Scarred

Chapter Five: Trust.

I don't usually do Authors notes, but I feel like this is one that needs explaining. 

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Two and a Half Years Ago.

I was on the swing in the garden. Flowers were in full bloom everywhere. I kicked my legs out and pumped them up and down gaining momentum. The white sun-dress I was wearing was flying up to my upper thighs as I laughed like a mad-woman let go and jumped out onto the soft grass. I let myself fall to my knees and throw myself back in a bed of forget-me-nots. Huge fluffy clouds were passing me by. I made a game of what they were, A dragon, A dog, A toaster. I laughed as I came up with odder things to see. Today was my sixteenth birthday and I was excited for the party tonight. I heard my Daddy call me and I ran from the garden to greet him with a hug.

“Hey Little Red.” He cooed affectionately. My golden eyes looked up into his hazel ones. He kissed my head. “What were you doing?” He asked curiously.

“I was just swinging.” I shrugged. He nodded and patted my head.

“Okay, I was just wondering what you were up to. You have to come get ready soon, so don't wander off too far, okay?” I smiled brightly and nodded. I wouldn't miss my own party for the world. I would get to see my friends Aubrey, and Khloe. I hadn't seen them for awhile and I looked forward to getting to spend some time with them. Deciding I couldn't wait, I ran up to my beautiful room my mother had decorated for me before she passed away. It was a lilac color, and I had a beautiful four-poster bed with huge fluffy white sheets, and a lacy canopy on top. All of my Furniture was a dark walnut, and made the white stand out in stark contrast. I walked over to my vanity and turned on my curling iron before deciding on my outfit for tonight.

I decided on a beautiful purple sundress with red cherry blossoms on it. I slipped into a pair of black ballet flats, and walked back to my vanity to curl my hair and put on my make-up. I went for the smokey eye look, and applied the rest of my make-up with natural colors. I wanted to bring attention to my eyes. I loved their pretty golden color. They were my Mothers eyes. At the thought I looked at the picture I had of her. She was smiling and her wild deep auburn hair was trying to escape a braid down her back, Her golden eyes sparkling with excitement. A little pink bundle was in her arms with a sprinkling of bright red hair. I don't know how old I was in the picture, maybe three or four months old? Either way, she had looked happy. I silently thanked the Moon Mother for the ten years she gave me with her before she passed. I kissed her picture before I stood and walked out of my room.

A bunch of people were already arriving for my Sweet Sixteenth. I could see a lot of familiar faces of Adults in my Pack, but I didn't see Aubrey or Khloe yet. I decided to walk around the gardens a little more before I went a socialized. I picked my favorite spot in the bed of forget-me-nots, and began to weave a crown of the pretty purple and white flowers. I remember my Daddy telling me at one point these had been my Mother's favorite too. Thats why he had planted so many. I heard foot steps coming up behind me, but I didn't turn. I smiled and put the crown on my head, thinking it was my Daddy.