(One) Pilot
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(Rosie’s POV)
I open my eyes and look at my beeping alarm clock, 5 am as usual. I turn it off and quickly move to the bathroom to shower. After I’ve cleaned myself I chuck on one of two outfits I have. It’s a black dress that goes to my knees, it’s thin and old. It looks raggedy as I’ve worn it so often. I put on my shoes and head off for the kitchen to cook breakfast before the demons get up. AKA the rest of the pack including my family.
Pancakes, bacon, eggs (of all sorts scrambled fried...), muffins, porridge, hashbrowns and much more all for the pack. Ready and made for them so that they can just walk in and eat.
After they’ve all eaten that’s when I get to eat, and when I mean eat I mean stealing a bit of food so I don’t starve to death.
Sorry I’ve forgotten to introduce myself, Hi I’m Rosie and I’m the daughter of Alpha Rucker and Luna Nina. I have an older brother who is young Alpha Adam. I am the “burden” of the pack, pushed away forgotten and abused. My pack mates barely see me, but when they do they ignore me, my family they hit me, spit on me, look down on me. Why you may ask, well when I turned 16 I didn’t turn into my wolf I stood there waiting trying, but to no avail. I am speaking lightly of what they do because I don’t want to upset myself so early in the day. You’ll see what I mean while the time goes on.
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After sneakily eating a slice of multigrain bread into my mouth I begin cleaning all the plates and utensils.
I hear footsteps coming down to the kitchen, and my mother walks in. A shiver runs down my spine as she has her eyes set on me.
“There will be a big event coming up, lots of people will be here,” she starts as she finally stops walking when she’s a meter or two away from me. “I will be designing the decorations, you and the maids will by putting them up and cooking. When the guests arrive I expect you to be out of sight or there will be punishments am I clear,” she spits the last bit out like venom. I bow my head and mutter “Yes Luna.”
“Good,” is all she says before striding off.
I polish of the last plate and put them all away before I head to the laundry room to start on cleaning and putting out the clothes to dry. I’m worried about the so called big event coming up. Usually when these things happen there is a massive mess to be cleaned up afterwards. Not to mention that when my dad drinks he usually comes to find me. I push the thought out of my mind.
I’ve finished up cleaning the clothes and it’s about lunch time. I’ve avoided most people today like I normally do. Today’s been pretty good so far I haven’t been told off, or beaten yet. Today might be a day I rest easy.