Bumps and Bruises

I was lying on the bed tossing and turning. The bed began to slowly spin and I'm surrounded in darkness. I begin to spin faster and white mixes in with the black, creating a hypnotising spiral. Suddenly the bed dropped and I gripped onto the frame, my eyes feel like they're glued shut. I blinked and now they won't open. I feel like I'm weightless, free falling. I can feel the sweat roll down my body as I begin to panic. Shaking my head I try to open my eyes, each time my eye lids move a bit more. The bed stopped falling and as if it turned into a trampoline I bounced off it. My heartbeat was erratic, it became increasingly difficult to breathe as I felt the air is getting thinner. I gasp for breath and am stunned by a bright light. At first everything is blurry and there's a pounding in my head. I blink a few times and place my hand on my chest attempting to calm my heart rate.

Once I got to grips with my surroundings and realised it was just another nightmare I noticed my saviour was not a person but a noise. Someone ferociously knocking on the door must have woken me up. I will never understand these werewolves. I tried to sneak the last oreo last night and within seconds I was surrounded. They could hear the crinkling of the oreo packet but someone banging on the door goes unnoticed. It's one of the mornings I haven't woken up in a cage of Luke's arms. I groaned and pushed myself off the couch. I took Luke's jumper off the floor, he can deal with it. He's sleeping like a baby and I have to get the door. I can't wait to wake him up.

I slowly stumbled towards the door as if I had been drinking. The knocking had spaced out and quietened. I feel like I could sleep for a week. I slowly opened the door and yawned simultaneously. Before I had a chance to open my eyes I was grabbed. I pushed off my attackers shoulders and swung a left hook. My fist is quickly engulfed by a much larger hand. My eyes readjusted and I screamed.

"I told you be careful"

I heard a growl echo through the house, sleeping beauty is awake but it didn't stop with him. I heard multiple footsteps but I'm frozen. Luke tore through the hall ready for a war but the sight he's met with is definitely not what he expected. His dad standing outside, his mother clutching his girlfriend for dear life and his friends stumbling down the stairs.

"Mum? Dad?" His confusion was quite funny but I have to admit I was just as confused.

She finally let me go and we kind of awkwardly stood there.

"What's all the screaming about did Luke finally-"

I've never heard Zach shut up so quickly. Right now he's getting the look and we're all trying to keep a straight face. Luke's mum turned her gaze to me, she approached me and began to give out.

"Who is not looking after my future daughter in law, this packs luna?"

This confused me because i'm treated like a queen here. She examined me from head to toe and stepped closer. She lifted Luke's jumper and my top, exposing my stomach. I saw how she hesitated for a second, I guess it's to do with my scars.

"Oh no no, this will not do" she grabbed my stomach

"there's nothing there! How will you carry my grandchildren without some meat on your bones? I will sort this out before I leave."

I think I was just given out to for being too toned, well that's a change of events. She left all of us standing in the hall astonished as she walked to the kitchen. Jack, Luke's father just nodded at us and followed his wife.

I waited until I turned around to face the other confused faces.

"I NEARLY FUCKING HIT YOUR MUM!" I whisper shouted. Their heads snapped towards me. In a low voice I quickly explained what happened, my chest rising and falling at an incredible rate. For the second time today I can feel my chest tightening. I put my hand on my chest and tried to steady my breathing. I don't want to cause a scene.

"Princess look at me"

Luke wrapped his arm around my waist and rested his hand on my stomach. His lips by my ear he whispered to help regulate my breathing. I soon gained control and it's as if nothing happened. Bonnie, Aaron and Zach had dispersed during my almost panic attack. I put my hand on Luke's to let him know I was ok but he showed no sign of letting me go. I turned in his grasp and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him down for a good morning hug.

"Come on you love birds" we strolled into the kitchen. Well that was an eventful morning. There was a full fry laid out in front of one of the stools which Luke immediately took. A growl stopped Luke from taking his seat, this was a lighter growl and unfamiliar. Luke's mum was glaring at him, snarling. Wow she's one passionate woman.

"Don't you even think about it young man, a bowl of cereal for you. That is for my future daughter in law."

She flashed me a smile. Her mood changed so quickly, I'm kind of frightened of what would happen if I don't eat this. With a huff Luke still took the seat, if looks could kill he'd be digging is own grave right now. He rolled his eyes at his mum and pulled me onto his lap where I devoured the deliciously prepared breakfast. I'm well aware of all the jealous eyes on me but to be quite honest I don't give a fuck right now, this is heaven.

I thought I was bad but with Sandra around no one gets any rest. She put us all to work on decorating the house and wrapping presents. Even the "pack business" excuse didn't work on her. I didn't even get a chance to change, I have tinsel in my hair and tape stuck to my sock. I've been engulfed by boxes and baubles. Training was called off, they should have ran while they could. Instead the twins are hanging lights on the roof, hulk and Luke are putting up the tree. Bonnie and Aaron are hanging decorations. Zach well I actually don't know what Zach is doing, he's just being him. We were all sent to our stations while Jack and Sandra stayed in the kitchen and baked. The thought of Jack in an apron made me a lot happier then it should have, I wonder if I could get Luke in one.

