The Pretty Reckless ∞ Scott McCall

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"You were a coyote?" Dad shouted. "Oh and were you a coyote too Alexia? Is she telling the truth?"

I looked at my dad, who looked incredibly pissed then at my sister who was waiting for me to side with her. I bit my lip as I prepared myself for the disappointment that would soon paint itself on my sisters face.

"No." I shook my head. "I don't know where she got that idea from. We were lost in the woods. That was it."

"Right." Dad growled. "Your crazy Malia. I'm sending you to Eichen House for a little while."

"No," I gasped in shock. "You can't do that!"

"Do you want to go to?" My dad raised a brow, daring me to defy him. I shook my head.

"Good." Dad said. "Come on Malia. Say goodbye to your sister. We'll give it a month and then we'll see if you stick with your little story. I'll go start the car."

Dad grabbed the car keys off the desk and headed through the door, outside. Malia looked at me with disappointment.

"Why didn't you side with me? We're sisters, we're meant to stick together." Malia asked.

"Dad will never believe us." I shook my head. "He's not supernatural like us. I'm sorry."

I began to cry as I realised I was about to let my sister go for a whole month. Malia wrapped her arms around me and began to cry too.

After everything we've been through together, we have been joined at the hip. Finally when we get to be human we're stripped away from each other.

"I promise I'll help you get out." I said as I pulled away, wiping my eyes. "I love you Mal and I will try and visit whenever I can."

"Love you too, Lex."

The car horn honked from outside, disturbing our goodbye. I watched my sister leave the house and her in the car.

I stared outside the window at the car till finally it disappeared down the road. Pulling myself away from the window, I walked up to my old room and began to throw away all my old things.

I was going to have to go shopping to get clothes that's for sure. There's only one person I trust and that is Allison.

I instantly liked her when I first met her. She gave me a phone and her number to contact her in case I have any shifting troubles and I was thankful for it.

I grabbed the phone out of the jacket draped around me, which happened to be Scott's, and tried to work my way around the phone till I figured out how to call Allison.

"Hello?" A voice asked through the electronic device.

"Is this Allison?" I asked nervously.

"Alexia?"

"Do you mind picking me up?" I asked. "I need to go shopping for new clothes since..."

Allison chuckled down the phone before replying with a yes. Once the phone call was over, I wrote my dad a note and left it downstairs then went to my old piggy bank.

I emptied my piggy bank to reveal at least $40 maybe $50 saved up from when I was younger.

"This will do," I shrugged as I left the house and waited outside.

After five minutes of waiting Allison was finally here. I walked over and hopped in the car as she drove us away.