Wolf Talker II

CH/25

His head hit the door, and I turned my music up letting the ear buds drown out the sound of his begging. I didn’t want to hear it, I wanted him to leave me alone. Hear he was grounding me like a child, well then a child I would act.

    “Luna your father is on the phone” My eyes snapped open. Bastard called my dad on me. Getting up I opened the door a little, sure enough he had his cell open. I grabbed it slamming the door, in his face. I heard his growl, but didn’t say anything. I made grunting sounds.

    “Luna is that you?” My father asked.

    “umm humm” I answered.

    “Your pissed aren’t you.

    “Huh”

    “Ohh boy, your not eating just to make him feel bad right?”

    “Huh”   ~Huh means yes~ My father sighed.

    “Your not sick are you?” I went silent.

    “Take that as a no. Alright huh please don’t do anything else. I love you.   

    “Huh” Hanging up the cell, I opened the door. He was standing there I tossed it to him and closed the door again.

    “Luna!” Looking shocked while still holding food. He began to talk to me threw the door. I put my ear bud back in and curled into the tub.

    “Luna you have to eat, you can’t seriously be this mad at me. You’re the one who disobeyed orders. Why am I being punished for what you did.” I knew this talk all to well, Sam tried it once. Its when they try to make you mad, so you’ll at least talk to them. Because yelling is better then not talking. I wasn’t biting.

    “This is your own fault, if you get sick don’t come crying to me.” Yup another one, where they try to make you feel bad, Not biting. He kept going, trying a softer approach. Saying he was sorry and he didn’t mean anything. I rolled my eyes, moron. It doesn’t make any sense to tell me its all my fault and then say your sorry. He finally gave up, bring the food down stairs. What he didn’t know was Sara was sneaking me food.

    If he thought I was stupid enough not to eat, then he was dumber then I thought.

On the last day, he knocked on the bath door again.

    “Luna your punishment is over you can come out now” He seemed eager for me to open the door. But it never happened.

    “Luna, your done come out” Listening, not a sound. He banged again. Nothing.

    “Luna!” he ran into his office and found a key. Running back to the bath and unlocking the door. When he opened it, he found me asleep with ear buds in. I had blocked the window with a few towels and made a bed for myself.

    “Geez” Looking around. He walked over to me, touching me lightly. An ear bud fell out. Causing me to wake up, looking at him.

    “Luna, you can come out now” He looked so happy, and smiled at me. As if nothing were wrong, as if he didn’t confine me to this house, to this room for a whole week. Like I was just suppose to get over it. I growled and turned around. Staring at me, he nudged me.

    “Luna, come on” I wanted him to go away. I still was pissed off.

He waited but got nothing out of me. Sighing he walked away. I waited for nightfall, before I left the room. Making my way down the stairs and into the kitchen. The twins were eating what looked like pasta.

    “Luna” Nate looked surprised, followed by Tate.

    “You alright?” Tate asked. I nodded and opened the fridge. I grabbed a soda and popped it open. My throat as dry, but the soda did the trick.