Something new! I'm going to start posting lyrics from the songs that inspired me to write each chapter at the very beginning, with the name of the artist and song name J if you have any suggestions tell me. Here were the pervious, no lyrics for them since it would take forever.
Chapter 1: "Hungover" by Ke$ha
Chapter 2: "Jar Of Hearts" Christina Perri
Chapter 3: "Animal" Ke$ha (it fit the soccer scene in my head for some reason)
Chapter 4: "Falling Down" Artreyu
Stars are hiding now, but there's something out there still and she knows, yeah she knows there's an awful lot of beauty in this world. These street lights they shine bright, as they illuminate the darkness of the pavement they shine, as we try to write it on her arms, the love she longs to taste. -Helio "To Write Love On Her Arms"
Chapter 5: Pup
ZoeyPOV
If it were possible for your head to explode, surely it was going to happen to me. My head pounded every time I opened my eyes, hell, it pounded even when I laid completely still and tried not to move. It didn't help either when the memories of last night came crashing into my mind, sending me spinning. How could I have been so stupid? Surely something must be wrong with me, if I had done all the things I had sworn I wouldn't do. I couldn't help but cringe as I thought about the verbal assault Paul would surely throw at me. But as the Sunday morning turned into late afternoon, nothing came. The house was dead silent, no music or tv was on, no voices, absolutely nothing. And it made my stomach flip in nervousness. Something wasn't right. Where was Mia, ready to beat me for acting the way I had to her last night? Where was Paul to scold me and punish me for being so stupid? Our house was only this quiet if dad or mom came home….oh shit.
I swallowed hard, tears forming behind my sandpaper eyelids. If one of them were here, everything was going to be ten times worse. Sure, I knew neither of my parents (whoever was here) would ask or even care what I did last night. But when they were home, it was always a fight. Of all times for me to lose the faith of my siblings, today was not the day. I needed Mia's back when my dad or mom was home, we could take whatever they threw at us together. Paul? Paul was probably trapped in his room, or staring across the table from dad.
It surprised me when Mia came into my room, closing the door silently and sitting down on the edge of my bed. She stared at me coolly, not saying anything as I gulped down the water she gave me.
"Thanks," my voice sounded hoarse. A lemon wedged down my throat.
Mia nodded, playing with the hem of her black t-shirt, her ripped jeans tight against her legs. Her hair was completely down, hiding her face as she answered, "What the hell were you thinking?"
"I don't know," I whispered, sitting straight, my head spinning. I swallowed the nausea back as I swung my legs off the bed, grabbing jeans and pulling them on, "I wasn't thinking."
"I couldn't tell," Mia's sarcasm lacked, not having it's usual venom behind it.
"Which one?" I asked, pulling my converse on, and brushing my hair quickly, pulling out strands of hair before sitting back down.
"Dad," Mia sighed.
I checked the calendar on my wall. It was the second Sunday of the month, the day Paul always cashed his check, "Ah, he's come for money."
"What else?" my sister shrugged. I took a chance to look at Mia, she was awfully quiet, her hands tangled together.
"Whats wrong, are you mad at me?" I sat down, leaning my head on her shoulder.
"No," Mia shook her head, "Ok, yeah I'm mad at you, but I'm passed beating the shit out of you phase. I just don't feel very good. My head hurts and I'm really hot."
"Think you caught a cold from practice?" I suggested and she shrugged her shoulders.
"Zo, what's gotten into you? You've never acted like this before," Mia turned her blue gaze on me. I had always envied my sister that she had inherited my mothers eyes, they were a gorgeous blue. The only downside was that Mia was blind as a bat, she wore her glasses today, obviously not wanting dad to know that Paul had bought her contacts.
I shook my head, feeling the tears sting my eyes, "I don't know M. It feels like my heart is going to be crushed, and my chest is so tight, it feels like I can't breathe. And when I see you with Collin, for some reason I get so mad, that I want to hit you. And I don't know why."
Mia bit her lip, saying nothing for a long time, "Is it because of Seth?"
My head shot up, "How do you know about that?"
