Status: New Story- Complete
Imprinted on My Heart
Chapter 2
Alex’s POV
I couldn’t see Maeve ahead of me as I ran into the building but then it would be hard to with all these people in the way. People moved out my way once they saw me barrelling down the hallway and I made it to the English Lit class quickly and stood at the door a moment before walking in and jumping when I saw Mae sat in a seat at the back of the class, completely relaxed.
I walked over to the seat next to her with her smiling at me the whole time, once seated I asked
“How did you beat me?” she shrugged and replied
“I’m fast, even in heels” she teased and I leant back in my seat staring at her through narrowed eyes
“you’re a mystery Mae” she grinned
“well you had better solve me then hadn’t you, if you can that is slow poke” I rolled my eyes and laughed with her but the bell rang and the teacher came into the room.
Miss Albright stood at the front of the class staring us down and a few people sat up straighter in their seats, I noticed that Mae just stayed in her relaxed pose though. Miss Albright fixed her gaze on me and I drummed the table lightly as she does this every time for some unknown reason before her gaze slid next to me to Maeve. A glare came to her face and she snapped
“who are you and what are you doing in here?!” Mae smiled at her and stood up from her seat
“terribly sorry for not introducing myself to you Miss, but I thought all the teachers knew of my arriving?” Miss Albright bristled slightly and said
“well, you should have told me anyway, now please give your name and a fact about you before sitting down and class can begin” Maeve nodded and looked at the class before her who had all turned around to look at the new girl.
“hello everyone, my name is Maeve D’Angelo and I’m a mystery” I smirked at her and laughed to myself as she sat back down in her seat and smirked at me before sticking her tongue out and picking up her pen. Miss Albright nodded and turned towards her desk saying
“it’s the 5th week back and I want to see how you are coming along so I want you all to write a short story for me, no more than 1500 words please and it can be about anything you want” I grabbed my pen and pad from my bag and sat tapping it on an open page trying to think of something to write while Mae was already on her second paragraph.
I sighed and looked at the page but a thought came to my head and a story quickly formed on the page.
An hour later I was finished with my story and signed my name at the bottom before getting up and giving it to Miss Albright who told me to go and sit back down and doodle or something.
I sat back next to Mae who was nearly finished and when she had a minute later she took it up and got the same response. She sat back next to me and smiled before laying her head on the desk facing towards me so I did the same and asked
“how you doing?” she smiled and said
“ok I’ve moved enough to know the drill at a new school”
“Because of your dads work?” she nodded and I continued
“what does your mum do?” her mouth turned to a frown and a shadow passed over her eyes
“she died 10 years ago” I frowned at her sad face and the sorrow coming off of her and I reached out a hand to her and she took a hold of it with a smile
“I’m sorry about that, has your father re-married?” she nodded again and replied
“yeah twice, the first one fell through though once she learned that I was going to live with them” I rubbed the back of her hand with my thumb and said
“she must have been bitchy” she shrugged
“not really, she just didn’t like the fact that my dad lied and said he had no children” I nodded then and she smiled
“why are we talking about my dad anyway? What did you write your story about?” I smiled at her and whispered
“that would be telling” she nodded and said sarcastically
“why yes telling generally comes after a question is asked” I laughed and said
“well maybe I don’t want to” she rolled her eyes and let go of my hand
“well maybe I don’t want to talk to you anymore!” she said with a childish pout before she crossed her arms and turned her head around. I chuckled and poked her side making her jump and glare at me
“come on, I’ll be very lonely if you don’t talk to me” she mock sighed and replied
“Well if I must” before turning to me and smiling but just as she was about to talk the bell went and she shrugged
“Time for Photography, see ya tomorrow?” I grinned and nodded
“Definitely, come sit with us before school” she nodded and replied
“I will” before breezing out of the class.
Maeve’s POV
It took every bit of my will power to leave that class with out him; my animal was trying to tear itself to the surface, fighting so hard that I could actually feel physical pain. I took in deep calming breaths to damp down the urge to turn and run into his arms, I could still feel his hand clasped around mine with his thumb rubbing my hand comfortingly. The trouble is though that as much as the animal in me seemed to want him I knew it could never happen because of what I am; I’m a monster and no one can know. I don’t want him to get close in case I release this monster one day on him and it will not be pretty though I have learnt to control it and only let it out when needed though it seems that in extreme anger it can’t be tamed like when my father threw me down the stairs, it didn’t take even a second before I was up them again and tearing into his shoulder with my claws, eyes wild. That memory will stick with me forever though my father never did it again though he still hits me and calls me a freak.
