Broken Halo by Ispeak Woods (free reads .TXT) 📕

Silence. Deep painful silence. Life had taken a turn for the worse. And all too quickly. To be so low only meant one thing. There was nowhere left to go but up. The pain I felt inside was unbearable. To break a bond with your true mate was considered a curse to the heart. It felt worse than that though. I felt empty. I could still hear Tysons cries and the pain he felt. It felt like fire was left burning in my mind. No thought, no word or drug could stop the digging. The pain draped me, like skin. This pain was my new skin. I wore this pain, and it made me strong.

 I was forced to sleep in the arms of a theft. Galvin was a weak theft in my eyes. Why, I asked myself as I stood there naked in the woods. My mother used to tell me to get deep inside ones soul; you have to return to your roots. The only root I could hold on to was what I was. If I was going to survive this mentally, I would need to fight. I was just to hurt to care though.

               Whenever I was stressed, I would run to the woods and look up at the trees. I would run until my body overheated. I would then pass out, shaking and helpless. But the physical pain felt better than the mental pain. I thought about a million things. I thought about Halo, and how this was all her fault. Why did she have to go snooping around? Why did she have to fall in love with Julian?

               I woke up to see the sunlight, as shadows of leafs and trees falsely painted my body, only to abandon me when the wind called. I heard someone yelling in the distance, they drew closer and louder. Who was it? Who knew where I would be? No one had seen me for days. I was starving, but depression kept me from eating. I knew my mother would be worried sick about me. I even thought of Tyson, only Tyson.

               “Lisa, honey where have you been?” It was my mother. She looked strained and weak. The whites of her eyes were red and taken with questions. She quickly threw a thick tribal blanket over my naked and bruised body. I had been healed by Mr.Roman in more than one way. My pride was broken, my mind was dark. The scars Mr.Roman left on me where deeper than any lash or stab I had ever experienced. Three nights prior to my attempted runaway I was taken to Mr. Roman. Galvin completely changed the story and placed all the blame on me. I was in so much pain that night. Mr. Roman took advantage of that pain and he let other members of the pack do unspeakable things to me.

               Mr. Roman wasn’t always like this, I’d hoped. I thought he was a good man. A leader, but once you got to know the real him, he let it all out. A soulless man, the devil himself. In my short life time I’d known him to be gentle with everyone. He’d drop me and Halo off to school, and he was at every game we had. He stood up for us. Then the time came to bond us. He thought that he could make a super pack. His whole aim was based on that goal. The man he was is a shadow, either that, or this is who is. This is the real Mr. Roman. A rapist, a terrorist, a Monster. In exchange for me, he received much praise and thanks. After I was done being raped, he explained to me that he was motivating me.

               Mr.Roman advised that, this was the only way to exercise my ability. After he was done he opened the door and let me run off. I knew I wouldn’t get far, but I ran anyway. My mother’s eyes held back rage and utter unrest. I felt disgusted and used up. I still didn’t have the heart to tell her the truth. The only truth is that we are monsters. Either you accept that or die. To reject it was impossible. My own feelings didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered was the advancement of my pack. My own thoughts betrayed me. Under such dysfunction and trauma, my mind was no longer my own. I’d laid there in the woods, accepting, self-defeating and joining, Mr. Romans vision. I knew I had a mission to do, and it wasn’t going to be easy. Not every story has a happy ending.

My mother started to cry with her hand pressed tightly to her mouth. Her tears burned my skin, as every part of my flesh was ripped. She could smell the male wolves leavings on my skin. She begin to phase out of hate. It was the type of phasing that happens when youve lost control. Teeth ripping through her gums, heat rising from her back. She fiercely pounded the ground beneath her. I could barely see her, through my cracked and burning eyes. She cried out, the sound could be heard for miles. She then ran off into the woods, and left me.