"I heard you talking to yourself," Mia couldn't help the smirk, but it fell quickly, sympathy coating her face.
"I don't know why his words bugged me so much," I confessed, shaking my head, "they hurt Mia. I've never been told that."
"It's because you like him," Mia pointed out, "I mean really like him Z. This time it's not because you want some fun or to get on Paul's nerves."
I couldn't make myself answer my twin, though I knew she was right. For some reason, it felt as though Seth could get under my skin, into my head, that he knew everything about me. And that look that he would have, the way it lit up his eyes, set them on fire. For some reason, when I was next to Seth, I felt as though nothing could ever hurt me, that all the danger and hurt in my life, would never break me.
"Is that why you wanted Collin so bad?" I whispered.
Mia nodded slightly, "Something just feels so right when I'm with him. It feels different, it feel like I have my first boyfriend again."
I couldn't help but smile at that thought. I remember when I had my first boyfriend, how all you do is giggle and want to hold his hand, you feel so special. I wanted to feel that again, instead of just feeling like I was being used.
We sat in silence, both lost in our own thoughts, not daring to get up and go out of the room. I finally had to ask though, "What is dad doing?"
"Sitting at the table," Mia shrugged, "pissed off that Paul isn't back yet."
"The usual then," I nodded and Mia laughed.
"Yeah pretty much," She smiled at me, and I did the same.
It only lasted a second though, as my fathers angered voice echoed through the house, "Mia! Zoey! Get the fuck out here!"
I shared a panicked look with my sister, grabbing her hand as we walked out of my room. My father, Devon Walker, was a man to be afraid of, the words that would come out of his mouth were never filled with kindness. The arms that had once held me when I was a little girl, now held nothing but anger, his hands had been a source of pain many times that I could remember. I used to love my dad, I used to think he was the strongest, most brave man I ever knew. But now I saw him as someone else, a monster that had taken the form of the man I had once loved so much.
Sitting at the kitchen table as Mia had said, was my father. He looked like Paul, or was it the other way around? The only difference, was that Paul had kindness in his eyes when he looked at me and my twin. My father had hatred in his, no matter what.
I swallowed and waited as my dad finally looked up at us, "What this?" he snapped. Following his gaze I saw my cleats under the table. Oh shit. Mia swallowed as we looked up at him, "Anyone going to answer me?" dad snapped.
Rising from the table he started walking around the table. I could read the signs of anger well enough now, that I knew to get away. I pulled Mia around the table so we were in the kitchen, and he was at the other side.
He slammed his hands down on the table, I jumped, clutching to Mia.
"Answer me!" He screeched, his eyes flashing dangerously, "I come home and find a fucking mess? I'm not your slave! Pick up your shit and grow a fucking brain already! Who's are they?"
"M-mine," Mia stammered, I blanked at my sister.
Dad clicked his tongue, "Why aren't I surprised? You're so fucking inconsiderate and a bitch to top it off. Of course they're yours Mia," he spat her name out as though it tasted sour. I saw Mia's hands fist, shaking slightly. Was it from fear or anger? Dad growled, "Pick them up. Now."
Mia did as told, reaching down to grab my cleats.
Before she could grab them, dad grabbed her arm pulling her to her feet. His face inches from hers as he started barking at her. I couldn't comprehend the words that came from his mouth. I squeezed my eyes shut.
"She's lying! They're mine dad!" my stomach clenched as the truth slid past my lips.
His yelling stopped, arm still clamped tightly on Mia, her glasses had been throw in a corner, his favorite thing to do to her. Dad eyed me and smirked, "You're lying. They're your sisters! You two are the biggest liars I had ever met! You're exactly like your mother!"
"At least she's not a fucking coward!" Mia screamed.
Dad growled, his hand slapped across her face so hard, Mia fell to the ground, holding her cheek, "Watch your mouth. I'm you're father, not one of your little friends, I won't fucking blink an eye about beating the shit out of you."
"I told you it was me, why are you so fucking stupid?" I snapped, walking to help Mia up.
I felt the pain before I registered that my dad had chosen to act not speak. Grabbing a handful of my hair, he yanked me back, causing me to cry out as I was thrown against the counter, "Stop lying for her!"
