The past will always come back

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As I entered the large house again, I walked to the guest with shakey legs. I felt weak and sick. I pissed her off and now she can't even stand to see me, let alone sleep next to me.

I sighed in despair as I opened to the door to the room. I noticed all my clothes were on the bed.

I laid on the huge bed and closed my eyes. Imagining how she's touching that other girl, kissing her...my wolf growled and my claws extended once again, ripping the blankets. I was seeing red. "I told you to let me take over, this wouldn't be happening if you had listened to me you stupid little girl" "you can't control yourself, you are too impulsive, if I let you take over it will be chaos" I said back. "Chaos or not, if I was in charge your mate wouldn't be tongue deep into some red-head bitch" my wolf snapped back. Maybe she was right. Maybe I shoul- my thoughts were cut off by May entering the room.

I ran and swooped her up. "Don't you ever run off like that every again, do you understand me? Do it again and you'll wish you hadn't. In the corner now" I growled and scolded at her. She put her head down and walked to the corner of the wall and sat there.

I groaned and flopped back on the bed. How did I end up with a kid? I closed my eyes again and drifted to sleep.

"I'm sorry you aren't qualified enough for this job" "I can't hire you" "this company doesn't hire half-breeds" Failure after failure. I've been looking for a second job for months now...The bills are getting harder to pay. That and the mortgage.

I checked the time '18:00', Fuck I gotta get to work. I ran home and changed as quickly and quietly as possible.

I got to work barely on time.  I put my stuff down and put my headset on. "Sabré insurance, my name's Rogue, how may I help you today?" This is what I did. Customer service. I hate it here but it put food on the table and helps pay the bills...

I got a notice on my phone 'PAY DAY'. OH GOD YES, I get paid today. I can get something to eat! I answered calls with so much enthusiasm for the rest of the day. I got home and started to clean up a bit. I wonder what I should get to make for dinner.

I  must've zoned out with thinking because before I could react I was pinned against the wall with nails digging into my next. Fuck. "Why isn't this place clean, you dumb bitch?" My father slurred whilst digging his nails into my neck. " I'm almost done, I promise" I said, choking and gasping for air with tears in my eyes. He slid his had into my pants and underwear as he pressed himself up against me.

I stood there, as I always did. Fighting just makes it worse. I stood there as tears rolled down my face. This has been my life for as long as I can remember. I would be forced to do this with him anytime he felt like it.

He tossed me onto the old bed that smelt like piss and beer. I coward away as he unzipped his pants and forcefully pulled mine down. He crawled on top of me and forced himself inside.

I cried and screamed and cursed until he was done.

I got from under him and went into the shower, vomiting and sobbing hysterically.

This is my life forever.

I woke up with my heart racing, tears streaming down my face and my claws digging into my skin from the tight fist I had made, my blood staining the expensive looking sheets.

I laid in the position and eventually felt strong enough to get up. As I stood up I felt my stomach churn. I ran to the bathroom and vomited in the toilet. I couldn't stop. It kept coming until eventually it stopped. I stayed on the cold marble floor, waiting for the strength to get up but it never came. My eyes felt heavier and heavier by the minute. I closed my eyes as darkness enveloped me.

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