Do You think I Care?, Cheyenne M, Jen Q [the unexpected everything txt] 📗

Shaniqua

“Newsflash I don’t care what you or anyone else thinks of me. I am me deal with it. It’s not my fault you can’t stand me or how I dress, look, talk, act, etc. You are just too stubborn to realize that not everyone wants to be a Barbie bitch like you!” I yelled then turned on my heel and walked away. Yeah, this is how I talk to the normal plastic bitches of my world. That was Charissa, number one bimbo, and let’s just say her and I don’t get along too well.

           “Yeah, you better run.” She calls after me acting like she won, ‘Oh hell no’ I think I turned around and stormed back.

           “You really need to think before you speak.” I said then slammed my fist into her fake-ass face. Solves that problem, huh, I guess I’ll have detention again, Oh well. She runs off crying and whining, something about her daddy. Ha-Ha.

           Well anyways I’m Shaniqua (sha-nee-qua) I am a werewolf and I live with my best friend and her brother. Their parents died when she was three and he was four, in a car accident, and my parents don’t give a crap what I do. I haven’t lived with them for six months and I am better off now than I was with them. So here’s a little bit about me: I am seventeen years old, I am five foot eight and have dark tan skin. I have long straight red/brown hair and bright green eyes. I am in tip top shape and have an attitude like no other.

           It’s almost the end of my junior year at this hell-hole of a school and I am so hyped for next year because it will be my last. Then I am going to go to college for cosmetology, because I love beauty and so I have designer clothes (my parents are filthy rich and I have a job as well) and always do my hair and makeup in awesome and outrageous ways. People think I am a freak, but I, as you may have noticed, don’t care.

           I headed out to my car and hopped in I had just started the vehicle when my phone vibrated in my pocket. I pull it out and answer it, it’s my brother Jordan. He still lives with our parents because he’s fifteen though almost sixteen.

           “Hey little bro, what’s up?” I say happy that he called. He and I are really close; as we were growing our parents were never around, so I took care of him.

           “Hey Shani (sha-nee)” he’s the only one who calls me that. “Do you think it’d be okay if I spent the night at Casey’s house? Dad and mom are fighting and blaming it all on me.” He sounded so upset, I was so pissed. “I mean can you ask her for me?” I knew she would say yes he was like a little brother to her.

           “Don’t worry I be right there to pick you up. You just hang tight and pack all your things. You’ll be staying with us from now on.” I said buckling my seatbelt I could hear our parents screaming in the background.

           “What about Casey though, I don’t want her to be upset, what if…”

           “Save it, you know you’re like the little brother she never had. She’ll be fine and if she’s not I’ll take care of it.” I said cutting him off, he worries too much. “Now I’ll be there in fifteen minutes, pack your things. Bye I love you little bro.”

           “Okay Shani, love you too, bye” He said then hung up. I had wondered why he hadn’t been at school today. He’s a freshman this year so I always knew when he was there or not. It bothered me when he wasn’t here because that usually meant that our dad or mom had beaten him. I pulled out of the lot, still in deep thought. Our family wasn’t like a normal family when it came to abuse. It wasn’t like where the drunken dad beats up the wife and kids. No here they both did.  When I was there they didn’t beat him, just me, but now that I wasn’t there I guess they started taking out their damn aggressions on him.

   I felt terrible that I left him like that, but I had always thought that they loved him. He was a straight A student who never got into any trouble, I was an A-B student who was always getting in fights and stuff like that. I didn’t really care about anything, but my brother and my friend. Plus everyone in my pack, I was alpha female of the Moonblood Pack and thirteen people in it besides me and my brother, so fifteen total. They all lived with us in Casey’s house in case I hadn’t mentioned that before. Casey was my beta, and then there was Aaryn (guy), Stephanie, Alexander (Stephanie’s twin bro), Peter, Alexia, Xavier, Jennie, Ashlyn, Jake, Corey (guy), Destiny, and Braydyn. The only ones mated were Jake to Ashlyn and Corey to Destiny.

