Do you remember Red Riding Hood being so Red?

Chapter 1- Lost in the woods

-"Red, I need you to deliver a basket of food to your grandmother."-

-"Huh? Wait, why me?" I stared at her, surprised. She would never ask me to do her a favor. She would do it herself or order Tom to do it.

-"You do as I say, no questions asked." She said with a stern voice.

-"Y-yes M'am."

-"Good. The basket is in the fridge and that cape of yours is at the door." Samantha stood and put her dishes in the sink. "Tommy, your turn to do the dishes."

-"Yes M'am." And with that, she went to her room.

Tom groaned while standing up. He hated doing the dishes. I stood up and got the basket from the fridge. I took an apple for the way and headed to the door. I grabbed the beautiful red velvet cloak and put it on. I looked at the mirror and saw how it fitted me, it fell freely over my shoulders as if it was hugging me onto my knees. I inhaled and turned to the door, I put my hand over the door knob and exhaled. Finally, I got the courage to turn it and head out the door.

The door closed brutally behind me, and I was faced with the fresh morning breeze and the sunlight in my pale skin. I barely remember going to my grandmother's house, luckily Samantha gave me a map with specific instructions on where to go. I was surprised, ever since my father's death she has always been horrible to me... As if I were at fault... Nevertheless, I took the map out of the basket and began to follow the road.

Before my father's death, my family was happy and very close. Both of my parents always laughed and said that I looked exactly like my father. He would always bring flowers he picked in the forest every time he would come home from work. They loved each other, deeply. That is why when my father was viciously murdered, right in our eyes, a big part of my mother died. Then, she just became Samantha. Samantha, the gruesome villain that always liked beating the crap out of me. I guess it was because of how much I reminded her of my own father, I guess she loved him way more than she could ever love me. Nevertheless, ever since my parents died, she replaced them, now instead of being the mother I once adored, she is now the stranger that I intend to get away from one day... If only.

-"Where the hell am I going again?"- I asked as I looked at the map in the middle of the woods, none which I remembered. -"I should just keep going, I know Samantha hates my existence but I doubt that..."-

Then it dawned on me... Tom was the only one these days who went to grandmother's house, he would deliver once every week. Samantha would say that she would never trust me with a precious delivery like grandmother's medication. So... what is in this basket?

I opened the basket just as a cold breeze was running through my back, and what I found was just two bottles of water, a full meal, and a note from Tom.

I saw Samantha draw this map with the name 'directions to grandmother's house' but I knew that it was not the right way, I still love you even though Samantha makes me shun you. I knew Samantha sent you to your doom so I packed you something to eat until you can find your way back... Although, I don't see why you keep coming back, this family will be happier without your presence. Well... Whatever your decision is, good luck, and I hope at least you don't die

Sincerely, Thomas.