2. Our Escape

AVA.

I got into my room, the one I shared with my two triplet sisters, Andrea and Aurelia, though we like to call her Alia.

Coleen, my adoptive mother had beaten the hell out of me-again!I wiped the blood off my forehead, turning on the shower.

I hope there's water today.The warm water washed my face and stopped the bleeding. The scars on my legs were already healed and I'm sure this one will heal in an hour or so…

“You won't want to keep me waiting, bitch,” I heard Mrs.Kincaid's words.Getting up, I dusted my faded top before leaving the room.

“I told you to scrub the floors. I don't want to see your blood on them.” She said. I hissed through my teeth, she was the one who caused the injuries but I dare not say that out loud.

“I’ll do just that, ma.” I bowed before walking past her to the bathroom.She's in a good mood today.

On other days, she will pull my hair back while I walk away.I collected a bucket from the bathroom and a brush.

Then I went up to the attic where the wash materials were kept. I took out a pack of detergent and poured a considerable amount into the bucket.I looked at the box of gloves but shook away the thought. If Coleen catches me, I'll be dead. It's better to bear the pain than take her tortures once again.

“Are you wasting time?” Coleen said and I looked up to see her locking the door and dropping the keys out of the window.

I'm so dead…

She held me by my hair slamming my skeleton of a body against the wall.

“I was just...,”

“Are you talking back at me?” She said with contempt in her eyes.She punched me square in the face. I winced at the pain, was she so heartless.I kept my mouth shut not wanting to beg her, that would give her the satisfaction she wanted... Never!!!

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It was evening already and I was back from the diner where I worked as a waitress.

“Ava?” I heard Andrea call, she was about to pass on her chores to me.

“What did Coleen tell you to do this time?” I asked rolling my eyes at her as I jumped on the couch.

“Just make dinner, not so bad since you are the only one that knows how to make her usual casserole dishes.” Andrea shrugs, going into our room and not waiting for my reply.

I got up from the couch and took my smoothie out of the fridge. I never have enough protein so this is totally needed and it's sweet and sugary as well.When I was done drinking my smoothie, I went into the kitchen to begin cooking.

No one bothered to learn how to cook Coleen's best dishes except me so I'm obliged to do so.I looked at the clock above my head, it was five pm and Coleen comes back from her place of work by eight or nine which means she'll have to heat up her food in the microwave.

I placed the smoothie bottle on the countertop, hoping to have some time to myself before she comes back.

Coleen Kincaid and her husband were our adoptive parents. They never treated us like their own children or adopted children even, we were treated like slaves, to do their bidding wherever and whenever they want it done.

They managed to help us scale through high school and Alia went ahead to get a scholarship and study theatre arts in Yale.

Andrea learnt coding from...God knows where and works with a company where she earns a few stipends to feed herself well.

I just used my high school diploma to work as a shopping assistant in a mall on weekdays and at a diner, as a waitress in weekends.I got down from the high stool at the counter so I can take a look at the casserole which was in the oven. I know very well to watch it like a hawk unless I want my butt kicked by Coleen and her husband.

Once it was cooked, I brought it out of the oven and went into my room to arrange the messed-up place that has not been cleaned in days.

When I was done, I laid on my bed to sleep for some minutes but my sisters came bustling in excitedly.

“Guess what, Ava?” I raised my brows up, surprised. Since when did they get this friendly.

“Blurt it out already,” I replied in an unconcerned tone.

“Be nice, girl!” Andrea said and I rolled my eyes.

“We've found a way out of this place and the saviour is in our garden right now!” She said, happily looking at me with her glittering brown eyes.

I squealed excitedly,“Can we go meet him...or her?” I asked unsure of what to call this 'saviour'.

“You're right, it's a man and yes, we can meet him if you're not so busy tidying up.” Aurelia said looking around the changed room.

“Just wanted to give Coleen a parting gift,” I grinned following Alia and Andrea out of the house.

In seconds we were at Coleen's garden, with a handsome muscular guy standing by the lilies.

“Good evening ladies!” He greeted, smiling to show his dimples.

“He's our 'saviour'.” Andrea whispered in my ears excitedly.

“You do know that we werewolves have sharp hearing abilities,” He said with a smirk.

“Yes, girls. Use the mindlink,” Aurelia snapped.

What's a mindlink? Did she expect us to know what it was? Well, I won't disgrace myself in front of the stranger.

“Okay girls. I'm Alpha Gavin Stokes, alpha of the GreenValley pack,” He introduced himself curtly.

“Umm... What's a pack?” Andrea asked shyly.

“Don't be shy, I know you live among humans but a pack is where we werewolves live... just like a mini city.” He explained once more and I could see that Alia was getting impatient so I butted in.

“Whats the plan?” I asked wearing a serious look.

“A very simple one. We leave for my pack as soon as possible…”

Alia didn't let him finish,“Like now?” She asked excitedly.

“If it's fine with your sisters,” Alpha Gavin shrugged and Alia gave us a stern look.

“Its fine!” I and Andrea chorused.

“Aren't we going to pack?” I asked a bit surprised that they were in such a hurry.

“Do you have anything to pack?” Alia scoffed and I shuffled my feet where I stood, it's not my fault I don't have presentable clothes.“Actually, yes. My scooter.” I countered sticking my tongue out at Alia.

“Then get it, let's go!” Alpha Gavin said and I raced to the garage where I hid my bike.I brought it back and gave it to the alpha.

He walked over to the garden gate and jumped over it, we followed him and saw that he had a 4Runner Jeep waiting for him.He tossed my back in the boot and motioned for us to get in the car.

Time to get out of this hellhole of a home…