It started three years ago...
I was in jail for getting caught stealing food, and my sister for trying to shoot the vendor.
"So, Will-" I cut her off "Don't start." she paused then said "Okay..." I continued lying in the bed. Hoping with little hope that our parents would actually pick us up after we got our calls, when "Well, you two are getting bailed out." I looked up and heard Wendy my sister) say "By who?" the officer responds with "A man named Mr. P, says he needs new workers. And now you both owe him." I got up and walked over to the bars then said"Who said we wanted to be Bailed out." only for a tall businessman to step into view and very seriously said "Unless you want to be here all night sitting and waiting like the pair of mangie mutts you are. I'd suggest you come with me." I rolled my eyes. Ears down Mr. P saying "good mutt." before walking down the walk way, the officer opening the cell we were in and letting us follow.
Reluctantly I followed. Tail between my legs and ears down, now praying Danny wasn't working tonight. Ignoring him as we walked past his desk. Of course, I wouldn't hear the end of it when I got back to school, it'd be everything in the school "Hey did you hear? That weird wolf kid went to jail!" I imagined one of them saying, at least my group wouldn't judge... "Gods I'm tired..." I thought "hope this doesn't take too long. Hope I don't look tired." As I continued following Mr. P, he eventually stopped and turned to me and my sister, asking "what are you two lovely mutt's names?" my sister quickly saying "I'm Wendy. This is Willow." she pointed at me, Mr. P asking "is that not a girl name?" I looked him in the eyes and stared him down... why'd it matter, but finally responded with "I go by Will." hearing him say "Will it is." before turning and saying "C'mon now, we don't want to keep the crew waiting." I thought "crew? Why does this guy want us to meet other people? Who even is this guy?" finally saying "I don't understand why we're following you in the first place. We don't know you. How do we know you aren't some prick who sells kids?" my words however were met with. Giggles before he responds. "Very true. I could be. But why would I be allowing you to walk?" Wendy nudged me hard in the ribs. I was too tired to argue...
After hours of walking, I was barely functioning. I hadn't slept well last night, so it was probably visible, but we finally stopped in front of a large building, I wasn't paying attention anymore, too tired to even yawn at this point. I continued staring at the building until snap, snap "Will. You good?" I looked over at Wendy, staring a moment processing the question, and mumbled something along the lines of "Yeah, just tired" hearing Mr. P say from in front of us "Why don't you both come in and sleep, oh I'm sure you've both had such long nights?" Wendy nodded "Thank you, yes that would be great, c'mon Will"
I don't remember much from that afternoon, only that I woke up on a couch what felt like days later, the first thing that came to my mind was "Wait where am I?" before yawning and feeling my eyes close as I sat up. Yawning, only to hear "Good morning young man." my eyes opened quickly, Wendy on an armchair still sleeping and Mr. P sitting in another, book open on his lap. I yawned again, covering my mouth as I did thinking "Why am I still tired?" then rubbing my eyes attempting to become more awake, failing somehow, Mr. P asking " Would you like some coffee?" I mumbled something along the lines of "No, it's okay" getting cut off by a yawn, and laying back down on the couch, and drifting back to sleep...
