The Wolf Boy.

I followed Mister Biersack outside, we were going deep into the woods. I knew we were going to cut wood, but going out so far? "Why not cut trees near the house?" I asked, I heard him snort and he replied "Yeah why not I mean the yearly ice storms don't mind cutting us off from civilization?" I winced.

He was stomping through the snow, in black boots. A thin button up sweater and tight black skinny jeans. With a axe over his shoulder. I was bundled up in a knee length coat and boots with a beanie. Pushing the wheelbarrow after him, struggling wasn't the word at the moment. Suffering that's it.

-At the house- Ravonabella's P.o.v

I glared at him, as he left my room only to return with a first aid kit. I gasped as he jerked me forward by my wrist, I was right against him. "You really need to stop this stupid habit of yours." He said, as I watched in horror at my sleeve slid down showing off my scars and fresh marks. "What the hell would you know?!" I screamed, trying to jerk myself free. "I could smell the fear and blood rolling off of you a mile away." He snarled. I stopped struggling to be tossed on my bed, he scrubbed my arms clean of the dried blood. Taking care of my wounds, I could only watch.

He finished and stood up to go through my stuff and find all of my razors, he put them in a baggy to say. "These are mine now." Grabbing the first aid kit he walked out my door only to slam it. I felt the hot tears overflowing, I felt so worthless just now. My parents were the ones making me feel this way it wasn't a habit it was the only way to find inner peace for the few seconds I cut.

I didn't like to eat, or drink my parents made me feel lifeless. I didn't want to see someone like me. Ever.

Ashley's P.o.v

I growled at the sobbing coming from her room, I barely left the damn room. It wasn't my right to interfere with someone's life but seeing her faint from blood lost made me pissed off that I couldn't help it. "Idiot.." I sighed and continued down the hallway.

Notes

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