The Alpha & The Ripper

Chapter 15: Nightmares

~8 years ago (Elsa, 10 years old)~

"Elsa, get off your brother before you break him." My mom laughed as I had my big brother Shawn pinned to the ground. 

"Not until he apologizes!" I hissed at him, bringing his leg upward to his head more, having him wince more in pain.

"Apologize for eating from my secret stash!" I demanded, twisting him arm more.

"Okay, Okay! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" he quickly apologizes after a good three minutes of being pinned. When I was satisfied with the apology, I released him and got off of his back, helping him up as well.

"Dang girl, how the hell are you stronger than me? I'm older!" Shawn complained, frowning that I actually had him pinned into 2.5 seconds.

"You should know that if you touch my secret stash of candy, I show no mercy to anyone." I playfully threatened, joining my mom as she chuckles at us kids. She was busy making us dinner and daddy was at work right now.

"Yeah, if only you would act like that when we're facing the werewolves, instead of acting like a big baby around them." Melissa comments as she flips throw the channels on the TV. I frown in embarrassment and look down.

"Hey, that wasn't nice! Apologize, now! " Mom comes into the room. Melissa rolls her eyes and looks at me.

"I'm sorry I hurt your little feelings, Elsa. I forgot you supposedly have a big heart but a small brain," Melissa smirked as she does what she calls an apology.

"Melissa!" Mom hissed, walking into the living room. "Now you have to understand something. Your sister has a different opinion on how she sees those things, we can not do anything to change that. I would never pressure you kids into doing something you don't feel comfortable doing. Your sister has made her decision and we all need to learn to accept that."

I peeking up to watch mom yell at Melissa, explaining the decision I made last week. I had decided not to become a hunter. I have only been on five jobs with my family, and all I ever managed to do was almost get myself or one of them killed because I was too scared to kill a wolf. You can call me a baby, I just can't see myself becoming a hunter and being like my mom or my dad. Melissa and Shawn love it and they love killing those wolves, I just don't see how they can actually do that.

I felt Shawn grab my hand and pulls me forward. "Come on, let's go play outside."

I hesitated before nodding and I just walk outside with Shawn, ignoring Melissa. Melissa does not like that I gave up hunting and she keeps calling me a baby and a weak little brat. My dad isn't to thrilled about it either. Actually, he hasn't really looked at me since I told him and mom. Mom, well, she was a little disappointed, but all she really wants is for me to be happy. Shawn doesn't give a shit what I do, he says I'm still his little sister and he loves me know matter what.

"Elsa," Shawn says, snapping me out if my thoughts. I look up at him, questioningly. "Don't listen to Melissa, she is just picking on you because she has nothing better to do."

"I just wish she would stop. I already have daddy upset with me, I don't need my own sister ganging up on me because I refuse to hunt."

"I guess she just doesn't understand how you feel and what you feel towards them. Neither does dad," Shawn pointed out.

"I feel... I feel like a murder when I kill them. Like I murdering innocent people. I know some of them aren't innocent, but come on Shawn, those wolves beg us to spare their lives, telling us they mean know harm to others! And we still kill them! It just seems wrong to me, I don't expect any of you to understand." I explained to him for probably the 50th time. If anyone understands me enough, it is definitely Shawn. Him and my mother are the only ones who understand me clearly. But Shawn, I feel so attached to him. He isn't just my big brother, he is my best friend. I love him more than anything. Him and my mom are the ones who I am closest with. My dad and Melissa will just never understand me.