Meet The Abused Werewolf

Oh shit

*WARNING SELF HARM! Not much and not detailed but still*

Recap:
After another hour I finally made it home. I go to walk in but my dad burst through the back door.
'Oh shit' I think.

"WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN!" he says as he storms towards me. I start to back up but in a couple steps I run into a tree. He walks up to me and punches me in the face... Hard. I feel a crack in my jaw and I almost fall to the floor.
"Do you realize what time it is?!" he yells, grabbing my hair and pulling it, "Its eight o'clock!!! Dinner wss suppose to be done by five. I had to make my food!!!!" He takes my hair and slams my head back into the tree a couple times.
He finally lets go and I drop to the floor. He starts kicking me and I feel a rib break. I start to cry and every time he kicked me a whimpers slips out.
"Your worthless you know that?! Yoy want to stay in the forest all night?! Then go ahead. Sleep out here while your at it."
He finally quits the abuse and walks inside. Before He goes in he mutters "Should of stayed at the bar."
That's the last thing I hear before I pass out.

I finally wake up and its pitch black outside, the only thing lighting everything up is the full moon high above me. I roll onto my back with effort, whimpering when I move my ribs. I just lay there looking at the moon thinking.
'What did I do to deserve this?'
I sit up and get into my bookbag, grabbing the one thing that takes it away. I feel the cool metal and slowly slide the blade against my wrist. Over and over. On my wrist. On my stomach. I do it until it can't feel anything. Tears run down my cheeks and I feel like dy.....
I suddenly tense up when I hear a painful howl close by.
I put the blade away and pull my hoodie on, covering the marks. I start to walk towards the noise slowly.
After a couple painful steps I come up to the weirdest thing yet.
Its the black wolf I draw. He's stuck in a metal trap and he's yanking at it furiously. He backs up and manages to run into another one.
'These are my dads,' I think, 'He set them because he found remains from some bears.'
He howls loudly and finally falls over on his side. I stand there, unable to move until I see the wolf sniff and look over at me. I stiffen up, ready to run when he just whimpers and falls back on the dirty floor.
I slowly creep up to him and gasp when I see how much blood there is. I reach down  to grab the trap, but as soon as I touch it the wolf growls. I jump and wince, completely forgot about my ribs. The wolf is still looking at me so I say quietly, "Its okay, I'm just trying to getting it off."
He makes a sound that seems like hes sighing and lays his head down.
I slowly reach back down and undo the trap. When I get that one off he brinfs it to his face and starts to lick the wounds. I creep to the back and get his back paw out of that one as well. I stand up and realize he is way larger then a normal wolf.
Finally the wolf sits up and looks at me.
'Oh shit' I think.