I woke up in a hot bath. Unfamiliar smells cycled the air. But I didn’t feel afraid or cautious. There were clean clothes laid out for me. There was even a glass of cold water on the table beside me. I sat there, reflecting on everything that had happened. I still couldn’t believe I had made up in my mind that I was helping. There was still some part of me that wished Halo was here, and things were back to normal. Even if normal was a lie.

It wasn’t long before my thoughts were interrupted. “Lisa, you’re awake.” Said Mr.Roman. I didn’t even bother answering, or covering and hiding. This was going to be a reality, as long as I had my ability. He sat on the edge of the tub, looking me in the eyes. I began to feel afraid. Now what? What did he need now? He leaned in closer and nudged the bottom of my chin with his curved pointer finger. He began to speak, in a soft low voice, “I’ve always liked you. You’ve always been special to me. I need you to push past your human nature. I need you to tap into your inner werewolf. Humans and weres are nothing alike. But often time, we get mixed up in those human emotions. You try so hard to fit in with them, until you become like them. I loved a human women once. But it was a mistake. A price that even I couldn’t pay” He said, while looking away. “What does this have to do with me Mr. Roman?” I asked. He replied softly and kindly. Almost to gentle for my understanding. “You are here to benefit many, you can’t think about only yourself. We need a child from you and Galvin. The elders said that this child will be very powerful. And your ability only shows up when you’re under great distress. So we will be putting that theory to the test tonight. Rest up, you’ll need it.” He then pushed his hands through my hair and kissed my forehead. I begin to cry, but I knew I had to comply with his wishes.

I got out of the tub and began to get dressed, but my thoughts rushed me into a panic. All I could see was the window, but where was I? I pushed the table against the wall to gain a better view. I was four floors up. I was in the condo built for the weres that were out of control, the weres that couldn’t phase back into human form. I quickly flushed all thoughts of surrender and began to think about running away again. I banged hard on the window, but it wouldn’t move. I hit the window with the shower rod. Still, nothing happened. I slide down the wall, feeling defeated and low. A million ill thoughts crushing my last bit of hope.

 Then a familiar smell filled the air. It was Tyson. I looked out of the window to see him scaling the wall. He was moving so fast, but I was so afraid for him. He finally made it to the window and we both cried at the sight of each other. He couldn’t look at me, I begged him to look up at me. He just hung there with his face down, shoulders and body crying all at once. I placed my hand on the window, he finally looked up and placed his there too. When he saw my black and blue face, he lost it again. His eyes tightly closed, and heart beating in his ears. He punched the glass, sending tiny cracks all over it.

               I stepped back, and he continued to hit the thick glass until he broke it. I ran back up to the window and stuck my hand through it. He pressed my hand against his soft face and kissed my hand. “I love you so much, I love you forever.. I’m… I…. Lisa, I’m sorry…” I shook my head and rubbed his face with the back of my hand. “Tyson, get me out of here, Please.” I whispered. He gentle placed my hand back in the window and began to pull at the bars on the window with all his strength. I could see the sweat pooling around his knuckles, but he kept pulling. I heard a loud shatter and the bars were lifted. Tyson then entered the window and hugged me. My body seemed to melt into his.  He kneeled down and I climbed on his back. We made it down the wall and he gently placed me onto the ground. I felt hope again. I felt well enough to run, not far, not fast, but I could run. We started off into the trees and that’s when I heard my mother screaming like a newborn child. I turned stone in my tracks. I quickly turned around and ran towards the building. My body was still in so much pain. My mind cried out to me, pleading with me, forbidding me to turn around. I placed one foot in front of the other and reluctantly headed back to the prison. Tyson was on my heels. Growling and trying to knock me down. I kept running back though. When I made it to the front entrance my lungs were burning and my feet were bleeding. I could see my mother tied up and shaking in pain. Blood dripping from her mouth and her ear was missing. I walked up to her, I couldn’t see her, my tears blinded me, but she screamed at me, “Leave Lisa, Get away while you can. Mr. Roman is going to get us all killed,