   Here’s a little bit of a description so you can get an idea of what they look like. Casey: 5’8’, long straight chocolate brown hair with reddish highlights, light blue eyes, pale skin. Erin: 5’10’, short spiky light blonde hair, dark brown eyes, dark skin. Stephanie: 5’4’, shoulder length dark brown straight hair with blonde highlights, green eyes, tan skin. Alexander: 5’11’, long brown shaggy hair, green eyes, tan skin. Peter: 5’11’, long shaggy dirty blond hair, blue eyes, tan skin. Alexia: 5’6’, long straight blonde hair with darker streaks, gray-blue eyes, light skin. Xavier: 6’1’, black buzz-cut hair, bright green eyes, very dark skin. Jennie: 5’3’, mid-back black frizzy-curly hair, dark bluish eyes, deep tan skin. Ashlyn: 5’2’, shoulder length black straight hair, brown eyes, very pale skin. Jake: 6’0’, reddish brown short hair, hazel eyes, light skin. Corey: 5’9’, shaggy black semi-long hair, blue eyes, tan skin. Destiny: 5’6’, long black wavy hair pink highlights, light brown eyes, dark skin. Braydyn: 6’4’, short light brown hair, silver-blue eyes, tan skin. Everyone in our pack, being werewolves as we are, is in top notch shape, and very athletic. But at least now you kind of know what we all look like.

           The thing is they are not our real parents, as babies we were both given to a family to care for us when our parents were captured by the demons. When we were young they were so loving and kind. Then as I got to be about eleven that changed little by little, now they are monsters. I still call them dad and mom though I really don’t know why. Habit I guess, but we still to this day don’t know anything about our real parents. We don’t even know if they are alive. Anyway, the only reason we went to the same family is because we are in the same pack. It’s different for things like angels; they don’t have packs so siblings may be split up eternally. One of those times I am glad I am a werewolf.

           By this time I was at my parents house and as I got out of my car I heard yelling and then the clashing of things being thrown around. I ran up to the door and right into the house. I followed the loud banging up the stairs and into my parents bedroom. I slammed the door open and both of them jumped, as they turned to face me I saw Jordan on the floor and my dad crouched over him. I was immediately fueled by anger and ‘pounced’ on him, I pinned him to the ground. He stared up at me in shock for a minute before he realized what had happened. Then my mother tried to pull me off of him and I shoved her down all the while glaring at my dad.

           “Jordan, grab your things and take them out to my car, just toss them in the trunk and get in. I’ll be there in a minute” He got up slowly and then spitting blood on the carpet ran out of the room. I got up and pulled my father up with me staring at him in disgust. I pushed him backwards and he stumbled and landed on the bed.

           “What kind of bitches are you? What the hell do you think you are doing?” I spit at them “My mom lunged at me, big error there. I stepped out of the way and grabbed her arm as she fell. I dragged her up so my face was right in hers I could see her shaking in fear and anger. I pushed her onto the bed with him and then stepped back.

           “I wouldn’t do that again if I were you.” I stared at them as they glared back at me.

           “How dare you come in here, I told you never to come back here you disrespectful little bitch.” My dad sneered “Who gave you permission to come around here and then think you can take my son.” I internally laughed at that.

           “Son? My ass you jerk. You treat him like a punching bag. You are the biggest freaking coward I have ever seen. I am taking him with me, and since you don’t know where I live, Bye Bye. You’ll never see either one of us again. I wouldn’t even try if I were you though.” I turned around and walked out of the house. I got in the car and reached into my purse and pulled out some tissues. I handed them to Jordan so he could clean himself up.

           “What did you do to them?” He asked me quietly as we pulled out of the driveway.

           “I just scared the shit out of ‘em I think that’s about it, but they won’t ever touch you again.” I leaned over and gave him a hug, and then we headed home.

Jordan

           I was so glad that my sister came to get me out of that hellish place. Those people have no right to even be around me or her ever again. It was hard after she left, I felt so alone, except when I got to see her at school. I used to try and defend her when they’d beat her, even though she was pretty powerful, but that never ended well, she just got into more trouble. Now that she wasn’t there I had no one. It wasn’t bad at first; they didn’t start beating me until about two months after she left. I didn’t want to tell Shaniqua about it, because I knew she had a lot on her mind with being pack Alpha female and all. I guess she eventually figured it out, because now I’m going to be living with the pack.

           “Hey what’s wrong?” Shani asked me. I guess I had been thinking for a while now, because I hadn’t even realized that we were at the pack house.

           “Huh, oh nothing, I was just thinking.” Though I knew she wouldn’t fall for it, she and I both say ‘Huh, oh nothing’ when we lie about something or don’t feel like talking.

           “Yeah, right like you can fool me.” She smiled weakly, but she didn’t get to ask any more questions because six people came out of the house and were bounding over to the car. Then Casey practically pulled me out and gave me a huge hug.

           “Hey little J” she yelled, that’s a nickname that she gave me when I was six, and she still uses it to this day. “Oh I’m so glad you’re gonna be livin’ here now! Here let’s get your things up to your room, we all decided that you can have the room next to Nia’s, just in case. So awesome Bray (Braydyn) here moved his