The beta's enemy mate

Beta Chase

It's like a cowboy standoff, me on one side, eyes narrowed and staring at him not blinking, whilst he was stood opposite me his hands on his hips, eyes narrowed at me too, the look he gave me made me want to shrivel up in a corner someone and cry hysterically. All that was missing is guns and holsters.

He raises his eyebrow as if expecting me to make some sort of lunatic move like, running away screaming at the top of my lungs. Well he was in for a shock because I summer Andrews DO NOT RUN.... OR SCREAM.... well.... there was one time I saw a massive spider and ran screaming because I thought it had seen me kill its babies and was coming back for revenge, but hey I was thirteen, spiders are creepy with their hairy legs and too many eyes.

I stood there legs slightly apart, he just gave me another glance, strolled towards me, and with his long muscular arm past my head, leaned in, for a moment I thought he was going to kiss me, his lips were so close, only a little more, "need a towel, I'll shower somewhere else, enjoy the room.... human." He spat, and with that said he grabbed the blue towel and headed out of the door and disappeared.

I stood there for a second in shock, quickly blinking away the delusion, I nearly chased after him. I saw him grab some sweats and was about to head out of the door, but thinking quickly I grab his forearm. "Hey look I'm.... sorry for how I acted in there... it's... it's been a long day, and I really am jet lagged, maybe we can start again? Hello I'm summer Andrews, all the way from Barnsley England and you are?" I stick m hand out waiting for a reply.

He just looks at me hand scrunches his nose up and without any humor says, "not bothered sweetheart, I don't touch humans.... so take your hand off me and keep it by your side.... I don't need your vile germs or diseases, I'm going to shower see you around." He swirls around and slams the door in my face. My hand stuck out awkwardly. I drop it and feel tears about to brim to the surface. A sob catches in my throat as I suddenly have a vivid flashback.

FLASHBACK TO 5 years ago.

"Your such a FREAK! I'm telling Mum and dad when we get home! You ruin everything! Why can't you just be normal for once? What can't you understand? WEREWOLVES ARE EVIL DISGUSTING MUTTS! They're ANIMALS! They don't deserve the same treatment as us!" I look up from the ground where I had been pushed down by my own brother after I had defended a little werewolf girl from being beaten.

My tears flowed down my face as I look into his, his face was red, his eyes bulged, as he turned to me, an evil glint appeared in his eyes. "If I cant beat that dog..... well I'll just have to settle for you.... won't I freak?.... tie her up to that post.... NOW!" He screamed at his group of friends. I try to scramble away but wasn't fast enough as they grabbed me by my ankles. I felt someone grab a fistful of my hair and drag me to the post by the perimeter.

I screamed at them to stop, but they only laughed louder, harder. I begged and pleaded, but all that seem to do was fuel them on. Having my wrists tied to the post, I look over my shoulder to see my brother holding an electric wire strip in his fist. I start screaming at the top of my lungs for him to stop. A lanky boy closest to me brought out a switchblade and cut the back of my top open. My tears hammered down my face at this point.

"This is what you get when you side with THEM! Or want to be friends with those DOGS! Then we've got to punish you like a dog! This is what happens when a DOG doesn't obey his or her master!" I could hear the wind whistle as he brought the whip straight down on my back. I screamed out at the pain that suddenly comes over me like fire. It burned and my head felt light and heavy.

I can't remember exactly when I passed out, maybe it was after the fifteenth time he struck me, but I could remember feeling my blood flowing down my back, staining my shirt and jeans. The cold air lapping at the open gashes strewn across my back. I can remember hearing my mum and dad telling no one to touch me in case I had diseases. I heard the doctor talk about germs and parasites and saying I might need stitches.

Nobody bothered to touch me, since my brother told them that werewolves were the ones that did it, he and his friends caught them in the act, and stopped whatever plan they had formed to do with me. Only he and I and his goons were the ones that truly knew the truth.

FLASHBACK OVER

The memories assaulted me, I tried shaking my head to clear it, the pain on my back still bothered me now and again, but no one and I mean no one ever saw them. I wouldn't let them see my scars, see how weak it made me seem. So I hid them under long tops and shirts with backs. I never wore vests or anything backless. It made me feel like a real freak.

I try to gather my strength and try to just shake off what he said and how he spoke to me, so instead I set about unpacking and I ran my bubble bath. Adding the rose petals and other assortments. Once I was all unpacked I soaked in the tub TIL the water went cool and my skin went wrinkly.

I decided to use the red towel as red was my favourite colour. I bring out my silk nightie and climb into bed. I grab a black remote off the bedside table and see a tv pop up out of the bottom of the bed. I snuggle into the duck feather pillows and watch a Christmas film and slowly drift off, unaware of the nighttime visitor I get creeping through the door.