WANTED [REWRITING]

WANTED

WHEN I REACHED the safety of my dads house, I slammed the door shut, locked it, and leaned against it, my breathing shallow from half running home.

I moved out of the doorway and into the view of the living room and saw my dad kicked back on the couch watching TV.

"You alright kiddo?" He asked when he saw I was out of breath.

"Y-yeah..." I replied breathless. "I'm...fine."

"You run a marathon just now?" He joked.

"Some...thing...like that," my chest heaved.

"Have a seat," he motioned at the spot next to him. I did as he said because I needed to sit down.

"Your mom called," he told me then.

"When?" I asked.

"A few minutes before you got here,"

"What did she want?" I wondered.

"Just to let us know they arrived safely and she asked how you were adjusting," he relayed.

I nodded,"Sounds like her."

"And she left you a number," he motioned to the kitchen. "It's on the board."

"Oh okay, I'll call her later tonight," I decided. I turned my attention to the TV,"What are you watching?"

"A show about cops," he replied. "I'm four seasons in,so it might be confusing for you."

"I'm sure I can follow," I said pulling out my phone and going to the film page that summarized all movies and shows. I quickly looked over the summary's of each season and it peaked my interest. I decided to give it a chance--as if I needed another show to obsess over.

When dinner was ready, we took a small break and sat down at the kitchen table to eat our food. Tonight we were having rabbit that my dad had hunted this morning in the woods. I looked at the meat that was slathered in barbecue sauce and decided i wasn't hungry.

"I think I'll just have a fruit tonight," I told him, just as he cut a piece of it off and placed it on my plate.

"Try it before you make judgement," he told me.

"Try what?" I said eyeing the meat on my plate. "What is it?"

"Rabbit's head," he replied, like he would about regular meat.

"I'm not eating it," I decided.

"Just try it, Mia. You might like it," he encouraged. 

I shook my head vehemently. "No, it's okay."

He sighed, "Alright, well you're lucky i thought ahead and cooked you some chicken breasts."

My ears perked up and my eyes widened, thankful. "Really?"