Author's notes: This story came to mind with the t.v. show : "Breaking Bonaduce." That show really comes into play when there is an attempt at suicide in this chapter. Don't worry if you hadn't ever watched the show.
I really hope you enjoy it. There will be more up soon, if you all like it. :) Please review and I'll will return and try toreview yours. : D I really like it. This is just the prologue, so don't worry if Remus isn't in it. You need to learn about the other main character.
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Prologue :
Caleb Verniere gazed at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. His damp brown hair had a red tint to it as he stood under the light. Caleb stared at his gaunt ten year old body. Having once been a happy child, he couldn't believe the sudden transformation that had happened almost one year ago. Yes, "transformation" was right. Once every month he was consumed by the monster. It was that very monster that made dark green eyes turn with longing toward his father's razor blade sitting on the sink counter.
Caleb jumped at a sharp knock on the bathroom door. "Get out of the bathroom this instant! Your grandparents will be here any minute now!" his mother, Catherine yelled.
When the boy didn't respond, he heard his father's voice. "Don't make me force the door open! Get out now!" Everest commanded.
Hesitantly, Caleb opened the door. With his head down he mumbled, "May I stay and see Grandpop and Grandmum?"
The enraged Everest grabbed Caleb by the shirt collar and pushed him up against the wall. "Don't, you ever talk back to me, understand? You're forgetting your place boy" Everest sneered.
"Get your hands off of me!" the werewolf growled. A look of fear passed quickly through Everest's eyes. He threw Caleb to the floor.
"Out of my sight Creature, now!" the man bellowed. Meekly, Caleb stood up and went down into the basement.
As Catherine watched this whole scene her green eyes filled with tears. Part of her recognized Caleb as her son, but the other part repulsed the monster in him. Seeing this, Everest pulled her into his arms. "That thing is not your son. Don't waste your tears…" he spoke gruffly.
Caleb sat listening to the conversation between his parents and grandparents going on upstairs.
"So, how is young Caleb?" his grandfather questioned.
"He's still in a coma. We had him brought home from the hospital because we know he'll probably never come out," Catherine said with a small sniffle. She proceeded in dabbing her eyes with her handkerchief while Everest put his hand on her back.
Caleb sighed. They went through this routine every time someone came over. His parents told their guests that he was bedridden and that they couldn't see him because it was just too painful. It was downright disgusting.
Dreams of going to Hogwart's flew out the window. Instead, they were replaced with dreams of fright and rejection, nightmares of that horrible evening when his life was turned upside down.
The young boy fingered the blade in his hand. He heard his father coming to the basement door. Caleb knew he only had one choice, to run. He climbed up to the dusty dirt covered window and pushed it open. Running across the lawn, Caleb's eyes became adjusted to the sky as the sun started fall. He scaled the fence in one jump and headed to the forest.
Once in the woods, Caleb took out the razor. Kneeling in the same spot where he had played on the night of his ninth birthday, the boy cut at his wrist with the dull blade. Small drops of blood trickled from the cut as he chopped at his wrist again. More blood began to flow. So much that Caleb fell over on his side; the world blackened out around him.
Author's ending notes: I do hope you liked this chapter. The next chapter is the introduction to Remus. Please review!
-DiscomoboulatedDrummer