From a young age, Rhiannon Brink felt like a failure that didn't belong. No matter how hard she tried, nothing she did seemed to ever be good enough in the game of life. Every day felt like nails being dragged across a blackboard, and the only thing that kept her going was the thought that there had to be more to life, more than what the small town in the middle of nowhere offered her ..... but what happens when that's exactly the case? Truths are revealed turning Rhiannon's life upside down, and she must learn to trust others as well as herself ..... can she handle what's thrown at her and become the woman she needs to be, or will reality break her to pieces?
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The rain beat down on my head as I walked home from school, soaking me to my core. I looked up at the cloudy skies and wondered why nature hated me so much. Then again, the day started horribly, so why not have a completely unexpected rainstorm for my walk home? It wouldn't be the first time that the weatherman was wrong, and it surely won't be the last. It must be nice having a job where you get paid to be wrong more than right. As I was cursing at the fact that I didn't have a rain jacket, a car horn screamed from behind me. Even though I knew what was coming I didn't move quickly enough to get out of the way as the tan car sped by, driving through a large puddle and completely saturating me with dirty road water. "Hey, A****n Queen! Drowned rat is so last season!" Laura Cole's highly annoying squeaky voice yelled from the passenger window while the car continued to drive away. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth as I flipped off the fading car with my right hand while I spun the ring I wore on my left ring finger with my thumb, a habit I picked up that helps to keep my emotions in check. The ring was nothing special, just a plain silver thing that I had found years ago in the woods behind my grandma's house. It quickly became something that my fingers searched for whenever my temper and anxiety got the best of me. Just a few more days .... a few more days of final exams and I'll be out of the hellmouth that's masquerading as a high school. A few more days and I'll be able to get away from all of this when I go stay with Gram for a week. I used to love school, but then again I used to have friends, too. Everything changed from when I was in elementary school to when puberty hit me like a freight train. I became the tallest girl in school at a little over six foot tall, and my body filled out in all the right places. I tried to hide my curves the best that I could with baggy clothing, but that didn't stop the guys from starring and the girls from giving me dirty looks. As if their unwanted attention wasn't bad enough, I was the smartest one in my class. Yeah, I know, it all sounds like the perfect life, right? Not so much when you're in Redneckville, Pennsylvania. In my small rural school, athletics mattered more than anything, and if you didn't have anything to do with sports you were treated like a leper. My good grades didn't matter to anyone, not even the teachers. No one cared if the students were barely passing, all that mattered was that our sports teams excelled. And that left me at the bottom of the pecking order and opened the door for non-stop harassment ..... especially from girls like Laura Cole. Laura and I are complete opposites. She's five foot nothing of picture-perfect beauty with black hair, hazel eyes, and naturally tanned skin. She just so happens to be the head cheerleader as well as the daughter of the vice principal, so she's pretty much treated like a Goddess. A shiver ran through my body as I walked up the stairs of my mother's house, partially from being soaking wet, but mostly because I simply didn't want to be home. I exhaled as I turned the doorknob and pushed the door open, sliding Catherine's stuff out of the way as I walked into the old farmhouse. Years ago my father, Matt, walked out on my mother, Catherine, and I. He left our little family for another woman, Becca. He discarded Catherine and I like we were trash, stopping any communication with me as soon as he found out Becca was pregnant with a boy. He always wanted a son, and now he had what he wanted. At first, I was crushed, but I quickly realized dwelling on it wouldn't change anything, it'd only weigh me down. Catherine, however, took his leaving pretty hard. Where I became cold and jaded, she became emotional and childlike. Our roles in life were reversed, and at a young age I not only had to start taking care my myself, but also doing all of the household and barn chores as well. I became nothing more than a live-in maid stuff Catherine. Cooking, cleaning, yard work, what maintenance I could ...... It all sounds simple enough, unless you're just a kid trying to figure things out without anyone actually teaching you. It's not like I could afford to hire someone, so I taught myself how to do what I could through trial and error. And let's not forget the reason why I had to slide stuff out of the way with the door ...... Catherine turned into a hoarder, of everything. From stuff that she'd get at the thrift store where her sister