A new chapter! Finally! God, Jasey's such a complicated OC. xD
Sorry no ones OCs really got featured here (although Mariam's in like, the last few sentences) but a BUNCH will be in the 다음 few chapters!
I also should probably put warnings as there is swearing, substance abuse, physical abuse and drug use mentions in this chapter. I suggest not 읽기 it if 당신 have problems with any of these things.
Enjoyyy :D
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Jasey's POV
5 years 이전 I’d never thought I’d be in the position I am now. 18 years old, living without my dad, fighting for my own life each and every day... having to kill other creatures with my bare hands just to get a good meal.
Back when I was 13 is when everything changed. Back then is when I really started feeling completely alone. Before then I always had my dad to make everything better, he was my best friend. But when I 로스트 him... my entire life was torn into shreds.
In my high school everyone seemed to know everything about every student’s life. Including mine.
It was close to the beginning of the school year, my mom’s drug use had hit an extreme, I guess without my dad to even attempt to stop her, she just kept getting worse, and I always tried, as I want to 사랑 her... but 당신 can’t 사랑 someone who spends her entire life making yours a living hell. And the truth is, I hate her. I hate her 더 많이 then I’ve hated anyone in the whole world. She had so much, but she took it all for granted and turned into a selfish 암캐, 암 캐 who did nothing for her family.
But that’s enough about my mom, time for the story.
It was the beginning of the school 년 and my mom was using drugs 더 많이 than ever, everywhere I went I heard the term “crack baby” 또는 “emo scum” or... the most common one from my mom, “useless mistake.”
See, I wasn’t supposed to be born. My mom never wanted kids, and that was perfect because my parents were led to believe she could never have them. My dad was fine with the idea of never having children, but then when I was born... my mom fell into a state of depression, alcoholism and drug use. My dad was the only person to protect me, while having to protect himself from his own wife.
There was one 일 in particular; I was already having a bad day, due to the events of 이전 night (which I’ll get to eventually), some kids were bugging me at school. A group of 인기 kids, assholes, really.
These kids decided it would be fun to follow me around, and pick on me,
“No one hang out with the crack baby, she wasn’t even supposed to be alive anyway. She’s just a mistake.” A girl began.
“What’s wrong, crack kid?” One boy said.
“She’s probably all upset because her parents don’t give a damn. And neither does anyone else. Just go kill yourself already,”
“Like your dad, he finally decided he didn’t 사랑 당신 enough to hang on, didn’t he?” Another boy said.
I don’t normally cry, I consider myself a very strong person and I’m very good at maintaining my emotions... but as soon as my dad was brought up, especially in the context that he committed suicide and didn’t care about me, I practically broke down. Because they didn’t understand... no one did.
I turned on my heel and glared at them, “You know NOTHING about me 또는 my dad! NOW GO WAY AND LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!”
The girl pushed me to the ground, “Like we’d listen to you, dumbass.” My face collided with the ground and blood started pouring down my nose.
I was so close to beating their asses, when I heard a voice.
“Hey! Dickheads!” The voice shouted.
The 인기 kids turned their heads towards a boy; he had short reddish brown hair and wore a black 상단, 맨 위로 with a tie.
“What?” One of the guys said.
“She said for 당신 to leave her alone.”
The boy walked over to the group of 인기 guys, and punched one square in the face.
“Hey!” Another boy exclaimed.
“Care to be next?” The brown haired boy gestured to the boy he already punched, who was being held up 의해 the girl.
The group ran away without saying another word.
“That was pretty ballzy,” The boy smiled at me. “Usually no one ever tries to stand up against them,”
“I didn’t need your help. I didn’t want your help. I can take care of myself.”
It was at this point where my nose was absolutely dripping in blood, not the best way to prove that I can take care of myself.
He looked at me, specifically at my neck. “Those bruises on your neck and the blood on your nose seem to point me in the opposite direction.”
I quickly covered up my neck, it was almost like a girl who cuts herself covering up her scars in shame, except I’m a girl who is abused covering up her bruises in the hope that no one will find out. “I thought I hid those well enough.”
The boy grabs my hand and pulls me up, “Come on, let’s get 당신 cleaned up.”
Moments later I’m sitting in the nurse’s office, the boy holding a cold pack on my nose.
“How does it feel?” He questioned.
“Better,” I answered. “Thank you,” I added.
“For what...?”
“Helping me back there, it was kind of you,”
The boy smiled, “I didn’t recall getting your name earlier.”
“My name is Jaelyn Crinamorte... but I don’t go 의해 that. Call me Jasey, 또는 just Jae, if 당신 prefer.”
“Dawson,” The boy replied softly.
I nodded, “Nice to meet you, Dawson. Now, I really should be going...” I stood up from the 발판, 자 in which I sat until Dawson stopped me.
“Not till 당신 explain what’s going on with your bruises.”
I bit my lip, why did he want to know so bad?
“Why do 당신 care?” I asked.