"I'm not lying!" I cried, his hand still tightly wrapped in my hair.
"You're so fucking stupid Zoey! I'm not an idiot! I know you're lying for her! So shut you're fucking mouth and never talk to me like that again!" I closed my eyes as I saw his fist come up to my face.
Lights danced behind my eyes as his fist connected with my temple, sending me falling to the floor. The pain spread like a wild fire, tears stung my eyes before breaking free and falling down my face.
"You bastard," Mia muttered as she pulled herself, "You're a coward, you come home for money from your son! You yell and beat your children!"
I had never seen my sister outright tell my father off. It was always best to just stay quiet and take what he dishes out. But as I dared open my eyes, my head throbbing violently, I watched my sister. Her whole body was shaking, her hands clenched into tight fists. Her eyes were clouded over with anger, a dark sapphire blue so dangerous, I swore it could cut through anyone. I wanted to yell at Mia to shut up, to not say anything, but I couldn't, the look she was giving our father made me stay quiet.
"You were never a father to me, to any of us. You're a drunk who needs to fucking die already. Can you not see no one wants you here? Anywhere!" Mia screamed.
"You fucking whore," Dad growled.
"Mia!" I screamed as dad took a dangerous step towards her, raising his fist.
I watched in shock as my sister, who was almost five inches shorter then me, grabbed my fathers arm, threw it back and punched him in the jaw, sending him sprawling to the ground, shock written in his face.
"Don't you ever touch me or my sister again!" Mia yelled as dad crawled towards the back door, "And don't ever think to come back!"
"You're fucking crazy!" Dad yelled before bolting out the door.
Mia stood, there still shaking , her whole body tensed.
I stood, holding onto the counter as my head spun, colors like a carousal in front of me. I took a deep breathe and reached out for my sister, "Mia, calm down."
"No!" Mia cried, her fist met the wall, denting the wall, causing the plaster to crack, "I hate him!"
"M, I know," I whispered. I couldn't bring myself to hold onto my sister like I wanted to, her eyes scared me, sent chills down my spine.
"Ugh!" Mia screamed, slamming her fist into the wall again. She froze for a second, still shaking.
Then she dropped to her knees, screaming as she held her chest. I panicked, my heart beating loudly as I watched Mia fall, screaming in pain, tears falling down her face.
"Mia!" I yelled, falling down to grab her. I touched her face, pulling my hand back, her skin was so hot it felt as though she would burn me. I wiped the tears from her face, only to have them replaced by a whole new lot, "What's wrong?"
"It hurts!" Mia cried, withering in my hold.
I felt the tears fall down my own face, what do I do?
PaulPOV
When my father had banged through that door, I had no intention of facing him, especially after last night. When I had come home last night, Mia convinced me to leave Zoey alone, to let her suffer from her own actions. I still wanted to talk some sense into that girl, but I wasn't up for a fight. So when dad walked into the kitchen asking if I had money to spare, I walked out, not even caring that I had left the most dangerous man possible with my little sisters. Nothing would happen if they stayed quiet and didn't leave their rooms.
Instead I phased, joining up with the others for some running and sparring, finally glad to be let out. Seth was drawn back from me, usually he would run next to me, begging for a fight, for a chance to spar, to learn more. Instead his thoughts were blocked, his face to the ground constantly. I didn't question it though, I was doing my own fair share of blocking my thoughts. The guys had made fun of Collin for imprinting on Mia, I was the only one to stay quiet, still wanted to rip him apart for doing that to my baby sister.
Collin was taking the teasing pretty well, letting it end, knowing no one was being serious. His thoughts drifted to Mia for a second, her laughing and smiling, but cut them quick when he realized what he was thinking. Smart boy. So it came to as a surprise when he fell to his belly whimpering.
"What now?" Leah seethed as we skidded to a halt.
"Collin," Sam prodded him with his nose, only getting a whimper in response, "What's wrong."
"Something wrong with Mia," he muttered, pain coating his words.
My eyes widened, "What's wrong with her Collin?"
