I laugh as I look at picture after picture, all of the memories that we made in the past, things that we have captured in time. It easy to flash back to the times when things were simple, easy even. I was busy pinning over Finn and trying not to let Laney ruin my life while still being able to do good in school, which I haven't attended in a long time, and drawing like I love to do. The days where even though I acted grumpy and sad, I still had everyone that I love under the same roof and safe. I wish we could have days like those again right now, I wish we weren't currently looking for my baby sister who has been kidnapped and I wasn't still recovering from the brink of death.
I've found plenty of evidence that can show Dad that we love him and he has been the father that we wanted, I just hope it is going to be enough to convince him. It has to be enough, because I don't know any other way that I could convince him he is the dad we love, he is our Dad.
I grab all of the pictures that have Dad in them, and some that I remember him taking. I know I'm going to have to out the past few hours past me if I'm going to want to cheer Dad up, and that is going to be hard, but family is family and you do anything for family, even if you are pissed with your family. Like I said, I may have acted like I was constantly upset with my family, but the past few weeks have shown me at family isn't something you push away to the side, it is something you cherish and hold onto when the going gets tough. Right now, I have to hold onto all of the family I have with me.
I open my door, surprised that no one came up in the past half hour after hearing me fall in the closet, I didn't imagine the immense noise I made, I know that it must have been loud. Maybe they thought you were breaking things out of anger, I wouldn't be surprised if that was what you were doing in there. Zambian reasons with me in my head. I'm surprised by his voice, I haven't spoken to him very much recently after everything that had happened with Finn and I, and now with Laney. It's a nice change from the constant silence that I have been hearing, even when I call out to him, he has been silent.
“Maybe, it's nice to hear from you again, Zambian. I'm sorry if I have been ignoring you. I know none of this has been easy on either of us, and I have been making us distance ourselves from our mates a lot very recently.” I speak softly so no one hear what I am saying, it is normal to walk around the pack house and seeing people talking to what seems to be themselves, but are really talking to their wolves, or in my case, lion. You get use to the looks you receive from people when they see you talking to yourself, and you leave the people alone that are having conversations with their other half. You normally just have to worry when you are out in public with humans with their ears half waiting to pick up some juicy gossip.
It is nice to speak to you again, I was trying to give you time after everything had been happening, plus I was getting acquainted with my mate. I don't blame you for anything, and you shouldn't be blaming yourself either, human. I know and feel the pain you are going through. I am here to always give you the silent support you need. Always. I give Zambian a silent thank you, he knew exactly what I needed to hear to be able to build up the nerve to go downstairs and to face my family. Now, all I need is the words, how am I going to say to Dad that he mean the world to all of us, and that he has never, and won't ever, disappoint us?
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The Hybrid's Sons
WerewolfBook Two in The Hybrid's Series Fitz has always loved Finn, even through Finn's phases when he would ignore Fitz. But now that they are both 17, Fitz's lust and love for Finn had not gone away. Finn hated how he felt. It was wrong to love your broth...