ayberk- direct descendant of an original from his mothers side. ruler of the werewolves. alpha black as night and eyes permanently red once he turned 18. been living from the threat of his grandma about his mate that even though he said that he alre...
have you ever been alive an all the while wishing to be dead at the same time?
my faith... i mean my parents faith in this religion wants me dead.
being who i am is a sin.
being what i am is a punishment from the highest.
being alive is a mistake.
is there anymore reason to wish that i should never had been born in this... their world?
im the eldest son... a SON!
a son where in some culture was highly regarded as someone to carry on the family name. treasured. nurtured. loved.
LOVED. i really want to laugh at that word.
from where i am now, its non-existent. starting from my 8th birthday, everything crumbled down. i dont even remember anything before that very HAPPY event of my life. its just that i happened to be in a simple accident. then they got me into a hospital to be treated. after that, as soon as i stepped foot in our once happy, safe and warm house, i was kicked from the back and they sacked my belongings down to the cold basement without any more explanation than a word - FREAK.
later on, i was given mercy. they gave me a thick blanket for a bed, hand-me-down shirts from my cousins, and a potty to relieve my self. imagine that for 3 years at most. as i surfaced from the pits of the basement one day on my 11th year being alive still, i just learned that i had a little brother. im just hoping they will treat him better - whatever. luckily, i was still permitted to go to school to save their own faces.
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school became my haven. being teased as a nerd, whatever. i just want to learn. i want to break free from their heavy hands which every night made my life a living hell. i may not had whined about my predicament to my classmates or my teachers. it wont make any difference anyway. friends? i once had them but they just did because they want something from me - a gofer. i had had it enough that one time and refused them and they beat me for it saying im just a loser. typical boys of that grade. after that time, i resolved myself to only live for me and for myself.
whatever benefits me, ill grab it. whatevers not, ill leave without giving a second glance.
though i grew up with this innocent face and a small frame, my fist tells otherwise. in the corner of my haven (basement) i fabricated a punching corner just to vent out my frustrations from the people upstairs. their laughter irritates the hell out of me just because an "angel" came. yep, i got a sister after 13 years being alive in this hell.
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