Love Bounds

Chapter 1

Life was peaceful, it was serene, it was full filling being a human and being free to make your own decisions, but being human also meant that we were at the bottom of the food chain and we lived to serve those higher than us
"Jake no 'stop' 'laughing'"
"Stop what?"
"Stop tickling me" I kept laughing with tears in my eyes. The predicament I now found myself in was all my fault, why poke the bear when he's on his period
"Jake stop, I promise, I promise" I kept laughing
"You promise what?"
"To not call you fat so again"
"Hey that's not what were fighting on" he stopped tickling me and gave me a solemn look "you think am fat?" He asked sadly
"No..no..no that's not it, I was just joking to get you off me" I laughed nervously
"Whatever am going home"
"Jake" I called after him but all he did was walk away "Jake come on I didn't mean it" but my pleads only died on draft ears.

That evening when I got home I was sad and depressed
"Honey finally your home" my mom laughed nervously
"Hi mom"
"UH oh, I know that look, what did you do this time?" I threw myself into her arms crying. I was born in a watery sign so I became a cry baby, my eyes starts leaking with my emotions and I just cant stop it
"Honey, honey stop doing that" but I just kept scratching my hand until it was bruised and bleeding "Rosie I said stop!" At the harsh sound of her voice I cried even more
"Now look what you did to your hand, let's go clean this up before your father sees you"

You see what happened back there was what happened every time am depressed, sad, angry, hurt I start hurting myself to find peace, concentrate on something other than the pain. One time I came home from school late and mom and dad scolded me for it I cried, I was sad, angry and upset, I didn't want to feel that way so that's how they found me bleeding from the wrist uncontious, with a number of other bruises. From that day on they never scolded me again but that didn't mean that I didn't get grounded

"Mom who was that guy in the living room?" I raised my brow inquisitively the tears Long gone
"Oh him, he's not a need to know priority" she shrugged me off
"Mom" she knew this question was coming and I could sense her nervousness although I was no wolf. Her lips started trembling showing her uncomfortableness and her brows creased anticipating her next move "mom, are you cheating on dad?" Boom one point for the courage to ask your mom about cheating still she didn't answer, she just kept staring out of space
"Mom" I could now hear sniffles from the window "mommy answer me"
"Yes..no..maybe..I don't know, you have no idea what its like having your husband gone all the time, not phoning to know how we are. Were here suffering and graveling at the feet of those self obnoxious royals, wolves, or even the damn gods!"
"But mom how could you, he's out there fighting for us, for our protection, for our rights to freedom. He's been working so hard to keep us all in line so we don't kindle the wrath of the gods to bring destruction upon us. He gave himself as a slave so we could be safe and here you are being ungrateful, selfish, self absorbed, weak. Your pathetic" I went on "you cant even stay committed to your husband while he's away, what kind of a woman are you!?" I asked yelled just to have her slap me across the face sending me to the ground
"You bitch, I do as I please and if I want to f*ck, I can f*ck whomever I want got that. Now go to your room and if I ever catch you cutting yourself, I'll leave you to bleed to death you hear me!" She spat then walked out leaving me on the ground crying.

That's when the abuse started, I was only seven at the time when mom kept bringing in stranger after stranger into our house, I couldn't even sleep at nights due to all the moaning and when dad would come home, she'd lash out and beat him most times for no reason. So my dad and I stayed close to each other, we shared our Griefs, some laughter, a little of everything, we had to rely on each other for strength. I was the only heart dad had left that was beating in his chest warm enough to give him hope of a better tomarrow

"Daddy"
"Yes honey"
"Are you ok?"
"Yes why do you ask?" He smiled at me lovingly
"Because I've been cleaning your cuts with alcohol, chloroform, everything and your not wailing in pain" I looked at him sadly
"Rosie your sixteen now, soon you'll come to know that pain makes us stronger, it makes us who we are. So when the pain gets too much to handle" he held my small hands in his medium one "don't cut yourself, don't hurt yourself wishing for death because you must remember that god has a purpose for all of us being here, and death can't touch gods blessed" i watched as he lay on the grass beside me "I believe that one day you'll be our savior, bring us peace and light where theirs despair and darkness"
"You really think so" I asked him happily
"I know so" he smiled back.

Then Jake just had to ruin the moment
"Rose, rose!" He yelled
"What is it Jake?" I grumbled out as dad laughed
"I interrupted your father daughter time again didn't I?" He scratched the back of his head
"As always Jake, perfect timing"
"Hi Jake" cheered my father
"Hello Mr. Canary. Oh and before i forget what I really came here for" he stuck his tongue out at me while dad shook his head laughing.
"Here you go sir" I watched as he passed dad a letter and he begun to read it

"So rose, is bitchella devil still reigning?" He joked
"Yea sadly, she's made my life miserable" I zoned out of our argument to watch dad as his face held shock, disbelief, fright, sorrow, all his emotions were soaring around his face so fast I thought he'd surely pass out
"So rose you wanna"
"Daddy" I jumped towards him as he fell backwards on the grass uncontious "daddy wake up" I started crying, "i cant loose you. Jake tuck that letter safely in your bag and help me bring him to your moms house"
"Ok but won't your mother punish you again for being late?" I saw the grief on his face
"Right now my dads more important, she can beat me all she wants after dad gets better, now help me"
"Ok" so that evening we did our best to bring daddy to Jakes house for care being as his mother is our villages nurse and dads childhood friend.
"I just hope he's alright" I sobbed into Jakes shirt
"Me too rose, me too"