works, to animals, and everything in between. The animals can't take care of themselves, so guess who's responsible for 8 dogs and 5 horses? That's right, me. It seems like it'd be so easy to tell her no, to run away and leave her to her own devices, but I just haven't found the strength to do so. As hard as it all might be, she's still my mother, and my memories of the good times we used to have dragged me down like cinder blocks. I closed my eyes as I slid my soaking wet sneakers off of my feet before turning to walk upstairs to my room, thankful that Catherine and I lived on separate floors. "Rhiannon, have you taken care of the horses yet?" Catherine's voice loudly asked from her bedroom. I let out a sigh before I answered her, "Not yet, I got caught in that rainstorm and wanted to change my clothes first." Without another word, Catherine came out of her bedroom, grabbed her purse, and left to go to work. I shook my head as I continued up the stairs, not because of her attitude, I was used to that, but because I simply didn't understand how we faced foreclosure multiple times and had utilities being shut off when she had a good-paying job. I quickly changed my clothes and left to walk over to the neighbors where we kept the horses. As soon as I was on the front porch I saw that in the short time it took me to get changed it had stopped raining and the sun came out. I looked up at the sky as a gentle breeze blew a faint lavender and lemon balm scent towards me, "Seriously? You couldn't have done that an hour ago?" It only took about 20 minutes to walk over the the Kurtz's. I took care of their chickens, beef cattle, and pigs before I set up the horses' feed in their stalls. Taking care of the Kurtz's livestock was something that Catherine agreed to do to keep the horses on their land. It didn't take long for it all to become my responsibility, but I didn't mind. Barn chores brought a little bit of peace to my life, plus if the Kurtz's had extra meat and eggs they happily shared with me. They really were kind people, and I couldn't help but be envious when they'd have their family get-togethers. I walked over to the gate that was up between the pasture and the barn and leaned on it as I let out a few loud whistles. A single whinny echoed from the back of the pasture, bringing a smile to my face, and I closed my eyes as the sound of galloping hooves grew closer. Warm air and whiskers danced across my arms, and I opened my eyes to see Dub, my handsome strawberry roan stallion. I opened the gate and each horse walked into their stall and stalled, putting their heads in the buckets of feed. Once I got everyone's stall door shut I walked back over to Dub's stall and wrapped my arms around his withers, "Hey, big guy ..." I whispered as I hugged him tightly, inhaling his scent while I listened to him chew Out of all the horses, Dub is the one that has my heart. He's the first horse that Catherine took in, and the only thing that's ever been consistent in my life. He's not only my sanity but my savior as well. Despite the fact that all of the animals Catherine gets become my responsibility, I am thankful for them, especially Dub. After the horses were done eating I kissed Dub on his nose and inhaled his scent one more time before letting them back out into their pasture. I finished up my nightly barn chores and reluctantly made my way back home. I stopped at another neighbor's house where I do yard work and picked up the extra vegetables that they left out for me, along with my weekly payment. After making myself a small dinner I went upstairs to take a shower. I stripped off my clothes and stood in front of the mirror, staring into the dark blue eyes of the pathetic individual standing before me. My blonde wavy hair was now frizzy, making me look like a poodle. I had dirt on my cheeks from hugging Dub. Then there were the scars on my arms ...... scars that I made on my own body to try to pull myself out of panic attacks, scars that I never realized I had made until after the fact, scars that I tried to hide from others the best that I could. They're not something I wanted attention for, but something I did when I was in a different state of mind and wanted to try to save myself from the horrible moments when I was filled with fear and a longing to escape this life ..... to escape this world. Others in my life caused the scars on the inside, but I caused the ones on the outside, "Just a few more days. I just have to survive for a few more days ......"Rieka It took a bit for us all to calm down and come to terms with the fact that Waya and Jay shifted into two separate beings. No matter how much we tried to figure out what happened, we had no concrete answers. The best we could come up with is that it had something to do with Mia's venom, and whatever brought Amar back from the dead. Whatever the cause, standing in the middle of the woods wasn't going to solve anything.Izzy told Mia what to focus on to control her ability to shift, and the two flew ahead of us to start packing some of their things. Jay rode Dub with me, while Waya ran with Ace and Lucius.Blue was already there waiting for us with the truck and trailer by the time we finally arrived. You should have seen the look on his face when he saw that Jay and Waya were separate, but as soon as they went to shift back, they became one again. While Izzy and Mia were in the house gathering their things, I had the others help me get the horses and supplies loaded up. Right
