The phoenix wolf will rise

~ Attention, There will be abusive content in this chapter. You have been warned. ~ “You worthless w***e” he screams while the whip lands on my back. I whimper lowly while I do not move. When the reaction doesn’t satisfy him he yanks me up by my hair, I whimper and cry out from the pain. The tears slid down my cheeks. “NOW you will get washed up and go to school. You better be home in time or else!” he yells at me and drops me to the ground. I breathe heavily from the pain and I sneak upstairs, trying to be as quiet as I can be otherwise I will get another beating. I turn on the shower with only cold water. I step underneath it letting the water cascade down my back. I hiss in pain and then sigh in relief the cold water soothing the pain and swelling. I wash myself trying not to let the soap into the wounds on my back. I get out after 10 minutes and dry off. I grab some baggy pants and a shirt, I grab a sweatshirt with a hoodie and pull it on over my clothes. ‘maybe they will leave me alone today. There are supposed to be new students today, I hope they will be too occupied with them to notice me’ I think by myself. I look in the mirror, bags underneath my eyes. Lifeless eyes look back to me, my eyes are orange, my hair is a vibrant red although it is dimmed now because it looks like s**t. But well that is the reason I get bullied. Probably also the reason why my father is abusing me and why I never can do anything good in his eyes. I sigh and put some foundation on my face to hide the tired look. I walk downstairs quietly and go to school. I arrived at school and was surprised to see the halls were empty, I let out a breath out of relief and made my way to my locker. I put in my code grabbed the books I needed before lunch and put them in my bag, I carefully slung it over my shoulder, just so that I wouldn’t hurt my back with the strap. I close my locker and make my way slowly and quietly to my classroom. Looking at the ground the hoodie hiding my hair. I wait next to the door looking down at the ground. I hear footsteps all around me and I tense up slightly. “there they are” someone screeches from across the hall, I glance a peek and see three guys smiling and talking with each other. ‘holy f**k’ I think to myself and look at them a bit more. The guy in the middle grabs my attention right away. His eyes go wide and he looks around until his eyes land on me. The most amazing silver eyes are staring into mine, a jawline made for a god. I can see the muscles trying to rip his shirt in pieces and I am hoping it happens so I can see what is underneath. I blink and see the other two staring at me with amazement as well. I look back down and the teacher arrives and opens the door. I shoot inside the room and take my seat in the back by the window. After 5 minutes of me staring out of the window, the chair next to me moves and I stiffen up waiting for the bullying. Someone sits down on it and I frown ‘no one sits next to me, ever’ I glance a peek and see the guy from before who was in the middle lounging in his chair looking at me. When our eyes meet briefly his eyes seem to glow brighter. I frown and look back out of the window, I hear him sigh. It seems like he lays his arm on the table and I feel his eyes boring into me. When I glance a peek, his head is laying down on his arms and he is indeed staring at me. When Brianna enters the room she gasps “No way. Derek if you sit with her you will get her weird vibes” she cackles with a laugh at the end. I make myself smaller and I hiss in pain when my whip wound scratches the back of the chair. I look out of the window, ignoring everyone around me except when I hear the guy next to me growl “SHUT UP” he bellows and when I look I see him glaring at Brianna. She seems scared and she is trembling ‘nice, you deserved that’ I think to myself ‘why am I not scared of him? Normally a person so close would have made me run especially when someone is so big, but weirdly he makes me comfortable’ “sorry” she mumbles and takes her seat. The whole day goes like that actually, he keeps hovering close. And when he doesn’t have the same class one of the other guys that were with him stays close. I am stared at but I am not bullied and for once I can breathe. Until it’s our last period, History, I breathe in and out and then walk into the class. I take my seat and lean forward, leaning on the table so my back doesn’t scrape the chair. Not long after the mystery guy named Derek sits down next to me again, “Goddamnit, Olivia! You know how it works in my class! Sit properly in your chair and take that hoodie off.” He yells at me when the teacher walks into the class. I sigh and sit straight, I hiss lowly in pain and take my hoody off. And just as usual the whole class starts to laugh. The guy next to me doesn’t though he seems almost mesmerized, no he is probably just in shock. “Gorgeous” he blurts out and then blushes hard while looking away from me. The class gasps and they all fall