Photography quickly passed with us going out onto the fields and taking pictures, I managed to get a good one of the building bathed in sunlight while the woods beyond the track were shadowed and dark, it was a good contrast though I would be going there tonight, I needed to give my wolf a run.
When the end bell sounded I walked out of the building and towards the parking lot where my beloved Porsche Boxster S (http://www.allaguida.it/img/Porsche%20Boxster%20S%202005%20-%20800x600.jpg) that I had gotten with money that I had saved from many a weekend job. Looking at my car I smiled but the person leaning against it filing her nails while talking to some other bitchy looking girls quickly made that smile disappear.
Walking over grudgingly I walked around to the drivers side of the car and asked
“Are you getting in Amber?” she rolled her eyes and scoffed at me before flipping her hair and glaring
“do you mind? I was talking to my friends, anyway Claire offered to show me the mall so I’m going with her, tell daddy for me” I just nodded and she walked off with her nose in the air. I shook my head, started my car and headed home.
I really don’t wanna go home, maybe I can go into town and look for a job, nah I really need to go running tonight, maybe tomorrow when I only have 2 lessons; maybe Alex could even show me around town and tell me the best places to work.
Gah stop thinking about him and concentrate on getting through tonight before running, just make it until 11 o’clock.
I reached home and parked before turning the engine off and getting out. Letting myself into the house using my key, I ran down the basement stairs and left my bag on my bed and taking off my coat before going back down the stairs and into the kitchen. I looked around and saw some washing up to be done and breakfast items to be put away so while the sink filled I cleared it away before getting on with the washing.
When that was finished I heard the front door open and I closed my eyes in dread before the kitchen door was slammed open and a loud voice shouted
“where is Amber?! You forgot her didn’t you, you whore!” I was turned around and a fist slammed into my gut making me double a moment before I was pulled to standing again by my hair. I whimpered and my father stood glaring at me, inches from my face
“well! Where is she?” I steadied my voice and said
“she went to the mall with some friends she made” he grit his teeth and slammed me back into the side and released my hair
“stupid girl, why is nothing done around here? Have you been sat on your backside doing nothing?” he glared at me again and I just shook my head staring at the floor. He strode towards me again and grabbed my arm tightly making me groan from the pain
“answer me girl! What have you been doing?” I bit back a cry and replied in a small voice
“I have washed up and tidied the kitchen, I only got back from school” he twisted my arm round and my knees bent slightly to try and relieve the pain, I bit my lip hard drawing blood
“that isn’t good enough, I don’t even know why I send you to school, oh yeah so I don’t have to look at you too much you ugly good for nothing bitch!” I closed my eyes and he dropped my arm making me fall to the floor before he quickly walked to the door ordering me over his shoulder
“get up Bitch and tidy this place, I want it sparkling” then he left and a trail of tears made their way down my face but I promptly wiped them away and got to my feet. I lifted my shirt and saw a huge red mark where he punched me that I had no doubt would turn into a huge bruise which would make it hard to move or bend. I then looked at my arm that was already bruising in the big shape of a hand, I sighed, I will have to wear a long sleeved shirt tomorrow.
I got through the rest of the night with only a couple of slaps and a lot of abusive remarks before dad, Amber and Cashlin were all safely in bed then I silently walked out of the kitchen door and down the street to the park which borders the woods.
I fell into a swing seat and let the tears flow freely; I thought all the stories said werewolves were strong and could withstand pain but I guess it’s false as I can feel every little thing my father does to me. I close my eyes against the memories of the beatings I had and try to remember life with my mother but the memories are faint, fainter than they were and I cry anew for my lost mother and childhood.
Once I was finished feeling sorry for myself I got up and hopped the fence along the forests edge and quickly walked in a little deeper until I was sure I would be unseen before I stripped off my clothing and hid them in a hollow tree before letting my animal loose with an inhuman cry as my body transformed into a sleek black wolves.
I quickly gave my brain over to the animal knowing I could regain it anytime I wanted and let it have fun running through the woods and chasing animals, I even let it tear apart a little rabbit though it was dying anyway and I snapped its neck with a huge paw before I ripped it to shreds.
Soon enough I could sense daylight approaching so I moved back to where my clothes were hidden and turning back to myself once I regained my mind I hurriedly pulled my clothes on before going back to my house and into my room though I didn’t sleep as turning wolf was the best rest I could ever have.
