Icarus Falls

Chapter 1: Getting sold

"Daddy please don't let me go to him. I will work hard. I will do every thing else, I will work as your maid, but please not to the alpha", I plead with tears and snort running down my face.

My jeans ripped at the knees from kneeling and crawling around to plead with my step father.

"Don't you get it? You are just a burden and if you continue to be like this, I will leave you and your mother alone", he spits and drags his pants from my hold.

But If I remember vividly well, they were never his, they belonged to my father who died of a stroke two years ago.

About the same time I was put into this deep mud of misery.

"You bitch, didn't you hear him? Stop begging" mom kicks the maid who was subjected to pedicure and stands up in a jolt.

I watch her as she approaches me and even though all hope is lost, the sight of my mother calms me for a brief second.

Maybe she would talk to Jeffery to make a compromise.

But then, a hot slap lands on the side of my face and before I know what is going on, I hit the ground hard from the force of the slap.

I want to cry, but I find myself laughing in mockery.

I can not help but mock myself. What did I expect?

Sympathy?

From a woman who refused to breast feed me because she wanted to keep in shape or the woman who did not hesitate to bring in her boyfriend the day after my dad's death?

Rose was never the kindest, in fact, she was never kind and sometimes, I am convinced she wasn't born with a conscience towards anyone especially me.

Right now, Jeffery, her third boyfriend since dad died is all she can think about even in the house that my father built and for some reason, I understand that even Jeffery is going to be a thing of the past soon.

"Are you laughing? You bitch!" She says as she stomps on me with the heel of her right foot just in time for the door to burst open and people I can only recognize as the soldiers of the alpha king storm in.

And in that brief moment of recognition, I find a strength in me to pick my weak self up and run.

Anywhere away from them, anywhere away from the alpha king, because I know that if I go in with them, there will never be a chance for me to have my own life.

Never!

I race through to the kitchen and am about to break through the wooden door headfirst when I feel myself getting pulled back.

My heart quickens and I fight back with everything that I have.

Every part of my might both physical and mental that for some moment, I believe that my sheer determination will make me escape.

"You bastard, stay and let them take you. Or just die!" She screams and I realise who was holding me back.

My mother.

My heart breaks at the realization that even until the very end of it, she wouldn't stand up for me.

Because I was a mistake to her, she never considered me human.

That explains her lack of hesitation to sell me, her virgin daughter to the Alpha king who is in heat.

This happens every year, but I escaped because I was underaged.

Turning eighteen changed everything for me. They let me grief for two years and now, my life is about to skydive into a journey of misery I could never be saved from.

Some girls didn't even make it out alive, they said.

And that is about to be my fate too.

I soften as I am reached and dragged back to the living room by the soldiers.

My heart is shattered and I just want to die now that there is no more hope for me.

"You would never have amounted to anything anyways. Just bear the Alpha king a son and be grateful that you were even chosen", she says as if she isn't just glad about the thousand dollars wired into her account in exchange for me.

But that isn't all, because her words strike two cords in my heart.

I have always wanted to be someone who people could look up to with respect.

I have a dream, one she just talked down like ashes.

And that sharpens my resolve.

My dream?

I will achieve it and prove to her that I can amount to something great.

While she just like she has always wanted will stop being my mother.

"As from this moment onward, you are nobody to me", I tell her with spite laced in my words but something in me wishes that she would plead to take me back.

That she would realize how bad this is and save me.

Those are practically the last words my energy can form.

"You know I never wanted you anyways. So thank you. Everyone heard this bastard, I am no longer her mother", Rose says with a joy and laughter I have never seen her show before as I am taken out of the house that used to be my home with my father who loved me unconditionally.

My hope drains.

I feel weak as I am being dragged into the huge black car with expensively customized interiors which I immediately pass out in.

One minute, I am put into the vehicle that would lead me to the very end of my life, the next minute I find myself amongst another set of twenty three girls who are here for the same reason, but unlike me , they are all dressed prim and proper.

Was I drugged?