Jane "What the fuck did I tell you?!?" I screamed as I hit Tim with his own right arm, anger consuming almost every part of me. There was just enough room for fear to seep in. He's a fucking moron ..... I have a fucking moron cowering in the corner of my room! I should have just killed him instead of ripping his arm off, but I was afraid that Dis would notice one more missing soul. Especially this moronic soul since I deliberately picked Tim just to try to make Dis jealous and Dis knew it. Tim attempted to shield his head with his left arm, "I just wanted to have a little fun!" WHACK! "Fun?!? You want fun?!?" I yelled out as I held his arm like a baseball bat. WHACK! "Is this fun enough for you?!" I raised his arm, ready to hit him with it once more. "Jane! Come on! I didn't mean anything by it! Stop!" Tim begged of me. WHACK! "You didn't mean anything by it?!?" I yelled as I turned away from him and started pacing. "I told you not to leave! Not only did you leave
Rieka I pressed the palms of my hands against my temples as the continuous ringing filled my head. The pain that tore throughout my body was akin to my bones being on fire. I felt like I was burning from the inside out. "Mia, change him! NOW!" I somehow heard Izzy's voice yell above the ringing in my head. I fought the pain that wanted to claim me as its own and gave everything I had to slowly stand on my unstable feet. What I was feeling, both emotionally and physically, was so overwhelmingly surreal. Lupa ..... what's going on? But my wolf wasn't there. I forced my eyes open only to see a blurry scene from a horror movie. As I looked down, I could make out Amar's body, still lying lifeless. A very naked Mia was kneeling over Jay, who was lying too still on the ground. Timophy was nowhere to be seen. He had simply disappeared, leaving behind a heartbreaking scene as the only proof as to what had happened. "RHI?!" Seth's concerned voice yelled my name as the tears fill
Seth I never bothered to go back to sleep after Rhi and Jo left. How could I? Rhi only agreed to stay here for the weekend, and today was Sunday. It was obvious that I didn't want her to go, but I wasn't about to force her to stay. Sure, I could. And most Alphas would. But that's not who I am. After I watched the taillights fade down the driveway, I filled my coffee cup back up and sat down on the front porch to watch the sunrise, stewing in my thoughts and feelings until the others woke up and we could get our day going. "I can't believe you're just going to let her walk away," Lucius grumbled as I sipped my coffee. I rolled my eyes as I swallowed my coffee. I'm not going to force her to stay here. She literally just found out about the supernatural world, what she is, and that her entire life was a lie. She needs to be allowed to think for herself and to make her own decisions. I will not force her into this. If she wants to live elsewhere and we just date or whatever, so be
Samuel Sunday. It was a day that I was supposed to be able to sleep in a little. My intentions were to do just that after I gave Jo a kiss goodbye and told her to be safe and have fun. OK, so I may have also told her I had something else she could ride, but she just rolled her eyes as she left. It was worth a shot, right? It didn't take long for me to fall back asleep after she left, only to be woken back up by a burning pain in my chest. "Jo ....." Denny growled as I jumped out of bed and started running down the hall to the stairs. "WAKE UP! Something's wrong with Rhi and Jo!" Seth's booming voice echoed in my head, followed by the sound of Jay and Damian's bedroom doors being flung open. I had never been so consumed with worry and fear before in my entire life. As I raced down the stairs, damn near tripping over my own feet, I saw that the front door was open and a large burning glow could be seen from the front yard. What in the actual .... "SAM!" Seth yelled as he
Rieka It can't be ..... I looked over to see Timophy leaning against a tree with a smug look on his face. He didn't look dead, just .... cold. His brown hair was now slicked back, and his brown eyes were so dark that they were almost back. How is this possible .... "Yeah, I know what you're thinking. 'But I killed him!'" He mimicked me in a whiny tone, waving his hands in the air in a sarcastically fake, panicked motion. I couldn't help but scoff as I rolled my eyes. He might be undead, but he is still ridiculously ignorant. "Look at you! So much attitude! And this new Teen Wolf look you have going on? NOT attractive," Timpohy chuckled as he took a step over to the charred black mark on the ground where Laura's body had been. "Such a shame, she had potential." He then raised his head as he quietly looked back at me. Amar's hackles stood on edge as he arched his back, making his already large wolf body appear even bigger. He lowered his head as he pinned his ear back, curli
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