Eyes open

((A.N.// Violette played by Christie Burke-------------------------------------->

And also, Wolves come up later in the story, Violette's human sorry! :P ENJOY!!!!!))

Hey, my name is Violette. This is my life. I'm not like every other girl, I'm unique as my mother says. Life just isn't fair, is it? When you try hard and all you get is pain, pain, pain. When you get bullied. When you get pushed around. It's unfair, isn't it? Life just isn't... fair.

People lie. People cheat. People pretend. Why can't it be easy, like in the land of books? That's all I want. Familiarity. Kindness. Love. Truth. Honesty. No pain. No war. No danger. This is a strange world. It's all new to people. A baby is born, a person dies... the never ending circle. Anger of people, it controls their minds. Every minute counts, they say. But it isn't fair.

I'm good. I get A's and B's. I treat people fairly. What do I get in return? Anger, hate, deceit. Not even spared a sane glance. All because I'm that rare person that.. wait for it... LIKES working hard. LIKES lessons. LIKES good grades. Unlike my brother, Johnny. He gets bad grades, treats people like nothing and is the rebel of the school. What does he get? Love. Adoration. Fear. Respect. Not fair. This world isn't fair.

As I walked up the steps to my house, I sighed. Not fair. Not fair. Johnny's younger than me, yet everyone likes him more. Unfair.

I unlocked the door and walked inside.

Unfair.

I walked up the stairs to my room.

Unfair.

I walked into my room and lay on the bed, closing my eyes. That one irritating word bounced around my head like it owned the place.

Unfair.

Unfair.

Unfair.

Putting a pillow over my head, I groaned. Life hurts. What did that flipping Twilight book say..? Oh yeah, "Life sucks, then you die." well... I haven't died yet, and life pretty much sucks. This is so unfair. How come I never get respected? How could, for one moment, life can't be normal?

Fate really has it in for me!

A door downstairs slammed shut. Great. Dad's home.

"Violette!?" He bellowed.

Getting up fast, I locked my bedroom door and started to pack.

Maybe, somewhere else life will be more fair. Maybe, someone out there wants me. Scoffing, I shoved a pile of books into my backpack. Footsteps on the stairs. I could hear them. Zipped up, my backpack was ready to go.

"Violette! Open this door!" Dad was trying the doorhandle, and thumping on the door with his fist.

I ignored him.

Putting my backpack on, I climbed out the window then eased myself down onto the ground. If I ran... maybe... I could get away. But it would take up my energy. I could still hear Dad thumping on my bedroom door, so I was in the clear. I ran round to the front and got my keys out of my pocket then walked to my car. My beauty... I unlocked the door and scrambled into the drivers seat, buckled my seat belt then slammed the door shut. Dad stopped thumping my bedroom door and I through my backpack into the front passenger seat.

Dad started running downstairs and I reversed the car.

"Violette!" He ran out of the house as my tyres hit the road. "Bye dad." I yelled then shot off into the distance, putting the radio on.

That was the last time I saw him for three years.

At least my eyes were open.