Chapter Two

  Waking up to someone opening my door, I quickly sat up in bed and looked at my surroundings. Everything from the other night flashed through my mind and made me want to cry all over again. Holding my head high and the covers close to my bare body I waited for the person to enter the room.

  "You need to get out of this room." The mans voice from the other night said as the door continued to open. Who was he talking to?

  "You have been in here for three days." he said and emerged from the other side to face me. What he said was true, I refused everything they gave to me. Feeling broken and torn apart I just wanted to be left alone, but I knew how this would end up. It would just be another trip to the hospital and more stitches.

  "I dont want to." I whispered more to myself than to anyone else but it just caused him to sigh.

  "Do you think your scars have gone unnoticed? That wont happen again, not since i am finally in your life." his voice was filled with sorrow and it made me scoff.

  "Where were you when I had to take care of my mother?" the sarcasm filled the air and seemed to make things even more tense.

  "Your mother left me. Got knocked up with an Elvin child, one that I did not know about!" he snapped.

  "What the fuck is an Elvin child. Who is that Elvin child?" I asked, my head hurt already and it was just the morning.

  "You are. You are half human, half elf." he said causing me to snort. When he didnt respond my heart started to beat rapidly.

  "If you are not dressed and ready for breakfast in 30 minutes then I will personally drag you out of here." he said with a small smile and shut the door. He seemed much nicer than when I had first met him, it was kind of throwing me for a loop. Standing up I looked at myself in the mirror and studied myself. The tattoos i had gotten once it turned 18 were still as bright as the first day, the angel wings and feet under my breasts would always be my favorite. My baby. Grabbing the clothes they laid out for me made me anxious and nervous, the leggings were fine but the shirt rode up my stomach and wasnt a long sleeved shirt so everyone could see most of my self destruction.