Cassandra

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"what the actual fuck"

They didn't even flinch it was like they were in a trance well except for the two guys who were looking at me square in the eye. In lightning speed one of them came to me it happened so fast i didn't think it was normal or maybe it was my exhaustion finally catching up with me.

Now that he was close I didn't think i'd ever seen someone so beautiful not greek god type of hot, that would be too cliche more like lucifer morningstar hot he had dark hair that went slightly below his shoulders he was pale, like deathly pale but he's eyes were the lightest shade of blue it was like looking at the sky his lips though they looked succulent like someone had been sucking them 

"are you lost babygirl" his voice interrupted my thoughts,  was that heavenly sound his voice damn this guy got the whole package. 

"ha ha very funny, but nevermind you can go back to what you were doing I don't even feel like reading anymore"i said walking away. Well I should have already gotten out of the library if it wasn't for Mr fine ass here who grabbed my arm strongly and pulled me back 

"what the--"before i could finish he interrupted

his pupil grew small and he's eyes turned amber, what the fuck is wrong with this guy i don't want him to die while holding my arm. I was about to scream for help from the other people in the room but before i could a shrill voice shouted 

"come on Amare deal with the bitch and come back i was about to cum"said a petite brunette

"you will forget what you saw here. You came to the library but you found it locked you looked for the maintenance guy but you couldn't find him you left and went direct home you will not mention thi--" 

"let go of my arm you creep " i interrupted "you don't have to tell me what to do and just so you know not that i'm going to snitch you guys, you don't even look like your having sex you look like your in some cult which by the way i don't want to be part of, so excuse me,"

he looked confused very confused so i took it as my cue to leave before he grabbed me again. That guy is so weird, who does that anyway, i walked out of school heading to the bus station i didn't want to go home this early but i guess there's a first time for everything 

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My house wasn't exactly what you call a home, it hasn't been ever since my mum died, well she was killed by the one and only daddy who framed some colleague of hers and surprisingly the cops believed him. Ever since she died all dad did was get drunk and bring his friends home he beat me up a couple of times.

 At first it was so that i don't rat him out to the cops, but then it turned into a hobby and his friends started having their turns too. Well not all of them exactly because his friend Stuart tried to rape me and i might have crushed his balls, since i hit them with a metal lamp. That night i almost died after being 'punished' by dad. Stuart never touched me ever since but the other four still used me as their stress ball.

I walked into the house hoping my dad had passed out on the couch like always but i guess fate had other plans 

"babyyy, your home, you really look like your mother, maybe i should burn you like i burned her you know she prayed while she burned she kept mentioning your name and something about a moon goddess"

That was it that was his last straw i didn't even think twice, i pounced on him and growled, did i just growl, before  could think of it i scratched his face and chest, the sight of blood and the man lying horrifyingly still under me put me back to my senses. Those definitely weren't my nails, are those claws i always had a rapid heartbeat but whatever was happening in my chest right now was a freaking marathon 

Is he dead? I need to get out of here i need to leave, no,  i can't just leave him here ..think Tamy think he can't be dead can he? I mean I just scratched him nothing more than a little scratch. I quickly checked for a pulse and seemed  like everything was ok he had a pulse, a strong one in fact but the cuts were deep so he would probably bleed to his death which was not a risk i was willing to take 

i wish he died though

Well congrats dad even when your not conscious you stir up my demons. I quickly reaped his shirt put pressure on his wound and dialled 911 i mean they would know what to do wouldn't they but what if they figured out I did it and take me to animal control  or something i mean what was I really because i suddenly grew claws, that doesn't happen to humans 

Maybe i was turning into a dog I mean dad calls me a bitch so much maybe my genes got tired of the insult?

The sirens put my thoughts on hold, I ran upstairs took my packed bag, yes I said packed, i mean I wanted to run away once but never got the guts to, I always thought he could find me and kill me like he killed my mother but now I think I could take the risk 

I think I should also take a weapon  I don't know what i'll find out there so I ran into my dad's room to take his dagger. I was about to leave when I saw my mum's jacket. The one she wore before 'the accident' I quickly took it of the rack and climbed down the window

I mean I knew one day I would leave but not like this not when my dad was on the verge of death.

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