Bella's Younger Sister

Chapter 11

I make some breakfast and clean the house again. First I start with the kitchen, then I move onto the living room, bathroom, and then I enter Bella's room to get her laundry basket. When I look on her bed I see a note. I pick it up and it says:

Maya,

Sorry for ditching you today. I wanted to show Jake something. I promise that we will have our sister day soon. If you need me, text me.

                                                                                  See ya later,

                                                                                           Bella.

I text Seth and ask if he wants to hang out with me.

From: Seth

To: Maya

Yeah sure. Come over whenever.

I go downstairs, grab my bag, and go get my bike. I probably should have left a note, oh well, to late to do that now. I don't really care if Bella comes home and I'm not here. From now on, I am going to get up earlier and leave before her. That way, if she want's to have a sisters day, I wont be here. I know it sounds childish, but I am mad right at the moment.

I decide to take the short cut through the woods again. I love the woods. It's not like those wolves are going to hurt me. I hope that I can see that black one again. I need to give it a name. I can't keep calling it 'it'. That's just not right. As I am thinking, something, no someone, runs right in front of me. Then, the pack of wolves do to. I didn't stop in time and my bike served trying not to hit them. I flip off my bike and land on my bad hand. I think that my arm is broken now.

I look down at my arm, and I can see the bone sticking out a little. It will leave a cool scar though. I stand up and see the my bike is bent a little. I probably wont be able to ride it. I check out the rest of my body. It doesn't look, or feel, like anything else is broken. I stand up and brush myself off, with one hand. I cradle my arm to my chest and walk over to where my bike is. I pick it up and try to get on it.

I hear a whine from where the wolves ran to. I turn my head slowly and see the black one looking at me an walking onto the trail. "Hey boy, you are a boy right?" He nods his head and looks at my arm. I can see the question in his eyes. 'Did I do that?' He whines and I know that's what he is asking.

I look at my arm and then back at him. "Don't worry boy. I am okay. Just a little scratch." I can tell that he doesn't believe me. "I have to go. My friend is waiting for me." He nods his head and runs off. I get back on y bike and ride to Seth's house. I go back on the main road about three miles away. That way he doesn't see me come out through the woods. It is not easy to turn a bike with one hand.

I get off my bike at the end of his driveway and walk it up to the house. I walk up the steps to the porch and knock on the door. I quietly wait for someone to answer the door, while still cradling my arm. Leah answers the door, and just glares at me. I don't understand why she hates me. She never liked me. Since we were little, she never liked me hanging around at the house. "Hey Leah, is Seth here?"

"In his room." She grunts. I slowly slip past her and into the house. I take my shoes off and head up the stairs to Seth's bedroom. When I get five feet from his door, I can hear his music blaring. It is kind of loud. I knock on the door but there is know answer. I knock again, still nothing. I decide that there is know use in knocking because he wont hear it, so I just walk in. When I open the door, I see him standing with his back to me, in just a pair of jeans. He looks pretty nice. He is picking up his floor and making his bed.

I walk in and shut his door. I don't make a sound. Just watch him clean. I know it sounds creepy, but it is entertaining. I cover my mouth with my hand so I don't laugh to loud and give away that I am here. Soon he turns around and stops everything that he is doing. At some point he started singing. "How long have you been there?"

"Not that long." I couldn't help but notice that his chest looked very nice bare.

"What happened to your arm?" He asks walking over to me and carefully takes my arm. I wince when he grabs and I think that he notices.

"I lost control of my bike on the way here and I fell off onto the ground." I say as he examines my arm, "It might be broken, but it doesn't hurt that much."

"Come one. I am going to get my mom to take you to the hospital. Call your dad and have him meet us there." I take my cell phone out and call my dad at the station.

"Hey dad. Don't freak out, but I am going to the hospital."

"What! What happened?" He exclaims. "I am on my way there, don't worry." He hung up before I could explain what happened.

"He didn't let you explain did he?"

"No."

"Hey sweetie. How are you doing?" Sue asks.

"Mom, can you take her to the hospital. She thinks her arm is broken."

"What happened?"

"I lost control of my bike and flipped off it."

"Come on." We go out to the car and as we drive by the woods, I see the pack of wolves and couldn't help but smile.