Glowing eyes.

This story is about a girl called, Ashly.
Her mom died 2 years ago, she's now in the living hell.
Her step dad is abusing her, and have a serious drinking problem.
And she's soon to be slave for the one and only, Harry Styles, alfa of the werewolvs in London.


1. The beginning




I was at the floor, holding my hand to my cheek. 

My step dad (who just slapped me) was standing over me. Could see the anger in his eyes, but I haven't done anything to make him angry. 

He would always go out and drink way to mush, only to come home and take his anger out on me. All of this started when my mom died, 2 years ago, in a 'car accident'. But she wasn't the only one that died that day.

My twin brother also died, but not in the car with my mom, no he was the one who killed her. It might sound strange, but it's true. My mom was on the way over to get him from football practice, when a wolf came out of no were and ripped the door of the car and my mom apart. One day later my twin was found naked, covered in blood, only a few kilometre away. And I know he did it, because i saw him turn five days before they died.

"Get up you SLUT" he yelled, and got me back to reality.

"P-please stop" i cried out. But he didn't respond. 

He just laughed at me, and took he's belt off. I was scared, I already knew he was going to hit me with it, he had done it before, many times. And i just couldn't stop my self from crying. But to my surprise he didn't hit me. I was relieved, but not for long.

I could feel the belt around me neck. I couldn't get air. He dragged me with the belt, across the floor, up the stairway and in to a dark room. When he let go of the belt, i struggled to breath. I crawled in to a corner and sat there with my knees to my face. He's footsteps came closer and closer. A hand grabbed my ankel, I was screaming on the top of my lungs, even though i knew no one would hear me. I just cried and shut my eyes as much as i could. He took my pants of, then my panties. But then all went black...

2 houres later:

"Ohh" I took me to my head. It hurts, it hurts like hell! But then i remembered, my step dad, I jumped up, looked all over the room, he wasn't here. Lucky me. Every part of my body was shaking, I needed to get away, far away, NOW.

I walked out of the room and when to the room beside it, my room. I took my bag and packed some clothes, food, phone and a blanket. I went down stairs, to see my step dad sleeping in the couch. Dickhead. I managed to sneak by him, with out walking him up. My shoes was on, and i walked out of the door. Not knowing what was going to happen or knowing where i could go. 

"YOU, COME BACK HERE!!" I didn't look back at him, I could hear how angry he was. I just took off running, and didn't stop once. 

30 minuttes later 

I found my self at a gas station, it was dark and i was really hungry, luckily I had some cash on me, not much but enough.

"How can I help you?" the gay said with a smile.

"A h-hot dog" I said looking at the floor.

2 minutes after, i got my hot dog and went outside to sit at the bench. I took my blanket and took it around me, so i didn't freeze. My eyes got heavier and heavier, and the next thing i know, i was asleep.

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