"Mike!" I giggled as he sprayed me with the hose.
His mouth curled into a smile, and he watched me struggle. He had a twinkle in his eye, as he let out a laugh.
"Not unless you apologize!" His blue eyes twinkled again, and I kept running trying to get away from him.
My giggled flared, and then I ran circles around him. Then I got a idea.
I ran forward and sprung on top of him, making him fall on the ground.
"I will never apologize." I put on a seriously scary face, and have him a playful glare.
The hose was still spraying water out in the back ground. But everything faded away as I looked into Mikes eyes.
He rolled over so he was on top, and he looked into my eyes with a smile on his lips.
Oh those lips.
Like he could read my thoughts he bent down as places a light kiss, but then pulled back.
"You still need to apologize." He chuckled, rolling off me, and gripping the hose once again.
My black shirt and my jeans were soaked but that did not matter. I was with my Soul-Mate. True love. Cœur. Or whatever else you may want to call it.
My fingers mindlessly trailed up and down his arm, before he could spray the hose. I let out a small giggle when his eyes darkened.
"I-I..." He stuttered, but then blushed.
I've never seen him blush before. It was super adorable.
"Am I forgiven?" I asked, still trailing my hand up and down his arm.
He bit his lip, and he let out a sigh. Then he sat up, meet my eyes, and rolling them, "Fine."
I poked his hard side. His abs, are so hot! My lips curved to a smile, and I did a little dance inside my head.
"I love you." My insides stirred, and I'm pretty sure if I had a wolf it would be howling in joy.
"I love you too." I smiled.
And I thought it'd be a perfect day, the whole day.
But I was so wrong, because that was the day, I got raped.
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I woke up in a cold sweat. My hands were shaking, and my fingers gripped the pillow with might.
My lips trembled, I've had the dream again.
That day haunts me. Both parts. I cannot do this anymore. I had to tell my mother. Maybe she'll believe me.
Although she was a bit crazy, maybe she'll finally divorce this man.
The dawn peaked through the shades that closed off the outside world. It was a horrible world out there. Even in here it was horrible.
It was three nights ago that I was raped.
Two days since I was rejected.
One day since- well nothing happened yesterday except the usual. Beatings, whatever else.
I refuse to acknowledge Jim, (her dad) as my father. I say he's the Step-Father so people don't think I'm related to that thing.
I swung my feet over to the side, they touched the floor, and the cold spread through my body. My arms hair stood up on them when I heard Jim wake up. He feet clambered through the hall, and I heard him go into the bathroom.
"HELEN!" He yelled to my mother, "WHERE THE HELL IS MY ADVIL!"
His voice made the house shake, and it made me shake. Shake in fear that is. I think the house is shaking in fear too.
"Medicine Cabinet." My mother whispered, her voice lost from yelling at him so many times.
She had nothing to loose. Her mate died, so she could die.
I have nothing to loose too. I was raped, and rejected.
My chest began to burn.
No! I promised not to think of him!
I heard clambering as my father searched lazily. I heard something's fall into the toilet too. My heart thumped as I heard the cabinet slam closed and his heavy set feet stomp.
He was loud, obnoxious, annoying. Especially since its only five in the morning.
My heart pounded, as he came closer to my door. His footsteps stopped, and his fist banged onto the door. He pounded, without saying anything, and then he flung the door open.
"You little bitch. Get dressed and ready for school." He snarled, cracking his knuckles and sneering at me.
I looked down, feeling dirty with him in the room, and scrambled to grab some jeans and a T-Shirt.
He stared at me, with this weird glint in his eye, when I stood up and glanced at him.
"Continue." He grumbled, raping me with his eyes.
I felt so nasty, but I slowly took my top off (Thank god I wore a bra to bed) and slid on the red cotton shirt, it was y favorite. It had a big band logo saying: KISS. I don't know who they are, but I love their logo.
Then I slid down my sweat pants I wore to bed. My cheeks were crimson, and I could feet him staring at my panties.
"Maybe... You could stay home..." His voice was deep, and I could hear him swallow.
My lips formed a tight line, and I shook. This wasn't how all Fathers were was it?
A feminine voice screeched, "ISABELLE! How could you?! Steal my husband?! You slut!" My mother. She screamed, in her insane state of mind, she ran forward and slapped me, and then turned to my father, her eyes going black, "Y-you..." She kneed him in the balls, and ran from the room.
Jim fell to the ground clutching his manly parts, and yelling 'Bitch'.
"Mom!" I cried, yanking my sweat pants back up, and hopping over Jim to find her.
My nose is the only thing that was at least comparable to a wolf. It was half as strong as theirs, but it would work.
My nose twitched, and I follow what was my mothers scent. I stopped when I reached the back porch.
My breathing hitched, and more tears fell.
Her clothes laid in shreds, and it looked to me, that she ran.
She left me behind.
"Mom!" I yanked open the back door, tears still falling.
My breaths came out like I was in a marathon.
She left... She left...
Moon Goddess why'd you curse me like this?!
My mother... She's gone...
I didn't even hear when Jim came crashing down the steps. He was still hissing profanities.
When I spun around his eyes were blood shot, and his lips were literally pulled back in a snarl.
"Where's your-" he looked down.
His eyes grew big, and he gasped, "Why are her clothes like that?! Y-you killed her!" He screamed.
"No!" I cried backing into the wall.
"Yes you did! You dirty little whore! No wonder why she hated you!" He yelled, then his hand reached out and grabbed the phone, "Im calling nine one one."
My breath disappeared. I reacted on instinct.
My hands reached out, and I snatched the phone from him. I couldn't let him run me around anymore.
"Hello, this is Nine one one. What's you-" SMASH.
I threw the phone into the floor, and then I kneed him the exact place were my mother did.
I had to find her.
I threw open the back door, and began to run.
My nose the only guide.
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