The Blind Second Chance

Chapter Twelve

Running. It's my only possible way to live. I mean I can't really fight. But I would run in a forest with obstacles. Now, an empty hallway in which made me feel I was walking into oblivion. I kept trying to follow his scent almost bumping into people. They went out my way as I sped pass them.

"Watch it bitch" I heard a sneer. A woman.

"Sorry hun but I think we are all bitches here" I kept running and stopped in front of a room. It was his room. I could sense mine next to his. I held in my breath. He was still angry. I could feel it. I hesitantly knocked on the door and I waited. He stopped whatever he was doing and I heard silence.

"R-Ryder?" My voice croaked. I rested my head against the door. "Ryder..please let me in" I sniffled. "Let me explain everything..please.."

The door opened almost making me stumble but he caught me. "Wouldn't you rather be in the arms of the rouge, Jace was it?" I whimpered at his response getting out his arms and entering his room.

He closed the door and I heard him leaning against it. "Rouges" I said letting my held breath out.

"Rouges? Like Jace?"

"No, this was before Jace was a rouge before he went with-" I stopped myself and swallowed back my bile that was building up.

"Went with who? Tell me" he came closer, I crossed my arms and then he grabbed me by my shoulders. Tingles.

"His..his father" I walked away from his grip feeling a bit anxious. My back was turned to him. "My step father" I finished. I heard him sigh in relief and my head tilted to him. "He was born rouge where he met his mate in my pack"

"Then what happened to her"

I took a shaky breath. "This is when I had my vision. Where I could see everything. She was hanged. For loving a rouge, a disgrace to the pack" I felt him move closer to me only to make me walk away and sit down on a bed.

"They made you witness that, didn't they"

"Me and Jace were tied to the hip, his father wasn't even there, he left his son with her. And her son had to watch, me with him. It's one of the only memory's of my sight I have" I felt tears streaming down my face from the memory.

"This was before Alpha Carson, his father was in rein so do not blame him" he grunted at my response and I felt the bed dip next to me.

"Carry on" he whispered. I gripped the bed sheets under me as streams came down.

"My dad died in a war against the rouges not long after and my mother met him. They started to date but kept it in secret" I gulped.

"Eventually; people thought that Jace and I were Mates and took pity on me. They eventually led to the bullying, hence the bruises that never really healed on my hip" I felt a hand on my thigh. I tilted my head up.

"If you don't feel like continuing you don't have to, you should get some rest" I nodded and he wiped away a tear from my face with his soft hand. I leaned into his touch and sighed in content.

"What are we..I mean, you my mate but you hate me, you beat me around others and alone your sweet" my voice came out raspy, probably because of the tenseness in my throat.

"I-I don't know" he got up from his position meaning he had to pull away. I immediately felt cold.

"You are staying here tonight, I don't want you out of my sight" he growled. I bit my lip nodding. "Now stay here I have to deal with your rouge" I grabbed his arm before he could leave, keeping my head down.

"Please..please don't hurt him" he snorted. "Please" I begged. He pulled away and walked out the door. I laid back in the sheets and his smell immediately went around me.

I sighed again and curled up into a ball, pulling he covers over me. I felt calm in this scent. I eventually found sleep.

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"Come on little slut! Beg. Beg for me to stop!" I kept my mouth close and eyes wide open as I felt him kick me. I heard a few cracks and eventually he stopped getting out of my view.

I let out my breath and regretted it feeling pain near my stomach. He came back into view with a whip in hand. "Beg!" A crack went through the air and then my scream. Where is my mom? She should be here!

"Plea-" before I can finish another sharp pain raced across my back.

"Jarl please! St-" I screamed again, feeling the whip On my skin.

"I couldn't hear you"

He went out of view again. "M-mother will leave you..w-when I tell her.."

He crouched down low in front of me, the memory seeming to real. "How could you tell her what you saw me do if you can't see?" He quizzed. I looked at him in utter confusion, my fourteen year old self didn't know that what she saw will be her last.

He came closer and and spiked whip went across my cheek, sure enough gonna leave a scar. "No please! Please no-no-no! I won't tell I wo-"

"You won't be able to tell anyway, say bye Emerald" I screamed feeling the scars on my eyes sting and someone was shaking me by my shoulders.

"Emerald. Emerald!" I tried kicking out of whoever was holding me screaming.

"It's me its-" I stopped and sniffed the air smelling Dylan's scent.

"D-Dylan" I cut him off and he sighed.

"Ryder. It's Ryder" I felt tears streaming down my face as he pulled me into his bare chest, allowing me to cry my eyes out, or at least what's left of them.