Chapter 2

"Have fun!" Mum yelled at me from the doorway as I got into my new car which we bought yesterday.

I say new but its 2nd hand and has already severely dented my college funds; the only account with enough money in to purchase the car.

As I drove to school, I allowed the smile that I plastered on my face to finally fall. I was confused at what happened a few days ago and it clouded all my thoughts; consumed my mind.

Looking down momentarily to gather myself I looked back onto the road and had to press on my brakes as hard as possible. My whole body shook at the force.

There, standing directly in front of my car, in the middle of the road, was the most attractive man I'd ever seen.

He wore black jeans and a tight black short sleeved top that showed off his torso and incredibly muscular arms.

Stubble lined his face and his black hair was styled effortlessly.

His most shocking feature was his eyes. Familiar grey orbs glared at me with sadistic amusement and another emotion I couldn't quite place.

Rapidly getting out of my car and slamming the door closed I walked towards him, anger and shock pouring out of me.

"what the bloody hell do you think you were doing? What normal person walks into the middle of the road. A ROAD for goodness sake! I could of killed you!" I glared at him angrily.

He chuckled, the corners of his eyes creasing in amusement whilst he maintained eye contact with me.

This only worsened the anger bubbling inside of me.

"What?!"

"Nothing nothing" he smiled at me, radiating evil. " I Like the accent" he laughed.

"My car broke down up the road so I was looking for a lift into school" he looked at me with a gaze devoid of any emotion.

I think about it for a moment or two. "Phh .... fine. But I only got this car yesterday so harm my baby and I won't be accountable for my actions"

Honestly, I was curious about him; more specifically the link between him and the wolf. Because I've never seen anyone with grey eyes like theirs. Even the thought scared me.

Last night I filtered through numerous explanations for what I saw. At some point, the supernatural made an entrance but I quickly decided against it. I mean they don't exist. Stories of supernatural are just human retellings that are exaggerated for entertainment as they are passed through generations; I was adamant. There must be a logical explanation or maybe, it was just a figment of my imagination conceived from tiredness and stress.

I began walking back to the drivers side but before I could take a step the man moved with unnatural speed and like a flash, was sat in the drivers seat chuckling at me.

I stood there for moments, the shock settling in; my mouth open in surprise at his rudeness. Back in England anything apart from socially accepted mannerisms were frowned upon. I really hoped the rest of America wasn't as arrogant or rude as him.

"You can close your mouth now" he shouted from inside the car at my frozen state.

His words threw me into action as my cheeks grew crimson with embarrassment.

This man was crazy if he thought that I would let him control me, regardless of the pull I felt towards him that i desperately clawed down; unwilling to let it emerge.

Instantaneously Striding towards the door I flung it open, nearly pulling it off its hinges.

"My car, my rules now get out my seat and into the passenger seat before you make us both late to school."

"Make me" he winked and my cheeks flushed red yet again,my innocence materialising.

But I craved his touch so badly that it was almost painful to be this small distance away from him. It was inexplainable and unorthodox for me, a girl whose never even had a serious relationship.

"I can't handle your shit right now so please just get into the other seat" I turned away from him pushing my curly hair out of my face as I gazed out onto the empty road.

This morning I woke up late and didn't have time to apply much makeup so I'm guessing I looked ridiculously pale and disgusting yet again; self consciousness blossomed inside of me especially since this man wouldn't take his eyes off me.

As I looked back I saw acquiescence light up his face despite his clenched jaw as he rapidly exited and walked into the passenger seat, ensuring not to make physical contact with me. He must have a control problem. I internally laughed, an angry yet vulnerable laugh as that reminded me of another controlling male in my life.

"How does he walk so fast?" I muttered to myself under my breath. But as I said it he chuckled, obviously hearing my statement.

Does he have supersonic hearing or something?

Once I got comfortable in my seat I switched through the radio stations, but I couldn't find any music I liked so I delved into my handbag to get out my CD.

"At this rate we'll arrive at school during lunch" He spoke icily, his voice dripping with impatience.

I purposely started putting the CD into the stereo as slow as possible, feeling my amusement and his anger.

A smile blossomed on my face uncontrollably from the knowledge that I was getting to him. But truthfully, he brought it upon himself.

He must of been battling with his self control because one second his eyes were darkening with anger then the next second his arms were caging me into my seat, the muscles in his arms bulging from the force of his arms pushing against the cushioning seat.

His eyes were glued to mine,  grey orbs now sparkling with control, radiating potency.

His face, which was mere inches from mine, dipped so his mouth was resting against my neck. This movement sent uncontrollable and unexplainable shivers through me, his touch melted away my previous anger into a relaxing calm. The calm before the storm. I should of been terrified; I'd only known him for less than 5 minutes.

"You will never disobey me like that again. Your disobedience will have serious consequences"

I was in a trance, wholly mesmerised and weirdly, more awake than ever.

I craved to pushed him off of me, my hands shaking, but my body ignored my wishes.

But I wouldn't listen to him on command, I wasn't his property.

"No"  once the words left my mouth I immediately regretted it. But I wouldn't back down and submit to him. Never. He had another thing coming if he thought that I would willingly ditch my rights, and for what, these feelings... desires I couldn't even explain?

Looking up to meet his hard stare, I genuinely thought he was going to hurt me. The anger that poured out of his eyes was unmeasurable.

His adjusted his hand slightly and unconsciously I violently flinched, my heart rate quickening in fear.