I couldn’t see Maeve ahead of me as I ran into the building but then it would be hard to with all these people in the way. People moved out my way once they saw me barrelling down the hallway and I made it to the English Lit class quickly and stood at the door a moment before walking in and jumping when I saw Mae sat in a seat at the back of the class, completely relaxed.
I walked over to the seat next to her with her smiling at me the whole time, once seated I asked
“How did you beat me?” she shrugged and replied
“I’m fast, even in heels” she teased and I leant back in my seat staring at her through narrowed eyes
“you’re a mystery Mae” she grinned
“well you had better solve me then hadn’t you, if you can that is slow poke” I rolled my eyes and laughed with her but the bell rang and the teacher came into the room.
Miss Albright stood at the front of the class staring us down and a few people sat up straighter in their seats, I noticed that Mae just stayed in her relaxed pose though. Miss Albright fixed her gaze on me and I drummed the table lightly as she does this every time for some unknown reason before her gaze slid next to me to Maeve. A glare came to her face and she snapped
“who are you and what are you doing in here?!” Mae smiled at her and stood up from her seat
“terribly sorry for not introducing myself to you Miss, but I thought all the teachers knew of my arriving?” Miss Albright bristled slightly and said
“well, you should have told me anyway, now please give your name and a fact about you before sitting down and class can begin” Maeve nodded and looked at the class before her who had all turned around to look at the new girl.
“hello everyone, my name is Maeve D’Angelo and I’m a mystery” I smirked at her and laughed to myself as she sat back down in her seat and smirked at me before sticking her tongue out and picking up her pen. Miss Albright nodded and turned towards her desk saying
“it’s the 5th week back and I want to see how you are coming along so I want you all to write a short story for me, no more than 1500 words please and it can be about anything you want” I grabbed my pen and pad from my bag and sat tapping it on an open page trying to think of something to write while Mae was already on her second paragraph.
I sighed and looked at the page but a thought came to my head and a story quickly formed on the page.
An hour later I was finished with my story and signed my name at the bottom before getting up and giving it to Miss Albright who told me to go and sit back down and doodle or something.
I sat back next to Mae who was nearly finished and when she had a minute later she took it up and got the same response. She sat back next to me and smiled before laying her head on the desk facing towards me so I did the same and asked
“how you doing?” she smiled and said
“ok I’ve moved enough to know the drill at a new school”
“Because of your dads work?” she nodded and I continued
“what does your mum do?” her mouth turned to a frown and a shadow passed over her eyes
“she died 10 years ago” I frowned at her sad face and the sorrow coming off of her and I reached out a hand to her and she took a hold of it with a smile
“I’m sorry about that, has your father re-married?” she nodded again and replied
“yeah twice, the first one fell through though once she learned that I was going to live with them” I rubbed the back of her hand with my thumb and said
“she must have been bitchy” she shrugged
“not really, she just didn’t like the fact that my dad lied and said he had no children” I nodded then and she smiled
“why are we talking about my dad anyway? What did you write your story about?” I smiled at her and whispered
“that would be telling” she nodded and said sarcastically
“why yes telling generally comes after a question is asked” I laughed and said
“well maybe I don’t want to” she rolled her eyes and let go of my hand
“well maybe I don’t want to talk to you anymore!” she said with a childish pout before she crossed her arms and turned her head around. I chuckled and poked her side making her jump and glare at me
“come on, I’ll be very lonely if you don’t talk to me” she mock sighed and replied
“Well if I must” before turning to me and smiling but just as she was about to talk the bell went and she shrugged
“Time for Photography, see ya tomorrow?” I grinned and nodded
“Definitely, come sit with us before school” she nodded and replied
“I will” before breezing out of the class.
Maeve’s POV
It took every bit of my will power to leave that class with out him; my animal was trying to tear itself to the surface, fighting so hard that I could actually feel physical pain. I took in deep calming breaths to damp down the urge to turn and run into his arms, I could still feel his hand clasped around mine with his thumb rubbing my hand comfortingly. The trouble is though that as much as the animal in me seemed to want him I knew it could never happen because of what I am; I’m a monster and no one can know. I don’t want him to get close in case I release this monster one day on him and it will not be pretty though I have learnt to control it and only let it out when needed though it seems that in extreme anger it can’t be tamed like when my father threw me down the stairs, it didn’t take even a second before I was up them again and tearing into his shoulder with my claws, eyes wild. That memory will stick with me forever though my father never did it again though he still hits me and calls me a freak.
