School has been hell all week. Sam has been making out with girls in the hallways, classrooms and closets. Basically anywhere I could see him. He would always smirk at me, like he was rubbing it in my face that I wasn't the one being kissed. I have to admit that I was a tiny bit jealous of all the skanky girls. I was furious though when I walked to my locker and saw him making out with Peyton Adams, the schools skanky hoe. I hated her with a passion and so did Sam, well obviously not anymore since his tongue was shoved down her throat. To think that I had kissed him.
I also saw wolfy every day at 8:00 at night on the dot. We never arranged a time, it was just a coincidence. He was always so attentive and I always told him about my day and my problems. It's nice for someone to listen, even if they were a wolf.
When I got home on Friday after school I could tell something was wrong. My Mum's car was in the driveway meaning that she was home. That means that she's two weeks early home. That's a really bad sign. As I walked through the door I could hear my mum and brother talking quietly in the living room. I walked in and saw them sitting opposite each other on the sofas. I went and sat next to my brother.
"Sophie and Jake, I have some news" She said sadly. "Your Father had heart attack and died, three days ago. I was notified by the hospital today". She said slowly.
My Dads dead. I mean, I know he was mean to me, my mum and brother when I was younger but he was still my Dad. Still my flesh and blood. You only get one dad. I honestly didn't know how to react. I was shocked. I hadn't heard anything about or from my Dad for years.
"The funeral is in three days" She said and then walked to her room.
Jake stood up and walked out of the room as well. I didn't see his face so I didn't know how he was taking the news. I didn't know how I was taking this news. My Dad is dead. My Dad is dead. It kept repeating in my head like a chant. It began to sink in. He's never coming back. Never. I'll never see him again for as long as I live. My dad's dead.
I ran out of the lounge room and out the front door. I stumbled into the forest and then took off deep into the forest. I think I ran for an hour but I'm not sure. I fell onto the ground, curling up on the forest floor and crying. I have no one. I'm all alone. Where is Sam? What happened to us? I need you Sam. I need you..
I fell asleep soon after I stopped crying. My Dad's dead, I kept thinking.
-HEY GUYS!!
Third chapter for today! This is the last one for today and I will upload again tomorrow so don't worry! Aw, poor Sophie :(
-COMMENT!!
-VOTE!!
-FAN!!
LivCameronn

YOU ARE READING
Mine
WerewolfSophie was only young when her father mentally abused her. The day her mum was finally able to build up courage, he was demanded to leave and never return, and Sophie's life had seemed better since. Now seventeen, she is best friends with a guy call...