I'm in the midst of creating my leaning tower of presents. It's structural integrity is questionable but it's beauty is undeniable. I've spent the last five minutes trying to find the end of the roll of tape and this is the most irritating thing in the world. Someone stole my scissors and my ass has gone numb from sitting on the floor for so long. That's it, I give up. I flopped down onto the floor, sprawled out and making sounds of anguish. Staring at the ceiling I shouted

"SOMEONE RING THE AFGHANS AND TELL THEM THIS IS WHAT REAL TORTURE IS".

I heard gasps and laughter, "ALEX YOU CAN'T SAY THAT"

Bonnie's words echoed through the house as I'm sure mine had done moments before, "WELL I JUST DID".

I haven't moved in the last 5 minutes, the sound of footsteps caught my attention. Someone is running down the stairs as if their feet are on fire. I could only exert myself to turn my head, nothing more. I recognise those shoes and legs, it's Zach. I wonder what shoved a rocket up his ass. He halted when he saw me lying on the floor. Slowly he approached me but the vibrations got stronger as he got closer. Zach stood over me, his feet parallel with my pelvis. I remained still, puzzled as to what the hell he's doing.

"No wonder Luke doesn't take his hands off you."

Zach's leaning forward, talking down at me. It's not his most flattering angle, it makes him look sinister. There's no doubt in my mind that it was meant as a cryptic message. I stayed quiet until he continued

"especially when you're wearing these".

He moved his arms from behind his back revealing a piece of material. At first it was difficult to make out but once he held them out it was like he presented me his death wish. It's nothing other than a pair of victoria secret underwear that was purchased when Bonnie and I went shopping.

"ZACKARY QUENTIN SHEA"

I grabbed his ankles and pulled them out from underneath him while simultaneously moving my own legs so I would not get hurt. Zach hit the ground full force. He let out a groan and I grabbed my underwear while giving him a dig in the ribs. Sandra came running out of the kitchen

"is everything ok? I heard a bang".

I rolled on my side and looked up at Sandra, "he's fine he just slipped".

Zach went to speak but my elbow quickly pinning his hand to the floor shut him up fairly fast. She smiled at me and then walked away. As soon as the kitchen door closed Zach knocked my elbow and it slammed off the floor. I moved so I was on all fours before I attempted to stand up. Zach grabbed hold of my ankle and pulled me back, once again I'm flat on the floor but I didn't go quietly. My ribs banged off the floor

"YOU ASSHOLE my boobs hurt".

Zach laughed so hard that he loosened his grip, I rolled over and just began kicking. I couldn't be bothered being tactical, I just want to sleep.

Zach huffed and groaned but never fought back. I don't know if it's because i'm his Luna or because he's tired but he just didn't fight back. He wriggled and moved as I relentlessly kick. He's getting closer and closer but hasn't made his move yet. In a split second he pinned my hands to the floor and grabbed my underwear, putting it on his head. This is a very intimate position and disturbing sight. It gave me an idea. If Zach wants to play dirty, lets play dirty.

I started increasing my breathing rate to get my heart racing. After a few seconds of mimicking panic I saw Zach's demeanour change slowly. The panic slowly showing in his eyes. I took a deep breath and screamed as loud as I could. I heard growling and heavy footsteps but that was all background noise as I grabbed Zach's arm and twisted it, forcing his torso to make contact with the wooden floor as I moved onto my side. I held him there, continuously bending his arm until he apologised. He was about to break I could feel it when suddenly all I could feel was air.

Strong arms lifted off the floor and off Zach. They're not the arms that i'm used to. This isn't Luke. I began to struggle but the Hulks voice soothed me, it figures he's the only one brave enough to touch me. I calmed down but the scene in front of me well holy shit. Luke has Zach pinned to the wall by this throat and he's growling, it's not a warning growl or a playful growl, he's out for blood.

"Your hands were on my girl. You. Hurt. Her!"

I've never seen Luke like this. He has completely lost it.

Instead of trying to talk him down Zach is forcefully trying to escape his grasp. He'll never learn. Luke is treating him like a rogue. Bonnie and Aaron soon joined us, suddenly it's becoming too crowded with the hot heads in the room. Someone needs to stop this. We've all been bickering about how to approach his, oddly enough no one wants to go against a pissed off Alpha.....who would have guessed? They're telling me I have to be careful, they want me to leave the room. What are they going to do? Restrain him like a wild animal? That's not going to work. Sure i've only known Luke a split second compared to them but even I know brute force will NOT work with him.

Luke isn't showing any sign of easing off, every second that passes he's getting angrier and angrier. Zach can't take much more of this. I pushed passed the quarrelling group and quietly made my way to the growling giants who are now throwing punches. Luke raised his fist to throw another punch when I grabbed his colossal hand in my tiny hands. This caught his attention but it was like he's in a daze. Forcing his elbow back and using his forearm Luke flings me to the floor with force i've never felt before. I hit the floor and my entire torso bounces, my face proving to be a useless cushion from the damage.

