I've had this idea for a while, hope you like it.
12 years earlier
I looked at my princess clock, seeing that it was 1:00 in the morning. All the noise from mom and dad fighting was starting to wake me up constantly. This is way to much for a five year old to go through. I heard my mom start to climb the stairs to my room, there was a bang when my door slammed against the wall.
"Honey, start packing, were leaving," my mom said to me, while starting to pack for me.
"But why," I spoke, tears starting to form in my eyes.
"Because your asshole of a father, has found someone better," she said, starting to yell at me.
This wasn't new, my mom was always complaining about my dad, and how she was going to leave him. I guess she was finally going through with plan. It still doesn't mean I have to go with her and if I have my way, I'll probably win.
"I don't want to go, my friends are here."
"Well to bad, you'll just have to get used to it."
By now my dad was standing in the door, just gripping the sides, not doing anything to stop my mom.
"Dad, I want to stay with you," I said, while giving my best puppy dogs eyes, knowing he couldn't say no to this face.
"Listen to your mother, and start packing," he said in voice I have never heard him use infront of me before.
"What!"
"You heard him, start helping me already," my mother said, giving me an infuriating look.
"Why can't I stay."
"Cause your dad doesn't want us anymore. Just ask him about that slut I saw him with today, they were all over each other, and he wasn't even stoping her."
Your probably wondering how I know all about for a five year old. I have a slightly high ique and could be considered an genius.
"Dad," I said quietly.
He wasn't even looking at me now, not even acknowledging I was in he room. I guess that gives me the answer I was looking for. Getting up, I start helping my mom pack my clothes, and the things I would need.
As I walk down the stairs, and towards the door, I don't look at my dad, knowing I could start crying at any moment. Though, I think I heard him whisper I'm sorry.
I never knew as my mom buckled me into my car seat, that this day forwrd, would be the start of the many things wrong in my life.
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The Alpha Who Loves Me - (INCOMPLETE)
WerewolfSkylar was five when her mother took her away from her father. After a fatal incident which takes her mother and step father. She has to go and live with her father. She will through new journies and discoveries about herself.
