Prologue
"CHLOE!" I yelled as loud as I can down the hall. It's junior year and we finally made varsity cheer. I see her grabbing her uniform and running to me.
"Go grab your uniform Jenesie!"
I laughed. "Where do you think I'm going?"
I walked past her to the coach. She gave me a huge grin. She kept telling me how excited she was that I finally decided to come out for cheer.
My father never let me join before because sophomores and freshmen cant be Varsity and he said he refuses to pay money for me to cheer for incompetence.
I grabbed it and ran to the locker room with Chloe. The first game is today and we are to be in full uniform. We hurried and changed and did each others makeup.
I pulled my hair into a high ponytail with strands loosely surrounding my face. Chloe put hers in a ballerina bun with a ribbon.
We stuffed out clothes into our lockers and ran to class.
"Damn Rivera, you make the uniform look good" mason said.
Mason was out future Alpha AND Chloes brother.
"Dont be a sicko!" Chloe said with disgust on her face.
"It isnt my fault your friends a total babe." He laughed.
She tossed a pair of scissors at him, sticking it into his arm.
"What the fuck!?"
"Hush big baby. It'll heal in 10 minutes."
He hurried up and grabbed paper towels so he didnt bleed everywhere. Chloe and I laughed as we took our seats in the back of advisory.
"Do you think your dad will let you stay the night?"
"No, he's been getting more. . . Well, you know. I dont know what's wrong with him."
"Ok. Well another time." She smiled.
It's just my father and I. My mother wasnt his mate and they gave up looking. They fell in love with eachother and then had me. When I was 8 my mom found her mate and left my dad. Her mate didnt want me and said he'd reject her. She didn't even think twice and left.
My father was ok at first. He kept on with his warrior duties and everything was good. But as the years past his attitude changed. And it just seems to decrease.
When I went into freshmen year, he started drinking excessively. He was ALWAYS drunk and being a werewolf it takes A LOT to get drunk. He has been aggressive and angry. He will yell so much spit will fly out of his mouth and sometimes he would break or punch things. It is worrisome but I try to not let it affect me.
When I told him about cheer, he was indifferent about it. I think it reminds him of my mom. She was a cheerleader and he was in the band and that's how they met. But he said he would still pay for it but only if I make varsity.
Which leads me to today. Our first game and I'm too excited. The whole day went by incredibly fast and before I knew it, we were running to the field with pom poms in hand.
We ended up winning the game and everyone was heading out to grab food. They invited me but I knew it was late and my dad would get upset. I declined and walked home.
"Dad, I'm home!" I yelled out while I entered the door. I put my house keys in the bowl by the door.
"Malissa?"
I turned to see my father drunk and stumbling towards me.
"Dad? Are you ok?" I've seen him drunk but this, this was bad.
"SHUT UP!" He slapped me across the face.
My whole head twisted to the the side as my hand gripped at my cheek.
"You left Malissa. You left me! You piece of shit. I didn't even want her. I told you a kid wouldnt be great for us! But you insisted on us being a family. Now look! Now I'm stuck with a constant reminder of you. A constant reminder that should've never happened!"
Tears poured out of my eyes. I ran past him to my room and slammed the door.
He's just drunk. He's just drunk. He's just drunk.
I repeated it over and over tell I fell asleep. I woke up without a bruise.
Thank you werewolf healing.
But was reminded of what my father said to me. I showered, changed and went downstairs to make breakfast. My father was in the loving room with a bottle in his hands already. I sighed and he didnt like that.
He tossed the bottle at my head, barely missing. He glared as I stared in disbelief. He didnt say anything. He just snarled and glared.
Once I was done cooking i went to get him for him to be gone. I closed my eyes wishing things were different.
That's when it all started and it was just the beginning.
GRADUATION DAY
I was upstairs putting on my graduation outfit. My ribs were still store from my fathers beating last night. But I wasnt going to let that bother me. I had a large smile on my face and twirled in the mirror.
This was it. I turn 18 next month and I'll be able to find my mate. I'll get out of this place and not have to worry.
I went downstairs to grab something quick to eat. I was singing a song, thinking my father was already gone.
"Love me like you do! Lo-lo-love me like you do!"
I heard his laugh coming from the back room. I froze in terror as he turned the corner.
"You'll never find someone to love you." He chuckled maniaclly and then when he seen me he got angry and threw his whiskey at my head.
I dodged it just in time.
At this point I'm just so angry and broken because of him.
"Just wait. I'll find my mate."
He laughed hysterically. "Even your mate will never love you. Hell, I'm your father and I cant even stand to look at you."
I wanted to cry as he said those words. But I couldn't. I cried so much that it just isnt worth it anymore.
I straightened my shoulders and held my head high.
"You'll see."
I went to my room as he laughed and poured himself another drink. He was mumbling to himself but I didnt even bother to listen.
I grabbed a duffle bag of clothes and packed as much as I could.
I knew what I was risking but I couldnt think too much or I'll chicken out.
I tossed the bag out the window first and followed behind it.
I ran in human form to my friend Chloe's. She's the Alpha's daughter and I know she can help me.
My life is just about to begin.