The life in the room died as I made contact with the floor. There are no sounds, no one speaking, I doubt anyone is even breathing. Slowly my head stopped spinning, there was such force behind the hit that the blow forced my torso to twist. So not only was I hit but I also landed on the same side. The sickly metallic taste burst in my mouth, like i'm sure my lip did upon impact. It's like i'm chewing on an iron starburst. I find my footing and attempt to stand up without moving my ribs, so without breathing. It feels like they're broken and if I move they'll all just fall out of place. I try to not let it show but it hurts. Using the back of my hand I wipe my mouth, immediately regretting it. It stings but at least I got rid of the blood.

Ok so plan A didn't go quite to plan. Once steady on my feet, my hands are elevated to attempt to keep my balance. There's two of everyone and they're quite blurry. I can hear the threats and screams as the scene continued to play as if I wasn't there. Lifting my hands and placing them in my mouth, desperately trying to avoid the open cut, I blew hard. This should surely get their attention. It resulted in a high pitched whistle that could only be compared to nails on a chalkboard. With their extra sensitive hearing they flinched from the sudden sharp sound ringing in their ears. I ignored the pain in my ribs begging me to stop and in one deep breath silenced the room with one word.

Enough!

Enough time wasted. Enough bruises. Enough blood shed. Enough screaming. Enough threats. Enough hits. Enough planning. Enough messing about. Enough sitting back. Enough fighting. Just enough! I've had enough.

They were all quiet, no one dared speak so I did.

"You are acting like children! This is disgraceful. Look at the state of you two. Look at the state of me, look what it has done to me. It's not just you two in the room others are getting hurt and I have had enough. Luke he did NOT hurt me. Now act your age and get your shit together. The former Luna wants a respectable decorated household and that is what she shall get. Am. I. Clear?"

With each word Luke seemed to come out of his rage daze and lower Zach until his hands were by his side. They were paying full attention to my every word and have calmed down. There was silence as they nodded their heads and looked down in shame but Luke looked confused and in pain. A gruff voice broke the silence

"well done, I didn't believe them but you really are something special."

Jack is leaning on the frame to the kitchen door, watching us. He continued to talk. "Most would be broken if they were hurt by their mate-"

Luke quickly cut him off with a nasty snarl. "I'd never hurt her"

I walked over to him as Bonnie and Aron assisted Zach.

"Luke look at me" his gaze shifted and you could see the emotion pour out of him. Like water simmering I could see the anger building up. I reached out and lifted his hand, bringing it to my face. Drawing his attention to where it hurts the most.

"This is what he's talking about" Luke shook his head "how did this happen?" Does he not remember? How couldn't he?

I turned to look at Jack.

"He feared your life was in danger, you haven't properly mated yet. Yesterday he thought he'd never see you again when you and Bonnie went on your adventure. That mixed with the insecurities of every male wolf, the struggle for control and your great acting it was like a red flag to a bull. As if he was drunk, he remembers nothing. He just wanted to protect you but you tried to help and well you know what happened from there."

I turned to Luke "it's ok, i'll explain later."

Holding my breath I lifted my left foot but the vibrations as it hit the floor travelled up my body and rested in my ribs. The pain made my eyes water but all I have to do is make it into the kitchen. Luke stood there and began talking to his dad. Aaron, Bonnie and Zach have once again made themselves scarce. Out of sight, out of mind. If only it was that easy.

I successfully made it into the kitchen, I had told them my lip was the only injury. It was the only way they wouldn't make a huge fuss. Luke could sense my desperation to be alone and even though I could see it physically pain him to watch me walk out of the room without him by my side to make sure I'm ok. I just need some head space. I got to the fridge/freezer and as I bent down to get a bag of frozen anything for my lip the pain in my ribs was excruciating. Deep breathes as I took a step to the left to stand in front of the glass oven door which is thankfully chest height. Even with the light reflection I could make out a dark patch over my ribs. They're definitely bruised, maybe even fractured.

There was a light gasp, I dropped my top and spun around to face Sandra. She put the bags of food on the counter and hurried over to me.

"I came back as soon as I heard. I didn't think he'd hurt you. This is awful, you look a-........lovely. Did you do something with your hair?"

I laughed at Sandra's attempt at saving herself. She sat me down and started to clean me up. I'd have to see Dr. Michael about my ribs but Sandra went upstairs for a first aid kit. This is going to be a long night!

The door opened and Zach came in with his bloody shirt in hand, many shades of purple and red from bruises and dry blood. He halted when he saw me. I smiled and shook me head.

"One question" Zach made eye contact once again, the sorrow clear in his eyes.

"Why?" A cheeky smile crossed his lips and he answered with three simple words.

"I was dared"

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Author's Note :

Sorry this took so long but if you follow me on twitter you will know it was my birthday recently so i've been at my friends for a week. It is currently 1am and I have a drunk boyfriend to look after so goodnight and enjoy x

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