Wolf's Hate

Chapter 2

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-Iris9899

It's dark. I don't mind the dark really I find it comforting. It keeps you hidden from everyone, it's quiet, slightly cold, but it's something I still prefer. I open my eyes and my vision is completely engulfed by it, so much that I feel a little dizzy. This is better I thought to myself this is where someone like me belongs.

Trapped in the dark. This is where I belong.

My eyes open slowly my vision is blurred so all I see are my eyelashes. I focus on the window and notice that it's gently snowing outside I left the warmth of my bed and walked over to the window. Trees are completely covered from a blanket of snow. I sighed, we really moved to Alaska I was gaing outside and I heard talking in the living room. I left my room to investigate and realized it was my dad on the phone. I wondered who he could be talking to considering that we don't know many people from around here, at least I don't.

"Yes, yes of course I understand....i'm not sure about this weekend but i'll figure something out.....don't worry i'll figure it out.....alright thank you, goodbye." I heard dad sigh deeply and murmur something. Well that isn't suspicious at all.

"Olivia!"

I almost fell down the stairs from the fright, "yea dad?"

"Are you changed yet?"

I look at myself and see my cupcake bottom pj's, "umm not quite."

"Hurry up they'll be here soon"

I sat on the stairs for a few minutes thinking about what's going to happen. I never really talked to grandpa I only saw him once every summer for a few years and then we stopped visiting completely. I didn't even cry when we received the call, am I a bad person because of it? I mean dad cried for what seemed like months. I sighed and rested my head on my knees I don't want to do this. I don't want to meet people or do any of this, I realize he's gone but if I died I would've rather people didn't do this type of thing.

I raise my head, stood up, and head to the bathroom a shower will help. I leave the bathroom in a fluffy white towel and my hair dripping I walk towards my bed and look at the black dress I was going to wear, it had long sleeves till my elbows, it was tight fit just until above my belly button and then it flowed down right above my knees. I put black leggings underneath and some black flats, I smoothed out the dress with my hands and looked at my mirror. This outfit made me look like death, I got a brush and started to untangle my wet hair, I stare at myself in the mirror. My black hair went right below my shoulders and my pale skin made me look like a ghost, the only part of me that seemed to have life are my eyes. My honey colored eyes, my mother's eyes.

I heard a knock on the door, "come in."

"You okay Ollie?"

Huh, he hasn't called me that in a while I wonder if he's trying to get on my good side. He sat next to me on my bed, "I have some news for you."

Here it comes, he's going to try to negotiate with me I can tell from past experiences. First clue he called me Ollie, that's his way of saying that there's a double meaning or important news. Second clue he's fidgeting a lot, dad you're so easy to read. 'What's up dad?"

He cleared his throat, "Ollie you know how we talked about homeschooling you?"

"Yea I get homeschooled end of story. RIght dad?" I looked at him for a bit, "Dad? I'm getting homeschooled right?"

"It'll only be for a while Oll..

"Dad you said that I would be homeschooled!" I was getting a little mad now, he promised.

"Ollie, listen it'll only be for a few weeks and I promise you'll be home schooled, just give it a chance who knows you might end up liking it."

"I doubt it. Dad you said everything was prepared for me to be home schooled what happened?"

"Listen sweetheart the therapist thinks it's for the be..

"Therapist? What therapist? Dad it hasn't even been 24 hours yet that we got here and you're already talking to doctors. I thought we left New York to forget the issue, isn't that what you said? This doesn't look like you're trying to move on."

He was getting frustrated, I could tell by the small vein popping out of the side of his face, "Olivia, I'm doing this for you I'm just trying to let you live like a normal highschool girl. If you shut yourself from the world you'll never move on."

"You don't know that!" I'm shouting now. I don't really shout at my dad and I know it's not his fault, but he's the only one here.

"Olivia that's enough I won't stand for this type of behavior, you're going to school and I don't want to hear another thing about it." I was ready to respond but then we heard the doorbell ring.

"The guests are here, you're going to stay here and calm down while I go greet them. Once you've had enough of your little tantrum then you're welcome to come back down." With that our argument ended and I was left in my room.

I stood there and heard my dad open the door greetings were exchanged from multiple people. I heard a man's voice ask where I was and I heard my dad say that I was still getting ready upstairs. A conversation started from them as well as a woman's. I sit down on my bed and just listen to their conversations or at least try the argument was still in my head and I was starting to regret yelling at my dad. I get up, look at myself in the mirror, fix my dress and hair, and head out to greet our guests. I need to keep my composure. Just relax.

I walk downstairs where I see the two back heads of a man and a woman. In front of them is my dad and he has a tired looking smile on his face he looks up realizing i'm in the room, "Olivia, there you are come meet our guests." They turn around and i'm faced with two very kind faced people. The man looked around my dad's age except he was pretty muscular, with light brown hair, dark brown eyes, and light brown skin. His wife had darker olive skin with black hair and surprisingly green eyes that made her facial features pop. I had a feeling that they were very popular when they were younger.

"Ah, Olivia look at you look how big you got." he had a smile on his face, "I haven't seen you since you were a toddler."

"You grew up to be a really beautiful young woman, haven't you." The woman seemed to be very happy to meet me, "I'm sorry for the excitement, but I only have three boys so please have patience with me."

"Olivia, this is Michael and his wife Andrea, they're the people I was talking about earlier." Dad was giving me a smile, he was probably still thinking about our argument but we both knew that this wasn't the place or the time to have a fight.

I tried not to stutter and put a smile, "it's nice to finally meet." short, simple, and sweet. I don't have to continue about how great they are or how great Michael did on a marathon that my dad explained to me. Just keep it like this for the rest of the afternoon and it'll be over quickly.

"Well Olivia it's nice to finally see you again, too bad it took this long, right Daniel?" Michael's head turned toward my dad. They both chuckled and he looked back at me, "well Olivia I know you were too young and you probably don't remember but I'd like you to meet my three sons." He signaled to the back of me.

Oh no.

I turned around and was met with cold piercing stares. "These are my sons, Rowan, Avery, and Nicholas. They've been very excited to meet you."

I felt like they were looking straight into my soul. I felt a little queasy. There in front of me stood three intimidating looking "boys."

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I was too excited so I ended up posting this one A LOT SOONER than I thought I would have. Again thanks for the support and please leave comments with any suggestions. Love you all <3

-Iris9899