Roses & Thorns

Chapter One

3rd P.O.V
Warning: swearing and talk of violence and possible smut is involved, I shall warn you of smutty-ish scences before hand!

Overwhelmed by sheer luck that she managed to escape HIS clutches, she keeps on running. Terrified of what is to come of her if she is caught, if He catches her again. What will HE do this time?

Knives? Whips? Silver? Wolfsbane? Lock her in that room? The room with no doors or windows. The room with no fresh air or light. The room with blood, vomit, piss and bones coating the walls and floors. The room with rabid beasts that have been starved for weeks, waiting to taste her sweet flesh. The room where she had wished for nothing more than to be back with her brothers and parents.

She had tried countless times to run from her captor. Her torturer. Her grim reaper. Only to be caught agin, dragged back to her 'room' and beaten twice as hard.

6 months. 6 months of keeping tally marks on the walls of the days she'd been there, and the beatings and tortures she'd survived. She had lost count of them after the first 6 weeks.

6 damn months since she had been happy. Her last memory was of her youngest brother smashing his ice-cream cone into her twin brother's face as he tried to 'pick up chicks' whilst their youngest brother laughed to his heart content.
She smiled briefly at the memory, only for her face to return to its terrified grimace.

Coming to an abrupt stop she finally takes in her surrounding. Rushing water fills her ears. She takes a step forward, only to take two steps back as the ground crumbles beneath her feet. She realises she is at the top of a waterfall. A very high, very rough and very dangerous waterfall. If she falls, the chances of he living are negligible.

She turns at not just the snap of a twig, but as HIS stench. She holds back her gag at his repulsive smile, that was more like a sadistic grimace.
The face of a Rogue.

"Well, well, well." HE speaks slowly, taunting her.
"My precious, little, pearl. I told you I'd find you. I will always find you."
She can feel his breath fanning against her face, only making her want to vomit more.
"What have I said about running away from me, my pearl? You know what's going to happen, don't you, my pearl?"
She visibly winced at HIS tone. HE notices and only 'smiles' more.

HE looks her up and down, "look at you, my pearl. You looks disgusting. Your hair has twigs in it and looks like a fucking birds nest!"
She raises her hand to her hair as he speaks.
"Your arms are all scratched up." HE notes, not caring at all about her, HE only says this out loud so she know how much more of a beating she will get this time.

"And your dress. Your beautiful wedding dress. It's ruined, pearl." She feels sound herself for the torn white lace as he continued his assault.
"Do you even care that you ran out on our wedding, my pearl? Do you realise how much of a FOOL YOU have made ME look in front of MY PACK?" HE spits.
"I am the Alpha, you are the Luna. We were supposed to be married in front of our pack and YOU LEFT ME there standing LIKE AND IDIOT! You are supposed to obey me, my pearl and we were supposed to BE MARRIED RIGHT NOW AND YOU SHOULD BE CARRYING MY PUP!" HE shouts.

"I am not your Luna. You are not an Alpha. You do not have a pack. I will not marry you and I shall not carry your pup, you insane bastard!" She screams

"YOU LITTLE BITCH!" You are coming with me now, and don't even get me started on your punishment for your little rebellious mouth." HE reaches to grab her arm but she quickly stumbles back, away from HIS grimy fingers.

"I would rather die than go with you!" She exclaims.

HE looks at her, shocked to say the least at her outburst. However, HIS expression soon returns to his usual grimace. This time however, he reaches into his pocket as he speaks.

"That, my pearl, can be arranged. You see, there are plenty of girls falling at my feet who would kill to be with me; who would know when to keep their damn mouths shut!" HE muses.

"The only thing fall at your feet are the flies that have died from your repulsive breath." She sneers.
"Tell me, do you even own a toothbrush?" She smirks, only egging his anger on further.

"YOU LITTLE BITCH!" You deserve this and so much more!" He snarls as a gun shot is heard.

She takes two steps back, clutching her wound to her hip in her crimson coated hands.

The last thing she sees before she fall is HIS eyes, HIS yellow, soulless eyes.

As she falls she screams, the scream could be heard by miles around. She screams while welcoming death with open arms, blacking out before she feels the impact of the water below, and the cold clutches of death.
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Word count: 859
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Hi, so this is my first ever book and chapter so I'm kinda nervous to see how this goes. If you have any comments or feed back then I am open to your suggestion. Haters can go find somewhere else please&thankyou.
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