Mr.Possessive

The night silent, with fog covering the tress. You couldn't see more than a few feet because the fog was so thick. It gave an ominous feeling to me, as if something bad was going to happen. The clouds covered the moon and stars as if they were shielding them from the pitiful world that lay below.

I sighed, wishing that someone would shield me. I wished that I could find someone who would put me above themselves; someone who would cherish the ground I walked upon. I wanted someone who would protect me... I snapped out of my fantasy only to remember that I was alone; unwanted.

I let out a soft cry before slapping my hand to my mouth. Be strong, I thought to myself, over and over again.Scoffing to myself I turned away from the window and looked down at the matty, unfurnished room with disdain. Before I got up to try and make the make the room more humane the door slammed open. My father walked in. He was muscular for his age, with black greasy hair and hollow black eyes. He reminded me of a snake or a panther-a predator, waiting for the right moment to strike on its prey.

His hands were balled up into fists at his side. He looked down at me and his lips curled up into horrible sneer that could make the strongest and bravest of men curl up in a corner and cry. He looked at me with such hatred that I couldn't help but shrink back in fear. I wondered what I had done wrong this time.

"YOU, you nasty ungrateful child what are you doing here?" he yelled with such force I felt my body start to tremble.

"Y-You told m-me to stay in my room and not show my face to you anymore," I stuttered, hoping that my excuse would save me the beating that was soon to come.

"Well i'm hungry and you know how daddy gets when's he hungry, SO go make me something to eat," he growled at me, grabbing me by the hair and pulling me down the stairs. A little cry of pain slipped from my trembling lips when he threw me down on the tile of the kitchen floor.

I took in a shaky breath while I worked my way around the kitchen. I glanced over warily to see him lounging in his favorite arm chair watching NCIS. He liked eating soup while watching TV, so I decided to make some French Onion soup for him. When I finished I set it on the table along with bread and corn.

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An hour later I collapsed on my bed thankful that he had not beaten me that day. Tomorrow I had to start at a new school. Hopefully the people there would be nice... maybe they would accept me this time? Could I possibly make friends? Questions and doubts swirled around in my mind, but I pushed them aside not wanting to fantasize about possibilities that would never happen and slowly I started to drift into a dreamless sleep.

I jerked awake as my alarm clock went off reminding me that I needed to get up and face the day that lies ahead of me. I sighed as I climbed out bed. I was immediately attacked by the cold wind that came from my window. Hmm... I guess I forgot to close it last night. I shuffled over to close it, but  before I could, I saw a pair of blue eyes in the forest. Squinting I leaned over the window sill and realized it was the eyes of a wolf. I gasped, slammed the window shut and ran back to bed with tears stinging my eyes. Mom...I thought, as the tears dribbled freely down my face and I curled onto my side, shivering.

My mother had been killed by a wolf and my father was heartbroken. That's when the abuse started. He used to be a loving father-until that night. If only that wolf hadn't killed my mother. None of this would have ever happened. I would still be happy; I would still have both my parents... I would still be loved.

But no...the damned wolf killed my mother and now my life is this. It won't ever change. Nothing could make it better. Forcing back all sad thoughts, I got up went to take a shower. I grabbed a towel and started the hot water while I stripped. I grabbed my body wash and rubbed it into my skin. The fruity scent invading my nose made me happy. I loved the scent of the tropics. Maybe one day I could go there. Smiling to myself I finished my shower and went to go get dressed.

Looking at my closet, I decided to wear a cream long sleeved shirt with a deer on it with, dark skinny jeans and mesh high heeled shoes. I grabbed a pair of heart shaped earrings and a gold bracelet that was once my mother's to tie the outfit together. I quickly brushed my hair to get rid of last night's knots and looked in the mirror. Satisfied with my appearance, I started down the stairs to make my father his breakfast. (see external link for her outfit)

I walked through the house silently because my father would get mad if I woke him up early. I rummaged through the refrigerator and decided to make eggs and bacon. He would like it and maybe it would make him happy. I snorted at that idea my father...happy? It was almost laughable. My father would never be happy again...and he would never let me be either, came the bitter thought in the back of my mind. I quickly made his breakfast and put it on the counter for him. Crap I only had twenty minutes to get to school! I grabbed a granola bar and water then tip toed briskly to the door. Closing it softly, I broke into a sprint to get to school on time.

I reached school out of breath and realized that they couldn't count me late on my first day here. I didn't even have my schedule yet! Great so I ran all the way here for no reason? I laughed at myself and just walked the rest of the way to the office. I took that time to look around, the high school was actually big. The field on the side of the school was huge. I was sure they played all kinds of sports here. I wasn't really a sporty girl, but I did love to run and dance.

Maybe I can try out for track or the dance team. I might be able to make friends, and be on a team, and be accepted. Maybe, I could be loved again; people could care for me... I was so engrossed in my thoughts, that I didn't see the person coming toward me until I rammed right into them. It felt more like a wall than a person...

"Oh my goodness, I am so sorry I didn't even see you there! I am so sorry," I cried, stumbling back. I looked up and saw a girl staring at me with a smirk on her face.

The girl laughed, causing me to blush and said, "Its fine don't worry, no harm done!"

I laughed with her not knowing what else to say.

"Hey your new here right?" She asked me.

"Yeah...is it that obvious?" I winced, hating that she spotted me as the new girl so quickly.

"Nah I wouldn't have noticed if you hadn't run into me...anyway! My name is Arabella," she said, sticking her hand out with a bright smile.

"I-I'm Avery," I said taking her hand timidly. I blushed furiously as she mentioned that I ran into her. Of course I would do that on the first day at a new school...

"So did you get your schedule yet Avery?" Arabella said, not seeming to notice my chagrin.

"No actually I was just on my way to go get it," I trailed of, biting my lips nervously. Was she offering to accompany me?

"Perfect shall we go then?" she looped her arm in mine and smiled at me. I smiled back shyly.

Well I guess this town might not be just so bad after all. I already made a new friend and school hasn't even started yet.