Running With Wolves

Chapter 16

I saw my mother and my heart dropped into my stomach. 

I hated seeing her like this. She hadn't moved from the spot that I left her in. She was crying over my father's body and the more she sobbed, the more icicles formed around the castle. 

I wanted to comfort her, to hold her, to help her somehow. But something was stopping me. Something in my heart, wasn't letting me go over to her. 

Something evil, something sinister, something terrible was stopping me. So I didn't. I turned around, and started to walk the other way when I bumped into Crescent, and almost stepped on Blue. 

They kind of brought me back to myself and I walked back to my mother and went in for a hug. 

"NO!" She screamed shielding my father's body with hers. 

"DON'T EVER COME NEAR ME AGAIN!" 

I took a step back with the tears threatening to spill. 

"YOU ARE NOT MY DAUGHTER! YOU ARE NEVER WELCOMED INTO THIS LAND AGAIN!" 

My heart broke into a million pieces and a tear came out. I couldn't believe my mother said that. She was all I had, and now I don't even have her. 

I took another step back and she got up with an enraged face. 

"GET OUT! I'LL KILL YOU IF I SEE YOU AGAIN!" She screamed, coming closer with every word. 

I got the message. I didn't need to be told twice. 

I ran. I ran out of the castle, out the door, and back to the waterfall. The wooden door wasn't there, and I didn't have Crescent with me. I tried to do the password she does and sure enough, the small wooden door appeared. 

I walked through and soon as I turned around the hill, I ran. For hours I just ran around the woods trying to figure out where I was. I eventually ended up by my old house. It's been so long. I walked to the porch, took a deep breath and opened the door. It looked the same as before. I closed the door and looked around. 

The kitchen, living room, backyard, and washroom all seemed untouched. 

I went upstairs to my room. 

Destroyed. 

Everything was just demolished. 

So this is what he did. 

All the tears I was holding in, came out, and the sobbing started. I was sobbing so hard, I needed to take a gulp of air. I put my hands on the window and saw that there was a picture was there. I was a really old picture of when I was 3, and my mother and father were standing with me.

It was ripped and crumpled but I still hated it. 

The sadness turned into anger in a flash. I ran downstairs and took out a lighter from the bottom drawer. I stared at the luminescent flame, watching the tinges of yellow and orange. I let the picture burn without any emotion. 

I was satisfied and saw that it was almost night.

I might as well live here now. 

I have no one to hurt me, and I'll get a job and make a living for myself. Yeah, that sounds good. And so I decided this is now my new home. I will live a normal, abuse free, supernatural free, wolf free life. 

Yeah, that's good.