Somebody to Love

Chapter 1

   I peek out the janitors closet and make sure that the coast is clear.After reassuring myself and a little pep talk, I finally step out of the closet.At the end of the day is when the abuse and name callings are the worst.Slowly making my way to the door, I open the door to the school exit "Hey look who decided to come out", Lindsey says and everyone turn their heads towards me and start laughing and calling me names.

   "What a disgrace to were kind"

   "No wonder her parents hate her"

   "If I were you I'd do the world a favor and leave" I ignored their comments and walked my way home that's right, I walk because,my parents don't want me to have a car of my own. I make it to my supposed home and realize that my parents aren't here meaning I have a little more time to cook for them. Once I get inside I set my backpack down and head towards the kitchen and get started on dinner. As if on cue,my parents walk in as I finish cooking.

   "Give me food I'm hungry", my dad says sitting down and waiting (quite impatiently I might add).So I serve him his food than my mom.I walk upstairs into my room and take my hoodie and jeans off.Hoodies and jeans that's my wardrobe because, it helps hide bruises.My parents,mainly my dad hits me more than my mom but they aren't the main causes of my bruised body.Jayden and his "crew". The worst part is that I feel the sparks that mates do when he beats me but it's like he doesn't feel a thing day after day I hope fir him to feel it but day after day, he doesn't.I get out my diary and start writing...

   Dear Serenity,

The beatings are getting worse and worse by the day and the bruises are even more painful than before.Jayden still doesn't feel anything and does nothing to stop the pain and abuse.I'm starting to lose hope and now that you're gone, I have no one to communicate with.Please come back...please.

   _Edith_

   A stray teardrop hits the page but it doesn't bother me. I write the letters to Serenity in my diary with tears and sorrow as my tools, my wolf Serenity left after my real dad left and the abuse started.That was five years ago when I was only thirteen.My mom and dad argued a lot even if the bind was there but now, it's broken and he left me with her.She met my step-dad (but I just call him dad because, I was in need of one) a two years later and married him and he started abusing me but she never cared.

   "Come pick these plates up and this kitchen better be spotless when we get back." my mom Said and her and my dad left.

   Trudging down the stairs, I cleaned the dishes and started on the already spotless kitchen. I would have left the kitchen if there weren't any cameras in there to prevent me from "eating all their food".I mean come on people I'm a teenager, I need the food but I'm used to it now.After I do the kitchen I go upstairs and cry myself to sleep.

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Help me on the grammar mistakes on this because, I'm just human and I'll make mistakes.Also bear with me on thus one because,I'm trying to make it different from other werewolf stories.And sorry fir the shortness of this part.

_One_in_a_million_