His eyes briefly softened, but his tone remained as rock solid as before,

" I won't hit you. Your mine."

I could feel the hint of sincerity in his voice which made me slightly relax, a part of me already trusted him but the rest of me was apprehensive and hating, he was a man  so full of anger and sadism I was sure he couldn't feel happiness.

But what did he mean your mine ?

As quickly as he thrust himself onto me he was off me, back relaxing in his own seat like nothing just went down. Like he was unaware of what his touch did to me.

I drove to the school with my mouth glued shut and eyes focused onto the road; my mind wholly focused on a grey eyed, controlling, confusing  man sitting a small distance away from me. My hands were still trembling from the encounter, confusion and anger riding through me.

The only available parking spot was about a 5 minute walk from the reception block, so that meant unfortunately I had to spend more time with him. I groaned, already feeling mentally and physically drained. The weird thing was I didn't even know what his name was. Just that fact made me feel cheap and easy as embarrassment arose within me. Deep down though, I knew that it wasn't that, I've never even been in a relationship before and i just felt weird, alien emotions towards him. When he touched me, another part of my body took over, one I didn't have control over.

" I don't know why your moaning there was loads of parking spaces right outside of the reception block" he said whilst we exited the car and began the long trek into school.

"Disabled parking spaces. I can break your leg now if you want so we can park closer?" I said the last part as sweetly as possible.

I received was a low chuckle, "Good luck trying"

Phh. I could be violent when I wanted , trust me. Just as I was about to give a snarky reply, my phone vibrated in my pocket.

The screen flashed an unknown number so I answered as nicely as possible

"Rose Roberts"

"Hi sweety...it's your dad" my stomach dropped and  fear ran through me. I could hear the anger in his voice through his feigned niceness. After years of this I knew all the signals.

"I told you not to call me again." The words barely left my mouth as terror consumed me despite the somewhat 3,500 miles distance between us.

"I've apologised for that already so just forget it already yeah? I'm coming to the cows house to get you now. It's my weekend remember ? But you fucking wouldn't would you, 2 months away from me, your fucking dad." He spat out the last part with such maliciousness that I physically shook in reply. I craved a new start here in America and I genuinely thought that my life wouldn't be tainted by him again, but I was wrong.

I was pretty sure my hand was shaking but I steadily replied,

"Don't you dare call my mum that. Why should I forgive you? It was a never ending fucking cycle!" My voice was rising "You losing your shit, breaking stuff and then calming down and buying us things to apologise. You never even said sorry!

I've had enough of it. What did I do to deserve this from you? You really hurt me" my voice cracked towards the end but I could tell he was still brooding and close to explode on the other end of the line. He was too far down in his own evil thoughts to care about my emotions.

Briefly looking to my left I saw Mr.Nameless's clenched fists and hardened glare. I don't need to deal with another angry man right now. This morning was easily becoming too much for me to handle, too many emotions in such a small amount of time.

As fear surfed through me I needed to feel calm. My heart was going into overdrive and my breathing had become ragged. He must of caught on as he scooted closer to me placing his arm around my waist protectively. I would of pushed him off but my mind was spiralling into defcon1 and as soon as our skin met he instantly calmed me.

"your ungrateful piece of shit! Don't you fucking realise all I do is for you? You fat disgusting cow! I'll fucking kill you you worthless-"

Mr Nameless grabbed the phone out of my hand,

"Call Rose again, I will fucking kill you and I don't make empty threats" he shouted down the line while an inhumane growl erupted from him throat as he hung up the phone, his whole figure shaking with anger.

Tears were already streaming down my face, like they did every time he hurled abuse at me. I thought I'd finally escaped it. I leaned against the nearest tree needing to catch my breath and release a sea of salty tears that ran down my cheeks. I wasn't going to enter school looking like a complete mess, after all, first impressions meant everything.

A calloused hand softly touched my cheek and I looked up into familiar grey orbs radiating anger,sadness and a ton of emotions, some I couldn't quite place.

My tears eventually stopped from his calming touch and I plastered a small smile on my face to show that I was okay. But inside I felt like my happiness was decaying as vulnerability arose.

" you don't need to pretend with me Rose " he said softly

" I just.... I don't even know you so I'm sorry you had to experience that" I said just as the school bell rang out loud and clear.

"Don't be sorry" he spoke firmly, his jaw clenched in anger.

I began walking towards school while  Mr Nameless put his arm around my waist once more, like he was claiming what was his, but I was too emotionally drained to complain, especially since his touch sent calmness through my body.

"Are you sure you wanna go into school?" He looked concerned for a moment before his face returned to being hard and emotionless.

"I'm not going to let him affect me. After all I need good grades to get to a good college" I laughed to him.

As we reached Reception i realised that he was going another way to me whilst I would be waiting to retrieve my schedule and other school paraphernalia.

" I'll see you later" he promised as his arm slowly slid off my waist, almost reluctantly and he departed down the hallway without looking back; leaving me craving him yet again. But I told myself that I wouldn't ever be dependant on a boy, and I wasn't about to break that  any time soon.

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Hi guys!

Bit of an emotional ending to this chapter and a look into Roses life in England and the situation with her dad.

I wanted to include this topic in here because despite this book being a figment of my imagination, this isn't

I just wanted to put this out there so you guys know you can talk to me about anything and I'll try to help ❤️

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Let's see what the next chapter brings! Xoxo