"I don't know," he shook his head, crying again.
"They're at home, aren't they?" Jared questioned the others curling around us.
"Yeah," I whispered, and then it dawned on me, "They're at home with my dad."
"Fuck," I felt Jared on my tail as I ran towards out house, Collin following mere steps behind him. The others took a moment before running to catch up.
"Ok, so what? It's your dad," Brady sighed.
I growled, "I'll beat the crap out of you later."
Ignoring their thoughts I phased, pulling my shorts on, never breaking my run as I pulled open the back door, skidding to a halt in the living room, Jared bumping into my shoulder. The others stopped suddenly, waiting.
"Paul!" Zoey's voice screamed from the kitchen, fear swept through me like a hurricane.
I ran into the kitchen, freezing, bile making it's way up my throat. Laying on the floor was Mia, tears falling down her face, her body shaking as she cried out in pain.
"Oh god no," I whispered, falling to the ground next to them. I put a hand on Mia's face, she was hot, too hot.
Collin was at her other side, trying to get her to speak, only another scream ripped from Mia's throat. I felt like someone had punched me in the chest, all the air in my lungs disappeared.
"What happened?" I turned to Zoey, seeing her crying.
She shook her head, "Dad was yelling at us and he hit Mia and then me and she just hit him and started screaming."
"How long has she been like this?" Sam asked, kneeling g at Mia's feet.
"Maybe ten minutes," Zoey said, her voice thick from crying.
"She's going to phase soon, maybe another hour," Sam whispered. I felt my stomach turn. No, this wasn't supposed to happen, not to one of my sisters.
"She's going to phase now," Leah said, kneeling down. Sam gave her a dubious look, "Trust me."
"Leah I know what I'm talking about, Paul needs to listen to me," Sam snapped.
"Or you could just tell me what's going on!" Mia screamed, her hand, that had been clenched in mine, squeezed so hard I saw stars.
"Take Zoey away Seth," Leah ordered, he picking Zoey up, resisting her screeches to stay, and took her outside. Hopefully far from the house. Leah turned her dark gaze on me, "You trust me?"
As I stared at the only female wolf in our pack, I couldn't help but nod. I had never thought much of Leah, she was fun to argue with, a great fighter, and was fast. But I never trusted her with anything as important as my sisters, I would have never allowed it. But the determined look in her eyes, I couldn't help but trust her.
"Alright, I need everyone out," Leah snapped, sending us all a glare.
"No!" Collin yelled just at the moment I did.
"I'm not leaving my sister Leah," I growled.
Leah glared, "You said you trust me, then do what I say."
"Leah," Sam put a hand on her shoulder.
Mia cried out again, my hand felt like it was going to break.
"Go!" Leah yelled. The others didn't need a second warning as they ran from the house. Sam got up slowly, giving me a sympathetic look before leaving also.
"Phase," Leah looked at Collin, then me, "After she phases, it will be better if you guys are there. But trust me, she really doesn't want you two here."
Collin stared painfully at Mia, Leah physically pushing him out the door before running back.
"Mia," I felt the tears fall from my own eyes, but couldn't find it in me to stop.
Leah placed her hand on my shoulder, "Go Paul. I promise she'll be ok."
Though it killed me, I ran from the house, phasing quickly, meeting Collin's worried, painful thoughts. I stayed close to the edge of the woods, pacing, I could still hear Mia's screaming. I fell to the ground, whimpering, Collin ready to tear back into the house. I jumped up when suddenly it went quiet, and then a new voice entered my head.
"Told you," Leah's smug thoughts cut through my mind like a knife.
"Where is she?" Collin snapped.
"Calm the hell down," Leah mentally rolled her eyes.
I stayed quiet, watching as a wolf, fur similar to mine, but shining metallic silver in the moonlight, stepped next to Leah.
Unlike me, Collin raced forward overjoyed at seeing Mia. Her thoughts were jumbled, blocked so well, hidden so no one could understand them. But she was happy when Collin came to her side, the side of his face rubbing against hers.
"Sorry Pauly dear," Leah laughed, "But you're sister is a much prettier dog then you."
