Clueless

Runts POV

"Runt get your ass over here, don't be a coward in the corner" Alpha Koji stands at the doorway to my 'room' while i sit facing the wall in the corner. Alpha Koji was the only person I saw often. He rented me out to people to 'make a quick buck off of my body'.

The pack members and sometimes visiting wolves were allowed to do anything with me except 'the last step'. Alpha says I don't deserve that pleasure and it would be a terrible sight to see me any fatter than I already was if I became pregnant.

My parents were killed when I was first born and I only know this because Alpha Koji loves to rub it in my face. He loves making me feel bad about my entire existence.

Ever since they were killed Alpha says he's locked me away from the 'real world' to obey and serve him. I kinda remember what life was like outside of the basement but it's sort of foggy given i was so young. Alpha told me I was 18 last time I asked my age. Once a week i could ask him a question, whatever question I wanted. Just not what my name was.

Sometimes I go days without food because Alpha just doesn't care to bring anything. I've grown used to it over the years though and find myself portioning the food i do get to make it possible for two pieces of bread to last me until visible mold shows up. Sometimes i can keep food for a week and other times it's given to me already half rotten.

Im not the smartest given i've been down here almost my whole life but sometimes visitors teach me things. For example two nights ago a middle aged man came into my room enraged until seeing me. His tone changed completely and he said i'm 'way to skinny to touch or i'd break'. After this strange comment, I asked if he could explain to me what skinny was. Usually stupid questions like these wouldn't get a response but he took his time explaining the best he could. I can't remember everything he said but that's when I finally understood the terms skinny vs fat and that i'm apparently terribly thin.

Standing from the corner i slowly walk towards Alpha and bow my head not meeting his eyes as a sign of respect. I can feel the anger radiating off of him. He often came here to let out his anger by beating me until I passed out.

"I have a very special guest coming tomorrow and i'm sure he'd absolutely love to come see you. If he is not pleased with you I will not hesitate to beat you until you never wake up. Don't make me do that Runt." He slaps me across the face, it didn't hurt, i've been through worse. "You will not have permission for dinner tonight or breakfast tomorrow. You need to loose some weight before he sees you. Everyone must look their best. "

Alpha turns and slams the door to the basement, leaving me alone again. I walk to my bed in the corner of the room. My part of the basement is pretty simple; in one corner is my bed, which consists of cardboard boxes laying flat on the ground, a thin sheet and an old horse blanket. This horse blanket was a gift from one of my visitors after coming down one winter and finding me clinging to life.
On the bright side, I do find it very comfortable. Before I was given the horse blanket I laid on just cardboard with almost no way to trap the heat in. Occupying the second corner is my clothing pile, I have three shirts, two pairs of pants, a sweater and my undergarments.

Alpha was supposed to have brought me dinner so it must be late, meaning I should get to bed. A boy who introduced himself as Ronny came to see me today.... let me tell you, Ronny's a lot stronger than he looks. I have a toilet and sink in the third corner of my room where i go to check on my cuts and wash them out if i need to. Earlier Ronny had held me up by my neck against the hard rock wall of the basement, pressing my neck further into the wall as my airways closed and my eyes began to roll back into my head. A deep red mark was left around my collar... I wasn't lying when i said he was strong.

After tending to my older cuts and my fresh bald patch on the left side of my head (also thanks to Ronny) I shuffled over to my bed. It was winter, I knew that for sure because it was super cold. On a night like tonight this horse blanket didn't seem like much, even when you're also wearing every layer of clothing you have.

I shook violently, the cold bitting at my frame before falling asleep from exhaustion. My long blonde hair knotted in a bun at the top of my head. I didn't have a brush so the easiest thing to do was get a rubber band and tie it high and messy. No one ever cares what i looked like.. unless i had a scheduled visitor of course.

My nightmares were full of the usual. Alpha comes he beats me, his men come to beat me, strangers come to beat me. One after the other, until the Alpha returns with a gun pointed straight at me.

At that point I always wake up.
I wake up crying.
I call them nightmares because i'm asleep.
If I was awake it would be a dream.

Chapters will become longer, Its just hard with the first few.
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