Twenty Seven

              ~Avery~

 My eyes were already sore from crying and I had a serious migraine, I could not even sleep because his words kept haunting me, he hated me so much and he was not the only one, my pack did as well, it was like I was a serious problem that needed to be fixed, if he could not stand me anymore, I would help him by moving out of the room, I did not care if I slept in the janitor’s closet and anywhere worse, my room back in my father’s pack was not so good, anyways.

If we were not in the same space, I would not see him all the time and I would not be reminded of the pain, if my father was a nice man, I would have been able to convince him to take me to another school but the devil in form of his son would never allow it besides this was the best school for supernatural, I could not deny that fact.

Alison did not have to worry about me taking him away and I was not going to get a second chance m