left, and had a son, that your mate will think twice of rejecting you. Face it, you're nothing but a onetime fling. A whore. He used you, and now he's done. Stop trying," another hit. I was practically dry heaving by the way I was crying. The pain was excruciating. I saw the silhouette of my father leaning over me, holding his belt in one hand, and his bottle of whisky in another. His blood shot eyes, and tired face. All becoming a blur. Darkness was creeping into my vision, engulfing it. And for once, I welcomed it.

"Olivia!" "Olivia wake up!" I heard as someone shook me. My eyes shot open, as I quickly scanning my surroundings, but all my nerves were calmed when I saw the face of my best friend. My heart beat as insane, as I basically hyperventilated from my recent nightmare. "Olivia. What's wrong?" Emily asked, a look of concern washing onto her face. "Just a bad dream. I'm okay," I said with a fake small smile, trying to reassure her I was okay. She didn't buy it, I could tell when her eyebrows furrowed together, as she scanned my face for any emotion to prove I was lying. But I got good at hiding my emotions over the years. "If you say so," she sighed before rolling back over to sleep I assumed. I don't even remember falling asleep in the first place. I rolled over to check what time it was, 3:47am. But it was just 9, what the heck. I pulled the covers over my body, trying to gain some type of comfort, or warmth maybe the feeling of peace for once. Laying there with my eyes closed, trying to fall back asleep, but the only thing happening was the dream playing over and over in my head, like some broken record. Maybe he was right, maybe i do deserve this...
Was the last thought to cross my mind, before darkness took over my vision and mind once again.

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Hey guys! I know this is a short chapter. And I really wanna start writing longer ones, but I've been really busy with school lately. I have exams in a week, and some final tests at the end of this week, I will be writing in my free time, but they're going to be shorter than I want, just so I can publish something. 
Once I'm done with exams, I'll have some time off where I can write a lot so I can have things to publish every so often. But yeah, just letting you know that I will be finishing this story. I'm not gonna leave it hanging like this. Like I said, busy with school, and people at school aren't making things any easier, but when can ya do about them  🤷‍♀️