Cold, hard leather met skin with a resounding smack. My mouth flew open, but I held in the sound. I wouldn't allow this smug bastard the satisfaction of knowing he could get a reaction from me. I hated him for doing this to me, hated my mother for remarrying to such an abusive idiot and then doing nothing but watching as he beat her only daughter to a near bloody pulp.
I wasn't going to take this shit anymore. As the leather belt came down open my flesh my hand flew out and clenched around the material. Turning and yanking, I pulled the belt right out of my step fathers hand and threw it to the ground.
"That's enough asshole!" I screamed. Taking a step forward I grabbed a hold of the scrawny man's throat and squeezed. "No more! I'm not going to take this, anymore, Thomas!"
My mother grabbed my hand and tried pulling his neck out of my grasp, but I wasn't going to let that happen.
"Let go of him right now! I swear if you don't let go of him I'll call the cops." My mother cried and pleaded, tugging and pulling at my hand, failing to free her husband from my grasp as his face turned a bright red from lack of oxygen.
"Fuck you! You want him so bad, here! Take him. Go ahead and call the cops, I'm out of here."
Shoving Thomas at my mother, they both stumbled and fell over the coffee table. I didn't stay to see them get back up. As soon as my bare feet touched the dirt outside, I took off in the direction of the forest nearby, and when I was sure I was hidden by the tall trees, I phased into a beautiful white wolf the size of a horse. I wasn't even worried about my clothes, all I knew was I was angry and I needed to get the hell out of Colorado and away from my stupid mother and abusive father.
I wasn't sure where exactly I would go, but I knew I didn't care as long as I was free.