"Great, now I really am a bitch," Mia muttered.
I heard laughter in my head as the others joined me. Jared pouncing on Mia right away, "I always knew you would phase."
"I'm so fucking confused," Mia fell to the ground dramatically, wearing the cutest puppy dog look I had ever seen.
"Awe!" Jacob cooed, falling to his belly and crawling forward, "So cute."
Mia nipped at him, growling playfully. Jacob jumped back, wearing a goofy expression, "Still violent."
"She's Paul's sister," Jared deadpanned.
Yeah, she's my sister. Mia sat up, her head cocking to the side, still reminding me of a puppy. I took a step forward and laughed when she copied my serious expression, "At least I know everything that you're thinking now," I sighed.
Mia laughed, "Ha! You wish!"
"Don't start," I warned.
Stepping forward Mia met my gaze, I growled, she did the same, "Start what?"
"She's taking this surprisingly easy," Jacob muttered.
"I'm a girl, we don't freak out over things like guys," Mia pointed out, sharing a knowing look with Leah.
"Yeah, well now we have to tell you everything," Jared groaned, "This should take an hour."
"Already taken care of," Leah smirked happily, "Unlike you guys, she got it in less words then you."
"What pissed you off so much anyways?" Jared asked as we started running, Leah sticking close to Mia. She was fast, almost as fast as Leah, but of course she was.
"Not sure," Mia muttered, everything replaying. I growled as I watched.
"I hope he drives off a cliff," I pictured it, Mia adding her own twists to it.
"You two are terrible," Sam shook his head.
"What about Z?" Mia asked slowing down.
Was she going to phase too? I could barely stand the thought of knowing Mia had phased.
"She's with Seth," I answered.
Mia smiled mentally, her ears perking up. There was no way she could possibly look scary or tough in wolf form, she looked like a giant puppy, smaller then even Leah, but cute nonetheless.
"Watch it," Mia snapped, distracted by my thoughts. But the cute look came back and everyone awed, "Zoey and Seth!"
"What are you hinting at M," I narrowed my eyes.
"Oh nothing!" Mia sang and pranced around, making us laugh, "Except you know that Zoey loves him. Ah this was perfect!"
I froze. Zoey….loves….Seth?
"Yup," Mia nodded her head, "And Seth obviously likes her."
"I'll be back," I muttered and ran off. But Mia caught up with me, skidding and blocking my way.
"Leave it, sit," Mia scolded.
"Move," I growled.
When I had said that Mia couldn't possibly be scary as a wolf, I was wrong. In a second she crouched, her muscles ready to spring as I did the same, her teeth bared as she growled at me.
"Mia," I warned.
"Paul," Sam copied my tone.
"Mia!" I snapped. I don't what came over me, but I launched after my sister, only to meet a face full of dirt. I shook my head, and wheezed as Mia tackled me to the ground, feeling pain shoot through my shoulder as she bit down. I heard Jacob laugh as I tried to get my own hold on Mia, only to have it countered and then hit again.
"ENOUGH!" Sam's Alpha voice made me cringe, Mia went limp falling to the ground whimpering.
"You got beat up by your sister!" Jared laughed, if he could, he'd be crying.
Collin growled at me as he went to Mia's side. As I watched them from the ground, I felt the worry I had, slip away. I grasped for that thread that would keep it there, but the aura they sent off when they were next to each other, made everyone quiet, made them wish they had something else. Unending love radiated from Collin and my sister as they laid by each other, not saying a single thing.
"Oh," Leah piped up, breaking the silence, "You have to cut your hair."
"WHAT?" Mia's scream caused us all to whimper.
Of all things for her to freak out about, it wasn't that she could turn into a giant dog, but that she was going to have to cut her hair….serious issues.
A/N I like this chapter J I also love Mia….and Collin. There will be more with Paul's dad and soon their mom. I couldn't resist making Mia a wolf. I hope everyone liked this chapter, the next one will be school time, but have Seth/Zoey fluff which I think everyone has been dying for. Thanks for reading and if you have any questions/comments/suggestions please don't be afraid to ask/tell. Thank you all and please review :D
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