Photography quickly passed with us going out onto the fields and taking pictures, I managed to get a good one of the building bathed in sunlight while the woods beyond the track were shadowed and dark, it was a good contrast though I would be going there tonight, I needed to give my wolf a run.
When the end bell sounded I walked out of the building and towards the parking lot where my beloved Porsche Boxster S (http://www.allaguida.it/img/Porsche%20Boxster%20S%202005%20-%20800x600.jpg) that I had gotten with money that I had saved from many a weekend job. Looking at my car I smiled but the person leaning against it filing her nails while talking to some other bitchy looking girls quickly made that smile disappear.
Walking over grudgingly I walked around to the drivers side of the car and asked
“Are you getting in Amber?” she rolled her eyes and scoffed at me before flipping her hair and glaring
“do you mind? I was talking to my friends, anyway Claire offered to show me the mall so I’m going with her, tell daddy for me” I just nodded and she walked off with her nose in the air. I shook my head, started my car and headed home.
I really don’t wanna go home, maybe I can go into town and look for a job, nah I really need to go running tonight, maybe tomorrow when I only have 2 lessons; maybe Alex could even show me around town and tell me the best places to work.
Gah stop thinking about him and concentrate on getting through tonight before running, just make it until 11 o’clock.
I reached home and parked before turning the engine off and getting out. Letting myself into the house using my key, I ran down the basement stairs and left my bag on my bed and taking off my coat before going back down the stairs and into the kitchen. I looked around and saw some washing up to be done and breakfast items to be put away so while the sink filled I cleared it away before getting on with the washing.
When that was finished I heard the front door open and I closed my eyes in dread before the kitchen door was slammed open and a loud voice shouted
“where is Amber?! You forgot her didn’t you, you whore!” I was turned around and a fist slammed into my gut making me double a moment before I was pulled to standing again by my hair. I whimpered and my father stood glaring at me, inches from my face
“well! Where is she?” I steadied my voice and said
“she went to the mall with some friends she made” he grit his teeth and slammed me back into the side and released my hair
“stupid girl, why is nothing done around here? Have you been sat on your backside doing nothing?” he glared at me again and I just shook my head staring at the floor. He strode towards me again and grabbed my arm tightly making me groan from the pain
“answer me girl! What have you been doing?” I bit back a cry and replied in a small voice
“I have washed up and tidied the kitchen, I only got back from school” he twisted my arm round and my knees bent slightly to try and relieve the pain, I bit my lip hard drawing blood
“that isn’t good enough, I don’t even know why I send you to school, oh yeah so I don’t have to look at you too much you ugly good for nothing bitch!” I closed my eyes and he dropped my arm making me fall to the floor before he quickly walked to the door ordering me over his shoulder
“get up Bitch and tidy this place, I want it sparkling” then he left and a trail of tears made their way down my face but I promptly wiped them away and got to my feet. I lifted my shirt and saw a huge red mark where he punched me that I had no doubt would turn into a huge bruise which would make it hard to move or bend. I then looked at my arm that was already bruising in the big shape of a hand, I sighed, I will have to wear a long sleeved shirt tomorrow.
I got through the rest of the night with only a couple of slaps and a lot of abusive remarks before dad, Amber and Cashlin were all safely in bed then I silently walked out of the kitchen door and down the street to the park which borders the woods.
I fell into a swing seat and let the tears flow freely; I thought all the stories said werewolves were strong and could withstand pain but I guess it’s false as I can feel every little thing my father does to me. I close my eyes against the memories of the beatings I had and try to remember life with my mother but the memories are faint, fainter than they were and I cry anew for my lost mother and childhood.
Once I was finished feeling sorry for myself I got up and hopped the fence along the forests edge and quickly walked in a little deeper until I was sure I would be unseen before I stripped off my clothing and hid them in a hollow tree before letting my animal loose with an inhuman cry as my body transformed into a sleek black wolves.
I quickly gave my brain over to the animal knowing I could regain it anytime I wanted and let it have fun running through the woods and chasing animals, I even let it tear apart a little rabbit though it was dying anyway and I snapped its neck with a huge paw before I ripped it to shreds.
Soon enough I could sense daylight approaching so I moved back to where my clothes were hidden and turning back to myself once I regained my mind I hurriedly pulled my clothes on before going back to my house and into my room though I didn’t sleep as turning wolf was the best rest I could ever have.