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"Dude what are you worried about?" Kaylee asked before biting into her sandwich. "You're the smartest kid. Literally, you're the only one passing every class. Even French."
Victoria didn't care what the other students thought of her. She cared whether or not she'd be fed when she got home from school. Kaylee being her only friend, she's the only one who understood her situation. "Your families filthy rich. Your dad has more power than the mayor. He's way too strict about grades. He lets your brother slide and Alex is failing. High school. He's failing high school and he doesn't get...you know." Kaylee sighed sadly when she saw the despair in her best friends face.
"Chin up, beautiful. You'll miss it." Kaylee chuckled, taking another bite of her sandwich.
"Miss what?" Victoria questioned. The answer she received from her best friend was unexpected, and the noises of the loud cafeteria seemed to disappear as Kaylee spoke. Victoria knew her best friend was right when the word "Life." Fell from Kaylee's lips.
Maybe Kaylee was right. God how badly she wanted out. Out of her dad's unnecessary expectations and rules. Out of the misery she went through every time she got a little too angry. Her birth parents were killed when she was a baby, then she was adopted into the family that every girl dreamed of. Rich parents, older brother, nice house in the hills, everything any girl could dream of.
Things changed when Victoria became old enough for school though. See, her older brother Alexander wasn't the one the parents sought to excel in academics. He was going to marry a rich woman when he got older because of his looks, or his athletic talent. His complete opposite sister was the one they turned to when it came to being the family heir. She's not even related to them by blood so why should she be forced to follow their stupid traditions?
Her mother knew her husbands way of disciplining his daughter were wrong, but she knew he was only looking out for everyone in the family. If she, a woman, were to inherit the families wealth, she'd do great things with it. Victoria saw her mother as her safe place. But, with Victoria's mother constantly traveling for work, she's left at home with her hell-storm of a brother and her oh-so-perfect father.
What started with a slap on the wrist when she was younger, grew to starvation, not being allowed to eat dinner with her family if her grades dropped in the slightest. Things were currently stable at home, she got to eat with her brother at the table last night. Even when Victoria's away from her parents, she's forced to follow all of her parents expectations.
But every month, there's one night where she's free to be who she really is, who she loves being. She may be alone in all of it, but she doesn't actually mind that part.
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"Be safe getting home, Vicky!" Kaylee yelled to her best friend, waving at Victoria. Victoria smiled and nodded before waving back. As Victoria stepped inside the limousine, she realized her every-day-driver wasn't alone. In the passenger seat sat her mother—someone who rarely got to see them right after school.
"Hey sweetie how was your day at school?" Margret asked. Victoria's face lit up, feeling as though she could actually have a normal car ride home today. But as she went to answer, the car door was opened once again and her older brother stepped in.
"Yeah, Vicky, How was your day at school?" Alexander asked, mocking his mother and Victoria's best friend.
"It was great up until I realized that I had to drive home with you again." She replied, rolling her eyes. "Why don't you just get your slutty girlfriend to drive you home?"
"Victoria! Language!"
"Dude she's literally in the hospital!" Alex raised his voice. "Animal attack, remember?"
"Whatever, Alex." Victoria shrugged. "Just because she's injured doesn't changed the fact that she slept with your best friend AND tried to get at mine. Open your eyes, Alex. You deserve better."
Despite him only being related by paperwork, Alex always treated Victoria like blood. They may bicker and fight a lot, but Victoria's one of his best friends.
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"Mom I'm going out!" Victoria yelled, sliding open her bedroom window.
"Be back before your dad gets home!" Her mother yelled. Victoria smiled as she jumped down, landing on her feet before running into the forest. The wind blew through her dark hair and brushed against her exposed skin before she let go of all control. Her bones broke one by one as she transformed. She took a leap and landed on four legs, not two this time. She embraced what she was.
Victoria was a werewolf.
Victoria's favorite moments were times like these, she got to be free. Free from everyone and everything. She got to be alone, alone and free is the only way she wanted to be. She's special, and no one else knows who she really is. Being a werewolf is the only thing in her life that her parents have no control over.
Her speeding in the forest came to a halt when she heard something she thought she'd never hear in her entire life. Before she could even react to it, intense amounts of pain ran through her body. She collapsed and her body transformed back to normal. Victoria screamed out in pain and her body shook. The pain slowly went away, and Victoria was left, drowned in her own tears, from a pain she'd never felt before.
She had no idea, that there was only one other person who felt and knew exactly what she did.
