Broken (EDITING IN PROGRESS;)

Chapter 1

Isabelle's POV

I stared blankly at the ceiling. The pounding in my head increased and would not rest. I looked towards the alarm clock besides my bed. It read 5:45 am. I jolted upwards and ran towards the bathroom.

I slammed the door behind me. My heart began to pound against my chest repetitively . I took deep breaths trying to calm myself. I gripped the bathroom counter with both hands stabilizing myself. I looked up and there in the mirror stared a girl back at me. She had bags under her eyes, sunken cheeks, cracked lips, and disheveled hair. Damn I was hot. Hint the sarcasm.

I quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth. I threw my hair in a ponytail and ran down the spiral staircase to the kitchen. Yes I was in pajamas but who gave a rats arse? 

Oh yeah I forget to mention. The name's Isabelle. Isabelle Lemieux. If you gave a damn that is. I lived in a pack house . Yes as in pack I mean werewolves. These motherfuckers were snobby pricks yet sadly I had to live here because my family was part of this pack and .... obviously were werewolves. Everyone but me .

So as a result my family and pack sorta , let's put it in kind words shall we, disowned me. Ever since I didn't turn on my sixteenth birthday I was thrown in the servant chambers and treated like a servant. People would randomly throw a punch or a kick my way occasionally. But I stopped caring. My body was bruised so much to the point I had  become numb and they didn't hurt as much.

Stupid assholes. Making sure I don't have anyone to talk to so I end up talking to my-

"ISABELLE!", screamed Patricia.

Patricia was the head chef. She had a very heavy French accent and liked to yell a lot... clearly.

"Yes Pat, what is it?", I sighed giving her an annoyed look.

" Are you crazy? Why you stand there and think?? You know ze pack will grind you into soup if you zo not help me and ze food isn't ready?!" , Pat yelled flustered with a wooden spoon in hand.

I frowned and replied , " Yeah .. Sorry.. Where should I start?".

" Go and start making chocolate chip pancakes, blueberry pancakes- ", she began to rant but I cut her off.

" I get it. Every kind of fucking pancake that exists? Yeah I understand", I groaned making my way to the counter.

" Why me?", I whispered as I began to prepare the ingredients.

" Sweetheart I care for you-", Patricia tried to comfort me but I cut her off again.

" Patricia I'm not  stupid.  Your nice to me so I can get shit done. You hate my guts. Don't think that I can't understand or not hear you when you cuss me out. So please do me a favor and fuck off bitch", I yelled at her, my hands balled into fists.

She started at me in shock. I just smirked.

I was done acting like everything was okay. Because it wasn't.

"I-I .. Bell-",  she tried putting a hand on my shoulder but I smacked it away. I bit my tongue trying to hold the tears back. I had always thought Pat was my friend .. She was like a mom to me when my very own disowned me. But I had overheard her multiple times talking crap about me. I unballed my fists and went back to working as if nothing had happened.

I heard Pat's steps retreat

...........

I worked my butt off till nine making God knows how many fucking pancakes. I heard people begin to shuffle down the stairs . I kept my eyes averted downwards as I began to put the pancakes in big platters.

"OMG?? Are those like pancakes??!!", screeched an unfamiliar annoying voice. I didn't know many people at all but who the hell was this.

"No shit Sherlock" , my eyes widened realizing what I had said. I heard a guy chuckle but I didn't dare move. I continued to put the pancakes in the platter.

Please say you didn't hear me.. Please say you didn't- 

" How dare you speak to me like that??", she screeched. Oh she heard me alright.

I waited for the pain from a slap or a kick or a punch or an object to come and  it did...

SMACK!

I fell to the floor clutching my face in pain. Damn that bitch knew how to hit.

"Keera what the fuck?!  Why did you smack her? What the hell did she do to you?!" , yelled the voice who had chuckled earlier at my reply.

"Alexander it's ok. She's the slut who can't turn into a werewolf. She's treated like shit anyways", replied the annoying bitch named Keera.. who obviously didn't Keera shit about me... haha I'm funny. Great I'm talking to myself.

I felt someone bend down next to me.

" Keera that gives you no right to do the same", the guy with the sexy voice replied. "Are you okay ?", he asked me with concern leaking in his voice.

"A fucking okay ", I replied. I got up and wiped the dust off my apron and went to wash my hands. I then returned to putting the pancakes on the platters.

I heard heels descend towards the dining room. I breathed a sigh of relief.

" Wow did you make all these?"

I jumped up and cursed loudly.

"What the fuck man you scared the hell out of me", I replied annoyed. I peered at him through my messy bangs. He was hot . Great.

" My bad . Sorry to scare you I just wanted to apologize on my friends' behalf", he said in his oh-so-sexy British accent.

I shrugged. "It's whatever", I said as I walked by not daring to make eye contact.

He grabbed my hand. I  flinched, pulling away.

"Oh I'm so sorry . I didn't mean to scare you.  But it's not okay. This ", he said pointing at my raggedy clothing and appearance ," is not ok".

I glared at him. "I'm so fucking sorry I can't dress like you do", I said as I stormed by.

He stepped in front of me.

" You and I both know damn well that's not what I meant", he said glaring right back .

I leaned in closer and his breathing hitched. But right when It looked like I was about to kiss him, I whispered,

" Fuck you. I don't need your pity douche bag. And if you'll excuse me I have some hungry pricks to serve."

I pushed him away and pushed my cart full of pancakes to the dining room. 

I don't give a monkeys left tit who the guy was . He just needed to leave me alone.

I made a turn and entered the dining room of freakazoids.

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 Author's Note:

Hope you're enjoying the story so far! Please be sure to leave comments on what you think of the story so far! 

-BB x