Refused to be accepted: A broken Heart (On hiatus due to broken laptop)

Chapter 3

Tuesday 5:00PM

     Adjusting the strap to my top, I allowed my mind to wander. Yesterday was hell. Not literally because i knew it Could have been worse. But it was more than enough for me. I hated my life. Despised it with everything that i had, but even hating it could not change it. So until the day where my body can no longer take this violence,  i would have to endure it.

     It wasn't always like this though. Back when i was young i did have a loving childhood. Up until the age of 6, but i could hardly remember those memories anymore. They would only show up to taunt me in my dreams. Which, by the way, wasn't very often because i usually went to sleep with a dreadful nightmare looming of the violence and beatings i've taken.

*FLASH*

     I was crying. Those loud yelps of pain erupted from my throat. Making it echo across the silent walls of my playpen. My dad brought me a tricycle and i wanted to go on it right away, but the trike was too big and the peddals slippy as i found myself almost thrown by and invisible force to the ground. I had grazed my knee and it hurt awfully bad. I cried out to my mother who had been watching me and she hurried right over.

     "There there sweety don't cry! You're okay! you had a bit of a bump didnt you? my poor girl let me kiss your boo boo and make the pain go away and then we can stick a sticky on it yeah?... Good gril!  Who's a brave, brave girl?" She cooed. I raised small arms up to her and she lifted me up jigging me onto her hip. I automatically put my head into her shoulder. My body was trembling slightly but my sobs were slowly subsiding. "Good girl..." she whispered. Rubbing cicles on my back in a soothing way

     I sniffled. Comforted my my mothers gentle hands and snuggled my head into the cavern of her neck. Feeling her gentle heartbeat pounding, i slowly fell into a sleep to the lullaby that was the beat of her heart.

      Life felt great...

*FLASH*

     I shook my head. Things were beyond those memories now and out of my range. The abuse and torment i had suffered all these years were to much to forgive even if they were to get on both knees and beg for forgiveness.

     Like that'd happen.

     I knew now that they'd never wanted me. Or at one point did but i wasn't to their expectations. I was labled as dangerous due to my strange powers that a normal werewolf should never have. They were afraid of me and i understood that but that feeling soon turned to anger and this was the way things had turned out.

     I felt a warm tear glide down my cheek and i hastily rubbed it away using the hem of my top. I didn't know why i was crying over them. But they were always going to be my parents and to be constantly rejected shattered my broken heart again and again.

     The party two floors down was getting to its climax as it got more rowdier.

     I would have to go down at some point. That i knew. It was one thing not turning up to a party, but a complete different thing when it was the coming of age alpha ceremonial party. Every pack member had to attend, whether they wanted to or not. Zane wasn't our packs alpha, but our pack had a very close alliance and shared everything with each other. I had heard not long ago that they were even contemplating merging th packs together to create a larger, more stable pack. How that would work i wouldnt know but only time would tell.

     I sighed, looking down at my best outfit i had on. It was only a pair of trousers and a feathery light top falling down in waves to my mid-thigh. Not even pretty, or my style. i thought.