Bella’s POV
I feel like I was run over by a truck. My left eye is swollen almost completely shut. My lip is busted. My stomach is an array of old bruises and new ones. A rainbow of green, yellow, purple and blue. I don’t know how much longer I can live with this. I grab some ibuprofen and walk back to my room. I’m about to lay down when my father come in.
“Mia I’m heading to work. Stay in the house, clean it and have dinner ready by 6.”
Thank god he will be gone all day. I listen to his truck pull away and let out a sigh of relief. I should probably go find something to eat. I haven’t eaten since yesterday morning. I slowly limp downstairs to the kitchen. The fridge and cabinets are locked. I wonder how long I will be able to survive without food. I’m heading back to the stairs when someone knocks at the front door. Who could it be?
I peek through the window. f**k it’s Lucas. My face is bruised up. Hoodie? Hoodie? I find a hoodie and pull it over my left side of my face. I slowly open the door.
“Hey, I just wanted to say I’m sorry.” He says handing me a box of doughnuts, a bag of orange juice and the smell of bacon comes to my nose. My stomach growls loudly.
“Thank you.” I say quietly.
“Sounds like I came just in time.” He says with a laugh.
“Thank you for the food” I say closing the door.
“Wait, Umm...I was wondering if you wanted to go with me sometime?” Is he nervous?
“Like a date?”
“Yeah like a date?
“Yeah, maybe next week sometime? Can I let you know date later”
“Yeah yeah, Here’s my number. Text me when you are free and I will make it a date” he says with a smile on his face.
He walks down the front steps with a smile on his face. God I hate giving him hope.
The day passes way to fast. I father came home at 4 and unlocked the fridge and cabinets so I could cook him dinner. I made him spaghetti and meatballs. But apparently he didn’t want that.
“Did I tell you I wanted spaghetti and meatballs.”
The right cheek stings and I know he slapped me.
“I-I’m sorry”
“Your always sorry” he says as he stabs a knife into my hand.
I couldn’t hold it in. A scream rips through my lips.
“Be better b***h” he whispers in my ear.
I quickly run up to the bathroom and wrap my hand in a towel. Trying to stop the bleeding
I don’t know how long Iv been sitting on the floor but Iv lost all hope. My hand won’t stop bleeding and I’m getting lightheaded
As I start to lose Consciousness i hear someone break through the front door and come into the bathroom. Before I get a good look at the person I give into the darkness.
Lucas POV
Leo has been restless all day. My body aches. Is this Mias pain? My hand starts to itch and burn. God what is happening.
“Honey what’s wrong?” My mom says.
“My body hurts and my hand itches so bad? But I don’t think it’s my pain though”
“It may be your mate deer. Is she in a dangerous place?”
“I don’t think so but I don’t know? It looked like her dad was a alcoholic.”
Mate is hurt! mate is hurt! Mate needs us.
“Mom Leo says mate is hurt and needs us”
“Let’s go”
“I mind link several warriors to come help”
I shift into Leo and run to Mias house with my mom, dad, my baby Jax and the warriors hot on my tale. I burst into Mias home her dad is drunk and startled losing his balance falling on his butt rubbing his eyes and we shift back into human form quickly putting the shorts and shirt our second warrior had brought in a bag.
“Watch him” I tell my Jax
“No problem, now go find our Luna”
I run upstairs and she’s not in her bedroom. I smell her scent Jasmine and coconut mixed with blood coming from the bathroom. When I fling open that door I am in shock. My mom gasps. There she is on the bathroom floor bleeding from her hand. She looks up to me and loses consciousness. I swoop her up.
“We need to get her to the pack hospital now!” I yell running out to the car that the warriors have called.
“What should we do with this thing” Jax asks me.
“Leave him here. Give him a good hit. He will think it was a dream.” I tell him.
I mind links the pack drs to be ready for us and I take off with my mom in the passenger seat and my dad driving like a man man.
“Hold on baby. We are almost there”