Soulmate Of A True Alpha
Scene 1

I must be 3 or 4 years old. I come back from the Stilinski house and go home.

Me: Hi, Mom!

I give my mom a k**s and head upstairs to jump on my brother, Scott.

Me: Scotty!!!

Scott: Raaah! Take off Hannah! You’re bothering me!

I settle down and put my head down, all sad. I raise my head and see my big brother all smiles and he throws himself at me to tickle me.

In the evening:

I go to wake Scott, who’s sleeping right next to me because I can’t sleep because our parents are fighting again. He takes my hand and we hide on the stairs to listen to them.

Mom: How dare you come home so drunk when our kids are right next door!

Our father topples over but regains his balance.

Dad: I like… Forget… My life!

I turn to Scott, who is captivated by their argument and shakes his hand, frightened.

Mom: You’re a terrible father! They could hear you!

Dad: So what? My life is so miserable I can touch one/ but here’s my beautiful little busybody!

Oh oh! He saw me… I stand up really uncomfortably and lower my head.

Me: You’re shouting too loud… It woke me up…

Mom: I’m sorry, darling… Go back to bed and I’ll come and see you soon.

I nod again, trembling, and head for the bedroom, glancing at Scott to keep him still.

Dad: Do you hear yourself? That little pest is spying on us and you’re apologizing?

Mom: Calm down, Raphaël, you’re going too far!

He doesn’t listen and grabs my arm, but I struggle. My mother shouts for him to let go and Scott emerges from his hiding place to try and take his hand off my arm, but our father grabs him and he slips down the stairs. I manage to disentangle myself and run to my brother and mother, who’s crouched over him. Our father also comes down and looks at his foolishness. Scott gets up and looks a little stunned, then says he doesn’t remember what happened.

Mom (Red with anger and crying): You’re going to… Leave this house… And don’t you dare try to contact my children!

Dad: No, I’m not going to give up on them, you selfish bastard!

My father grabs my arm violently and pulls me towards the door as I scream for him to let go but he doesn’t listen. My mother runs towards us but my father gives her a blow that knocks her down. I scream some more and my father pushes me into the car and bars the doors. The last things I see of my family are my mother and Scott hugging each other, their cheeks filled with tears.