a baby daddy for a werewolf silencer

The Scars She Hid From The World

REGINA MCBRIDE

The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.

Modern Revenge Scheming

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She stood in the doorway of their small apartment, with her dad behind her, pleading with her mother not to leave. Tears streamed down her 12-year-old face.

"Please mom, don't go!" She begged, her voice breaking. "Whatever is going on can be settled."

Her mother's expression was blank as she stared at her innocent daughter."I have to go sweetheart, I'll come back and get you, I promise."

Lexi's small hands grasped her mother's arm, holding tight. "No, mum, please don't leave me! I'll be good, I promise." She cried, not willing to let go, while her dad just stood there staring sadly.

The middle aged woman gently took the girl's fingers off her arms and she squatted to her height. "It's not about you sweetheart. Someday you'll be grown up enough to understand."

The door closed and the woman walked away, dragging her luggage behind her.

"Mom!" The girl screamed loudly hoping that the woman would just turn around and change her mind, but that didn't happen, instead she got drowned by the sound of fading footsteps.

Lexi Thompson's eyes snapped open, her chest heaving as she grasped for air.

"That was just a dream." She mumbled knowing the real truth and the reason for the lingering memories.

"What a way to begin the day." She mumbled and threw off the covers and got off the bed, planting her foot on the ground. She walked to her window and pulled the window blind up, enjoying the view of the ground from her room.

As she stared through the window, her phone rang. It was Stephanie Hughes, her best and only friend since middle grade.

"Hey girlie." Stephanie's loud voice rang from the other side, causing Lexi to take the phone away from her ears for a moment wondering the reason for Stephanie's excitement, that early.

"You seem rather excited." Lexi mumbled and yawned softly.

"Wait, you're still in bed?" Stephanie gasped shockingly. "Anyways, guess what?"

Lexi's mind wandered as she tried to make a wide guess, and getting no clue at all, She groaned "would you tell me?"

"Fine. I got the contract to plan the fundraising gala for the children's gala." She exclaimed excitedly and Lexi smiled before shaking her head.

"I want you to be there.." Stephanie said again excitedly. "All of Los Angeles eligible bachelors will be there, including the Blackwood's."

"Count me in" Lexi said with excitement clear in her voice, considering that she's not attended Stephanie's events in a while. "So what are the details?"

"Saturday, 7 pm at Oakville Hilton. It's going to be huge, I'll send you the details." Stephanie replied softly. "And wear something stunning too, you never might know who'd notice."

Lexi chuckled she expected the tease anyways. "I'll do my best Steph" she grinned and paused "uhm Steph.., thanks for inviting me."

As Lexi hung up the phone, a broad smile found its way to her lips. The gala is just what she needed, it'd be the perfect break from her routine.

"Time to start the day." She whispered as her eyes darted to the wall clock. Lexi walked to the bathroom and with her usual cheerful expression, she began her morning routine, brushing her teeth and washing her face before stepping into the shower.

After her refreshing shower, Lexi wrapped herself in a towel and stepped out to the front of the mirror. She styled her hair into a messy bun, before applying light make up and slipping into her tailored trousers and white blouse.

Her eyes darted to the wall clock again and seeing that time was already far spent, she groaned. "I guess they'd have no time for breakfast then." She muttered and slipped into her shoes and then picked her bag before walking out of her room.

Ideally she resumes work on Mondays at 10am, and it's already fifteen minutes to. She'd have spared a few minutes for breakfast but due to the strictness of her superiors she couldn't risk it.

Lexi rushed out of her room, locking the door behind her, as she headed out, she collided with a familiar figure.

"Slow down princess!" Her dad exclaimed, steadying her.

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