Virgin Heart

My alarm wakes me at 4am. As usual, my body still aches from the beating I got yesterday for spilling water on my mother's new boyfriend. I wonder how long he will last. She seems to scrape the bottom of the barrel every time she picks a new man.Mack is lazy and smells like the whiskey he spends all day drinking. I know he set me up yesterday. He tripped me on purpose, knowing my mother's reaction to the mess, especially the mess I made . I tried to run out the front door and just never made it before she grabbed my hair and yanked me to the floor. Mack sat in his recliner laughing, spouting nonsense about how useless I was .I tried to crawl into my bedroom but a hard kick to your ribs was going to slow you down. " I'm sorry I will clean it up. " I told her. She just sneered and punched me right in my eye , that's gonna bruise." nice one babe, but she'll never learn her place ". Mack says . A few more kicks to the ribs later and she let me return to my room . How were the chores meant to get done if I were too injured? I got out of bed and washed myself as best as you can in a sink with cold water. Apparently, I don't deserve hot water . I looked at myself in my cracked mirror attached to the back of my door and yep, my eye was very swollen and half my nose was turning purple. I lifted my pajama top and the whole right side was black and blue and hurt like a b***h to breathe , but the chores needed doing, so I got dressed slowly and made my way downstairs.I washed the dishes and started on breakfast , not that I was going to eat any. Food was only for the deserving and I wasn't deserving. Luckily, my mother and Mack slept until midday, so I struggled into my oversized black hoodie and black jeans with worn out converse and slipped out the front door to start my hour-long walk to school. I wasn't allowed to ride the bus to school, which didn't bother me. Anyway, I wasn't a people person, especially at school. I wasn't bullied or anything. People just ignored me like I was invisible. The walk to school took me longer than normal because my ribs hurt with every single breath and every step I took . As I neared the school gates, I pulled my hood up and hurried to my locker where I kept all my school supplies. I couldn't take them home because they would only get destroyed by my mother or Mack. I collected my books and made my way to my first class, which was history , not my best subject, but was usually left alone as I sat at the back of the classroom staring out of the window. The classroom starts to fill up, no one pays me any attention as I drop my head, making sure my bruises are hidden by my hood and, soon enough, everyone settles down waiting for the teacher to call the register, just before my name is called, the door to the classroom opens and the most amazing smells hit my nose, oranges and caramel..yummy . I didn't look up. I couldn't, I was too busy shaking. What the hell was going on with me? All the girls in the class suddenly gasp . Today is a strange day for sure .I take a chance and slowly raise my head, what I see nearly stops my breath. Two of the most amazing boys, or should I say men, are standing there looking all godly , one with blonde hair and the brightest blue eyes I've ever seen and the other with jet black shoulder-length hair and eyes the colour of emeralds. They are standing there with their hands crossed emphasising their bulging biceps. The oddest thing is they are staring right at me, they look very angry and I don' understand why . I'd definitely know if I'd met them before. I'm pretty sure they are going to appear in my dreams or I hope they will . I can't stand them sneering at me. I've done nothing wrong, so when they start to march towards me, I do the only thing I can. RUN, I ducked past them and out the classroom door . I didn't hear anyone following me as I ran down the corridor, so I headed for the school's main door. I don't know why I'm so scared of them but everything I am tells me to get away from them . As I ran across the school's hockey field heading for the forest which half surrounds the school, I hear a ferocious growl which stops me in my tracks. Anything with a growl like that will chase me down easily . I turned around slowly and came face to face with a ginormous black wolf with bright green eyes . I knew staring into his eyes wasn't the right thing to do, but I couldn't look away. The wolf tilts his head and seems to purr ,then, quick as a flash, turns into a man, a beautiful black-haired man with green eyes. Shock causes me to laugh manicly, then everything goes fuzzy as my eyes roll to the back of my head and everything goes black.