Dawson looked at me, “I know a lot of people at this school aren’t exactly very friendly. Especially when you’ve gone through something hard. I just want to be one of those people who actually care when someone is in need of help,”
I stared at him; it was incredible, in a way. How he just met me but wanted to help me so much...
“You see... my mother is dead... and it’s my brother’s fault.”
I looked up at him, intrigued. “What happened...?”
Dawson looked at the ground, “I don’t really know,” He tried to hide the hurt in his voice, but being someone who knows what it’s like to lose something that precious... I saw right through it. “I just came 집 from school one day, and the police were all at my house... my brother ran away, hands stained red.”
I looked at him, “Wow... that’s...”
“And now I’m in the shitty old foster system... and am constantly picked on for being the orphan that no one wants.”
I wasn’t sure how to respond, how could people so cruel?
Dawson glanced aside at me, “So... do 당신 want to tell me what’s wrong yet? 또는 do I have to keep prying?”
“I’m not really an open person...”
Dawson shrugged, “Neither am I, yet I just told 당신 almost everything about me in just a few minutes.”
I let out a sigh, “I’m sick. Really sick, my father died a few years back. No one but me knows that he died from a sickness... most people believe he killed himself.”
Dawson nodded, gesturing for me to go on.
“I have that same sickness... we’re not really sure what it is, it just makes us weaker than most...”
“And...?” Dawson looked at me, knowing there was more.
“My mother fell into a severe state of alcoholism shortly after I was born, and she started abusing my dad and me. 더 많이 him than anyone else. When he...” I choked on the words, pained to have to say them. “When he died she started getting worse, and now I’m the subject of her abuse.”
“Well, consider yourself having a new best friend.”
I raised an eyebrow. “What do 당신 mean?”
Dawson held out a hand, “Jasey Crinamorte, my name is Dawson Lockwood. And I’m your new best friend.”
That was the first time I had smiled in months. I almost forgot how good it felt.
“Dawson, huh?” I looked at him. “You don’t seem like a Dawson to me.”
Dawson looked at me strangely, not quite understanding.
“I’ll call you....” I paused, thinking hard about the answer. “Axel.”
And that was the start to an incredible friendship.
Flash 앞으로 two years later to my sophomore 년 of high school, where it was me and Axel against the world. The two of us, best friends, living a life where we know we’re the only people we can turn to.
The real chaos started one 일 after work, I had been working as a waitress here for quite some time now, trying to gather enough money to pay my way out of this hellhole of a town, and 더 많이 importantly from the hellhole of my mom’s wrath.
I entered the door, my work uniform was dripping wet from the rain.
“Ugh, you’re just as much as a piece of shit as your dad.”
I had gotten in fights with my mom a billion times before, I knew how dangerous it could be, but no one EVER talked shit about my father and gotten away with it.
“You’re such a bitch, 당신 know that?!” I hissed at her.
Moms eyes eased away towards the bottle of scotch on the side 표, 테이블 and towards my eyes, “What did 당신 say?”
“You,” I replied. “Dad was amazing to you, he stayed with you, he loved 당신 before and after your depression, and he’s been there to single-handedly raise your daughter.”
“What are 당신 saying?”
“He only stayed with 당신 because he thought 당신 would change. I remember sitting on his lap and asking him why he married you, and why he dealt with 당신 abusing him... and all he said was; “Because she’ll get better, Jaelyn.”
Mom turned from me, not saying a word.
“All he did was 사랑 you, and care for you, and try to help you... but 당신 just destroyed him. You’re just a cowardly 암캐, 암 캐 who takes what she has for granted!”
Mom squeezed my arm tightly, cutting off my circulation. “Don’t 당신 dare say things like that to me!”
I wiggled away from her grip, “You don’t own me anymore. 당신 own nothing.”
My mother glared at me, grabbing the bottle of wine she had near her and throwing it towards my head.
I quickly avoided the bottle; I was almost used to avoiding her abuse right about now. I ran for the door, making sure to run as far away as I can before she starts screaming.
“You little bitch!” She yelled. “You’re as shit as your father was!”
Part of me wants to run back there, prove to her how wrong she is. How father only tried to protect her from her drug use, alcoholism and depression... but the other part of me realizes just how dangerous it would be to go back. I can’t go back, I can’t ever go back.
So, I run. I run, and run, and run and run some more. I ran so deep into the woods that I could hardly breathe anymore. I couldn’t go back, not without being trapped under her wrath again.
“Shsss...” I heard a hissing noise in the shadows.
I looked around nervously, “Who’s there?”
I see a teenage girl come from the forest, she had blue-green hair and she looked about 18 years old. “Hello,” She said softly.
“W-w-who are you...?”
“Come...” Her voice hissed to me, “Let me help,”
I should’ve run right then and there, but her eyes... they were entrancing, almost like 당신 were under a spell.
I felt her teeth sink into my wrist, and the fiery feeling swallowed up my body like a tsunami to a ship. All I felt was pure and utter pain and all I wanted was blood. Cold, red, delicious, blood.
This... was my transformation.