Chapter 2
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Jane Pike’s POV
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My heart is bleeding.
How the hell am I going to survive without Kendrick ? How? He was the only one who kept me sane in this f*****g horrible world.
Being with him was everything I wanted in this world, but he won’t let me do it. He will never let me be happy. It is his oath. He is my father and I can’t rise against him because he will kill Kendrick and then he will kill me.
My life is f*****g complicated and I don’t even know from where to start it but I am the daughter of the most outlaw rogue that lives in our world.
Frederik Pike is my father and he is the most wanted man in our supernatural world. He did things, killed people, even Alphas, when I was just a little kid. My mother rejected him, but he took me with him just to make her suffer, but not before he assured her that my blood is on her hands. That he will make my life a hell.
And the jerk just ran and hid in human society, masking his scent and mine too by taking illegal drugs, so that no one could find him. But you see, taking drugs, that’s the least important thing he did in his life.
He has been beating me since I was two. I don’t remember my mother. All I know is from what he told me. But I remember the beatings. My body remembers them.
I would like to have someone to talk about this pain I feel, but I don’t know any other werewolf. It’s just me and the monster I am calling father. I would have asked for help. But where could I find that help without risking my father to find out and kill everyone?
My daily routine starts with a beating and ends with one. It is always the same thing. The only time when I am not afraid is when I am at school.
Time passed and somehow I started to ignore the pain he was giving me. It was just a part of my life.
I dreamed about the day when I was going to find my wolf. I dreamed that I would revolt against my father and escape from him, but what to see?
I have no wolf. I have no idea why, but that’s the shitty part of my werewolf existence.
There is nothing inside me to recommend me as a werewolf. I have all the genes but not the wolf side. So I am my father’s prisoner and also my own body prisoner . I am blocked here without a chance to be happy.
The only hope I got was Kendrick , but he is human too. He is rich, he has a status in this society and I am not going to destroy his life by letting him be with someone like me.
I love him too much, and if I am not letting him go, my father will kill him. He made it clear this morning.
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*** Flashback***
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“Please” I cried as my father punched me again and lifted me in the air.
“Shut up, little w***e!” he said, laughing in my face. “I should have sold you the illegal-organ trafficking when you were little if I would have known that you would become a w***e! But you know what? I still can do it because now being eighteen, no one will search for you. I would just say anyone that you are a b***h who f***s around and run away from home.”
“I did nothing!” I whisper, barely finding my strength to do it after he has been beating me for more than two hours.
“Don’t deny it!” he growls at me.
“And if you like c**k so much maybe it would be better if I will let you enjoy it. I will send you to prostitute’s dealers. They will give you what you need!”
And only the thought of being forced in such activity killed my mood and my spirit. I would never be able to fight against that kind of people. Not without a wolf.
“I know that you worked against my back with the Riggs!” and my horrible father grabbed me by my arms and threw me away, making me fly directly into the wall. “I saw you with that brat just yesterday!” and he gives me another punch making my head feel like spinning around..
“Do you know what you have done?” he growled at me and coming in my direction he leaned over me. He found about Kendrick and he became completely mad.
“You f*****g ruined everything!” he growls and another hit comes over me.
“I did nothing…I swear, he is just a colleague from my school.” I whisper, bursting in tears and that makes him block in his tracks.
“What?” he asks as if he can’t believe what he just heard.
“He is human, father” I whisper, trying to find a way to save Kendrick from my father’s wrath. “He is just a teenager, he can’t do anything against you!” and I crawled my knees at my chest bursting in tears even harder.
“Please, don’t hurt him. He did nothing, he just likes me” I lie, hiding the fact that he loves me and I love him too.
I can’t let him hurt Kendrick. I would do anything to save him from my father. Me, being abused so many years is enough. Kendrick deserves a better life. I can’t let him face a werewolf. He will never find the truth about what I am…or I should be. He would probably hate me and I can live with the thought that he is disgusted by me.
My father takes a step back and looking at me asks in shock.
“Are you telling me that he has no idea that you are a werewolf?”
WHAT? Is he crazy? How to tell Kendrick that I am not one hundred percent human? To horrify him?
“I swear to you father. I said nothing about us. He thinks that I am just like him, a human…” and I sit on my knees in front of him, begging him.
“I never asked you something for myself, father” I said “But I beg you. Let him go. He is not a danger for us. He can’t do anything and even if he is rich and has a status in this world he is not like us.”
But my words must be wrong because my father starts to laugh so hard that he shocks me.
“You are so stupid, Jane. So stupid. I still don’t get it how the f**k I didn’t break you until now. How is that inside of you there is still…all this s**t goodness…you must be stupid” and he sits on one knee and lifts my chin, looking straight into my eyes and making me even frightened because for the first time in my life I have no idea what is happening.
“I believe you” he tells me and squints his eyes in a way that I know that there is something more.
“I will not kill him.” and he pushes me, making me fall and hit the ground with my head.
“You have no idea what you did, messing with the Riggs. We were having a good life here. I had big plans for you with those dealers.” he mocks me.
Good? Maybe for him because he is the theft of the neighborhood and the rapist of the town, but what about me? I was having a good life only when I was with Kendrick.
“You will leave that jerk!” he commanded me, and my heart stopped.
“Do it, or he will be dead until tonight!”
“He won’t do anything. He is just a boy…please” I burst in tears but completely mad he grabs me by my neck and through his clenching teeth says:
“Then his blood is on your hands. I will be watching you from afar today at school and if you won’t end it with him he won’t leave that school alive. Am I clear?” and before I could say yes he knocked me out.
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***End of flashback***
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I grab my things and run outside the school yard. I can’t be here anymore. Not when I know that Kendrick is here too.
I told him that I didn’t want him when the truth is that I am dying without him.
Why goddess? Why have you permitted me to meet him? It wasn’t enough of my suffering? Was not my father enough for you? I have nothing! NOTHING! Just my life…and running out of the school gates I look around and see my f*****g father watching me. And not only him. Six dubious men are with him, smirking their horrible faces at me , licking their lips and rub their c***s as if no one would be on the street.
He knows I did what he asked me.
“Come here!” he is mouthing and I just nod, but I will not do what he asked for. Not anymore.
He stares at me and I see him taking a few steps in my direction as he signals to those men to catch me.
He must know that from now on I don’t care anymore. He was wondering how he didn’t break me until now. Well he just did it. I don’t care if I am dead or alive. All I want is not to see his horrible face again.
“Stay right there!” he growls at me, making people on the street look at us strangely and some of them become alert.
“Stay away from me!” I cry out , attracting a lot of attention.
“Jane Pike!” he says and I know that he would kill me if he could.
I look around trying to find something. I don’t want to be his slave anymore, because that’s what I am. And I will never become a prostitute. I would better die! I want to be free.
In this world I have only myself. I am my person. I am my own friend. I am my everything.
I see my father pushing someone so he could grab me, but I jump in front of a police car that hits me hard and makes me roll to the ground.
“What the hell?” the policemen yell, jumping out the car and I know that this is my chance. The only one I could have so I could escape the demon called FATHER.
“That man attacked me! He wants to sell me to those prostitute dealers.” I cry in front of the policemen and point with my finger to my father. “He tried to kill me too and sell my organs!” I say and grab one of them by his shirt bursting in tears.
I am not fooling around, I really cry for good. All the pain in my heart broke out.
All I could hear was “Catch those jerks!” and some men's voices calling me and telling me that everything would be alright.
And with that…everything ended.