quiet. ~Derek~ All day I am hoping to see her face underneath that hoodie, but she never takes it off. She is my mate, I will protect her with my life, I know she is human since I can’t smell anything else coming from her. But god, the pull is strong I am fuming when I don’t have the same class as her damn it. I am glad that either Brad or Chad has classes with her when I don’t so they can keep an eye on her. After Brianna made that comment I cornered her in the hallway afterward, demanding to know what the f**k that was about. She let it slip that she is the loser of school, she gets bullied a lot sometimes even beaten. She cries so easily but no one has ever heard her speak a word except for sobs or whimpering. I grow loudly in her face “YOU WILL SHOW RESPECT TO HER, FROM NOW ON! MAKE SURE EVERYONE KNOWS NOT TO MESS WITH HER” I yell in her face and she nods in fear. I was happy that she listened, the rest of the day no one tried anything just stared at her, well I don’t like people staring at her either but it is better than her being hurt. Especially since I have the power to do something about it. I know my Beta and Gamma won’t let anything happen to her either, they felt the pull to protect her the same moment I laid my eyes on her and my wolf started screaming at me that she is our mate. ‘No, s**t Sherlock’ I told him and he snickered. I made my way over but she dashed into the class, avoiding me. Her scent is captivating but it is masked with something I don’t like and it has my blood boiling. When Brianna screamed and she leaned back in her chair she hissed in pain, it was soft but I heard it and it had me frowning again. Right now we are in History and the teacher ordered her to pull her hoodie off. Her eyes look at me in fear, her eyes are lifeless, there is no spark in them, making me wonder what she has been through to dim it. Her hair is beautiful Red-colored, I understand now why she is bullied. She goes to a school for wolves where red hairs are never seen. I wonder how she got in here as a human, she must have outstanding grades. And then I do something completely out of tact “Gorgeous” I blurt out and I feel my cheeks heat and I look away from her, the class gasps and then they fall silent. I heard them laughing and everything but I was too mesmerized by her to care at that moment. A rosy color comes over her cheeks when I look back at her and this time she looks away. ~Olivia~ I feel my cheeks heat up when he looks back at me and this time I look away feeling embarrassed. The class and this day went way too fast because I was in bliss from being left alone mostly. I sigh and get up, I put my books in my locker and sling my backpack over my shoulder hissing in pain and then scolding myself for forgetting. I turn around and see Derek standing there looking at me and frowning, my hoody is back up and he walks over. he reaches out and I flinch, his frown grows deeper but he retracts his hand “You shouldn’t hide, you’re beautiful” he says. I just nod and walk away, rushing home. Hoping I don’t mess up with my dad. When I open the door I am dragged inside by my hair “You’re late!” he yells, I whimper and cry out from the pain on my head where he pulls my hair. He throws me down the stairs to the basement. “WHY DO I SMELL ANOTHER MAN ON YOU” he growls loudly. I just whimper and crawl into myself. He drags me up and binds me to a chair. He grabs a silver knife cuts my shirt away and starts drawing into my stomach I scream out in pain and then I blackout. I wake up on the cold floor shivering. I look at my stomach and cry ‘W H O R E’ it says with an arrow pointing down. I feel pain on my thighs as well and look down and I cry even more. Really deep there is on one leg close to my core ‘I AM’ and then on the other ‘A W H O R E’. I cry softly and then when I have calmed down I slowly creep up the stairs and take a shower wincing when the water hits the new and old wounds. I bandage the new wounds and then I get into bed. The next morning I am dragged out by my hair and hit multiple times in my stomach. I dry heave trying to get air in my system. “GET READY” he yells. I get up get dressed and then walk to school slowly. I am hurting all over and have trouble even walking. The moment I walk inside all eyes turn to me, I look down ignore them and walk slowly to my locker. I grab my books and make my way to my class. I get into my seat and wince when I sit down, my pants rubbing over the new wounds between my legs. I am fidgeting and Derek sits down next to me again “Morning” he says and I just nod at him. The day goes by quickly again and I go home dreading what he has in mind for me today. When I open the door I am hit on the head right away and I black out thinking ‘at least I won’t feel what he does’. When I wake up I am in the basement but weirdly I don’t feel any additional pain. He comes down “Finally, look who is awake” he bellows at me and grabs my hair, dragging me upstairs and into the garden. He throws me on the grass “STAY THERE” he yells. Suddenly all my bones start breaking and I scream out and I see him smirking, satisfied with my pain ‘what did he do to me?’ I think to myself. ‘nothing’ a voice replies in my head ‘I am so sorry you had to go through all that. Accept me, accept the pain and I will get you away from him, I promise’ the voice says in my head. ‘really?’ I ask hope blossoming ‘yes, I promise’ she answers. I take in a deep breath and let the pain just come over me and suddenly I am standing on my feet and hands, my eye-sight a lot better, I look down and see paws ‘my name is Acalia, I am your wolf’ she tells me. ‘wait, what? Wolf? What the f**k are you talking about?’ I ask ‘there is no time, he is coming to capture you. Accept me, I will get you out of here’ she says. I breathe out ‘Acalia, thank you’ I think and it seems like a shove in my mind and I am running, the forest is zipping by “GET BACK HERE NOW!” I hear him yell behind me. ‘don’t worry, I will save you Anastasia’ she says ‘what? My name is not Anastasia?’ I tell her ‘it is, you just have been told differently by him’ she says. ‘uhm right’ I answer her. She keeps running when suddenly I hear footsteps behind us ‘s**t’ she says and skids to a stop and turns around the wolf looks furious. He attacks trying to pin us down, but Acalia jumps to the side and clamps down on his neck, he whimpers and he goes limp into her jaw ‘oh god, you killed him!’ I yell in our head. ‘he deserved it and had it coming Ana’ she tells me ‘but still’ I say. She starts running again. We seem to run for hours before she slows down and a house comes into sight. ‘we will turn back now. You will be naked. That house there has a couple of people in it, they sense nice to me and I think they will help us, especially when they see what state your body is in’ she explains to me, I hesitate for a minute ‘all right’ I tell her. Bones are breaking and I breathe heavily from the pain ‘come on. You need to get there’ she says. I try to get up and stumble over to the house, I end up in their backyard. I step out of the bushes “Help” I say and then I start seeing black spots and I see the ground coming before darkness completely consumes me. I hear frantic voices in the distance. “Beep, Beep, Beep” I hear and think ‘what is that?’ “Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep” a lot faster this time. The darkness starts getting less dark and my eyes flutter open only to close them again “She is waking up” a female says “I’ll get the doctor” a male voice says and footsteps are receding. “Come on sweetie. You are safe now. You are in the hospital. We brought you here after you stumbled into our backyard.” She explains I just hum in my throat. I try to blink again but I just look away from the light “Is the light too much?” she asks and I nod. She gets up and the room seems to get darker. I open my eyes again and I squint a little against the light coming from the lamps but it is bearable now. “My husband is getting the doctor. He will probably ask you some questions, all right? I won’t leave your side” she smiles sweetly at me and I nod. Not long after two men walk in and I stiffen slightly, the doctor smiles sweetly at me, they both sit down making them smaller and that makes me more comfortable “My name is Doctor Stevens. I am going to ask you some questions all right?” he asks and I nod. “Do you remember what happened?” he asks. Flashes from my father flash by and I nod slowly “Do you remember your name?” he asks and I nod “Can you tell us?” he asks and I shake my head. “Do you not want to?” he asks and I shake again “You literally can’t tell us?” he asks and I nod. I lift my arm to the three scars running on my throat. “Ah, alright. Your vocal cords were damaged because of that?” he asks and I nod. “Can you write your name down for us?” he asks and I nod. “All right, I will be right back,” he says. He walks out and comes back shortly after with a notepad and a pen that he hands to me. ‘Anastasia’ I write down and show it to them “Beautiful name” the female smiles at me and it makes me smile a little. “How did you come to be in our garden sweetie?” the female asks. I start scribbling ‘I ran’ I show it to them and they nod. “How long has it been going on before you escaped?” the doctor asks. ‘my whole life’ I write and show it to them and they gasp. “I need to get the police involved in this to protect you, sweetie. The evidence is clear badly enough.” He says and I shake my head and start scribbling ‘I will not have to worry about him anymore’ I show it to them and their eyes go wide. “I am not going to ask why. But won’t people be looking for you?” the doctor asks and I shake my head but my mind goes to Derek. “all right. But I take it you are under age?” he asks and I shake my head. ‘turned 18 last night’ I write and show it. They nod “But, I assume you didn’t finish school. You can’t talk. It will be difficult to support yourself. Let alone get a job because you can’t talk” the doctor states.