In My Head

Chapter 10

I was just about to walk away when Kade stopped me.

"Where you going?" He asked.

"I'm going to go get my stuff out of the car. I'm pretty sure its gonna rain and I don't wanna get wet."

"Well Edwin already brought your bags in. Plus I have to show you your room and around the house and stuff.

He was being so cool about this whole thing. Like it was normal for me to just be walking around his pack house. In a weird way I felt completely at home. Like I belonged here.

" Heyy, "he said" you'll never guess who's here."

I was kinda nervous and excited. I'm one for surprises. Its kind of a bitter sweet thing, because on one hand I'm nosey but I also like them.

"Who? Omg is it Justin Bieber? Is he a werewolf too!" I said

The look he gave me told me I was insane and no where close to the person it really was.

"Ok," I said "give me a hint. It'll probably take one cause you give it away."

"Ok. I'll make this one hard," He said sounding so determined "You love her very much but she loves you more."

Only one women popped into my head in that moment.

His mom.

"¿Tu mamá está aquí?" I said ready to take off. The only problem was I didn't know this place so I would only end up lost.

"How in the world did you know?" He asks.

"She's the only mother I've ever known, stupid. Now come on and take me to her."

By the time we walked what felt like every inch of the building. We ended up in the kitchen.

"Heyy. Wasn't there a shorter way to get here?"

"Oh yea we were just up those stair, but you called me a name so I felt like you needed some exercise." Kade said smiling.

-_- I hate him so much.

I heard his mom laugh a deep angelic laugh.

I really did love her so much.

She looked at me with nothing but pure love as if I was one of her own. I loved that about her. She always made you feel like you belonged. I just felt like there was something else in this house that was pulling me to it. I resisted the urge to be curious.

Kades mom didnt want me to help her make dinner but I had nothing else better to do. So naturally I try to find interesting things to do. I decided to call my parents, maybe they might even answer.

*dial tone*

*dial tone*

*dial tone *

"Heyy angel," my mom said so tenderly I almost believed she was happy to hear from me. But even I had gotten used to my mothers false affection.

"Hey mom, is dad there?" I asked suddenly finding so many things to do to occupy my time.

"Yes honey give him a second."
My dad is my favorite. He always makes time for me. Well way more than my mom anyway.

"I'm sorry but your dad is busy right now, but I can talk."

I'd rather not

"Oh no it's fine I have to do something anyways. Have dad call me back later."

I hung up the phone feeling very deleted and sleepy. I guess I was drained considering the day I just had.