The Badass and the Alpha Wolf

The badass and the alpha wolf

Prologue/flashback

I could take any more the beatings had just gotten worse. Today is my 12th birthday and most girls my age get all kinds of presents but what do I get, a beer bottle chucked at the side of my head. That's how I ended up here, lying on the floor in the bathroom wiping blood from my face and cleaning my wound. I maybe 12 today but I've had enough hits to understand that if I ever wanted to live I would have to sort myself out because I wouldn't be going to hospital any time soon, so I stitched myself up.

'YOU LITTLE BITCH GET DOWN NOW!!!!' my dad called me from downstairs.

I came downstairs and stood by the couch. I held my breath as he came closer and shut my eyes.

'OPEN YOUR EYES!!!' he shouted. He seemed to be getting redder and redder in the face so I knew he was either pissed out of his mind or just really angry. He shoved me so I was sitting down. I held down a scream, I think I had a broken rib from the day before when my mother pushed me down the stairs. He started coming closer to me and my eyes were wide as I caught on with what he was doing. He grabbed my head and forced me to kiss him. I knew what was coming; my own father was trying to rape me.

'COME ON YOU WHORE I KNOW YOU'VE DONE THIS BEFORE' he growled in my ear.

Thank the lord that he had been on the couch all say so it was covered in bottles. I picked one up and hit him on the head with it. He instantly collapsed on top of me. What he had tried to do have never happened before and I knew that if I stayed in this house he would kill me for what I just did to him.

I shoved him off me and packed my few belongings and stole some money from my mothers' bag. I started to wonder if I was ever going to be missed and if I am as useless as they treated me. I shut the door and ran down the street.

I kept going until I was lost. I came across a scary looking building that was a blocked by a big fence. I thought that would be a good a place not to be disturbed so I jumped over it and thankfully the doors weren't locked.

It was so awesome. It turned out that it was a secret place for street fighting and only the best were allowed here. (I knew this because of the commentators). I was just standing there behind the arena watching the fight in amazement. A man came up behind me and I spun around not showing any weaknesses. He raised his eyebrows at me. He gave me a death glare that I guessed had made fully grown men run behind their mothers but I don't have a mother as such so I stood my ground not fazed.

'What are you doing here' he asked rudely but with mild curiosity.

'Is this place yours' I asked excitedly, 'this place is awesome can you please let me stay here and train me that is what you do isn't it pleaaasee'.

He seemed surprised that I hadn't been afraid and was the complete opposite 9of his assumptions but then he caught sight of my bag.

'Are you running away or something?' he asked a bit more softly but gruff all the same.

'Isn't that a bit obvious?' I said in a 'duh' voice.

'Aren't your parents going too worried?'

This struck a nerve not once have they cared about me. Maybe they did in the beginning but as soon as I could walk they just stopped caring. I must have zoned out because the man was standing in front of me expectantly.

I stuck my chin up and stood up straight looking him dead in the eye and said, 'I have no parents or anybody in fact, so will you please at least consider what I've asked'.

He seemed surprised yet again that I stood up to him and looked at him in the eye without cowering.

'What's your name girl?' he asked with a hint of amusement in his voice.

'Scarlet smith, now what's yours' I said with a bit of an attitude.

He just laughed and said 'mines Spence and I know someone who you'll get along with alright' he said with another chuckle.

He led me to the doors on the right of where I was standing and through the gym until we came to an office. There was a woman in there she was really pretty with blonde hair and blue eyes and quite short but I could tell she was Spence's' girlfriend. I recognised the look that he gave her; it was the same look that my 'father' used to give my 'money' before he started drinking.

'Hey gabs, I'd like you to meet scarlet smith and she is going to be staying and training with us for a while'. He said nervously while rubbing his neck.

Gabs looked at me and gave me a beautiful that I saw women give their children at the park.

'Hi I'm Gabriella but please I'm begging you call be gabs'.

I just smiled back not letting my guard down and replied with a high while looking at her in the eye but still keeping Spence in my peripheral vision.

Spence chuckled 'she a tough one isn't she'

'And a beauty' gabs said while giving me a grin. She suddenly gasped and said 'if you're going to live with us we need to get you some new clothes and sort a room out.'

I couldn't believe my ears and I didn't want to let my hopes up but the way she said it made me really think that she cared about me.

Flashback over

Another flashback 3 years later

I had been living by myself for a year. When I was fourteen I started street fighting and racing so I could afford to live by myself. Even though it had been a while I still didn't feel comfortable living with gabs and Spence. I mean don't get me wrong they are the two nicest people I have ever met but I felt I was just in the way. They were married by then (I was the brides maid but only because I was bribed that if I was, I could drive Spence's Lamborghini round the track for a month), and gabs was pregnant with twins so I figured that I had enough money so I'd get an apartment. Of course they said no at first but then I told them my reasons and they just called me stupid and that I could stay as long as I wanted.

In the end they had to let me go because I threatened them saying they would never see me again if they didn't let me. Spence made sure it was in a nice area and said that if they ask me why I'm living there; tell them I'm living with my sister (gabs).

Now I'm 15 and it turns out I have a little brother. He was living with my 'parents' when I found him.

I needed to see them, to see if they had changed since I had left or hell I dunno, died maybe. I walked into the house and saw my 'father' in his drunkenly self passed out on the floor. I shut the front door with a slam an wasn't surprised when he didn't wake up. I was surprised however when I heard a baby cry. I ran upstairs and it came from my old room. In my old cot in the corner there was an underweight gorgeous baby boy with dimples and all. I could tell he was bruised because my 'parents' didn't even bother putting a shirt on him. He saw me and cowered into the corner. I smiled at him and picked him up carefully so as not to hurt him. I fixed him up, packed some clothes, found his documents (birth certificates and passports etc) and took off downstairs. I was almost downstairs when I heard the front door close. My 'mother' stared at me wide eyed, glared at me and said 'FUCK OFF YOU LITTLE BITCH I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU OR THAT BASTARDS FACE AGAIN!' she yelled at me. Timmy (who I found out was my brother by the birth certificate) started whimpering into my shoulder.

I smirked at her 'gladly' I said icily, 'goodbye 'mother.'

I left and haven't seen her since oh well not much of a loss.

Flashback over