"Emma. Wake up, it just a dream." Mom said. I jump up in bed looking around, I see mom sitting next to me and dad is at the end of the bed with a worry face on him. And I know what he thinking.
"I think you should go and that final." Dad said, with cautious. "I'll call first thing in the morning. Try to get some sleep, alright." I nod and he got up give me a goodnight kiss on the top of my head and then he left the room.
"Do you what want to tell me about it." Mom ask, I shake my head. "Alright. Get some sleep. Night, sweetie." Mom did the same thing that dad did before he left. She give me a goodnight kiss on the head and left.
When they were both gone I sit there staring out the window at the night sky. I was thinking about going outside to the backyard decided not to and just stay in my room. And I really don't want to go after dad made the final decision and I can't tell this person about everything that has happened since last month, I just can't I promise Alex I won't and now I might break that promise and their secret and also their trust, especially Alex.
Not paying attention my phone lite up on my bedside table. I look at the screen and that it a text message from that unknown number.
Unknown
What the matter can't have a goodnight sleep with all the guilt you have been hiding from people that are close to you. And now you going to break and they going to find and never trust you again. What you going to do now once they know what you been keeping this kind of secret.
I don't know what I'm going to do to keep this secret without letting it out and cause problem. I try not to think about it anymore and try to go back to sleep. But after a while I just can't fall back to sleep after what happened moment ago. So I just lay back down wide awake thinking what going to happened next.
When morning came I open my eyes and turn my head looking at the time and it already ten o'clock. And I'm late for school. I got up hurry to change out of my pajamas and into black long sleeves t-shirt with pink heart in the middle and skinny jean. I went to the kitchen to make something for lunch until I notice there a note on the fridge,
Mom,
I call the school letting them know you staying school for today, so don't worry about it. Just take a day to relax. Have nice day, sweetheart.
So I guess, I be doing nothing today but sit around, watch movies, and eat and probably go outside for a walk to clear my mind and everything else for a bit.
I went to the living room and turn on the TV and a crime TV show came on and I also made a late breakfast. And I just realized this is the first time I ever miss school but the only I miss school is for excuse absent for appointments or other reason and here I am wondering what we're doing in all our classes.
Two hours later it already noon so they be at lunch any minutes now. I went to the kitchen and made ham sandwich for lunch and dad called me few minutes ago letting me know that he schedule an appointment at the doctor office for next week after school but he also forgot that I might have to work that week so I told him but he say I have to tell my boss that going to be late for work or have her reschedule to work at another time.
When I am making my sandwich I hear my phone ringing in the living room so I put everything down on the table and went to get my phone. It's Alex calling.
"Hey." I said, answering the call.
"Hey, are you feeling, alright." Alex said.
"Yeah. Why?"
"Well, your not here so I thought you might not feeling well or something."
"Awe, how sweet of you. Checking in on me."
"well, of course I am. That who I am half the time. But really why aren't you here." I told him about the dream and like always he keep say the same thing, but I don't what it mean or telling about it. And I even today him about my dad already made the decisions for me about going to seeing a therapy next week.
After talking to him I let him go for he can go to lunch. And that remind me, I need to make my sandwich before it no good. I went back to the kitchen and finish up making my lunch. When I was done making the sandwich I was about to take a bite of until my phone went off again. It's mom calling to checked up on me. I'm not that sick, well technical I'm not sick at all, I'm just staying home for some reason that might have something to do with last night. So I start talking to her during my time to have lunch.
Later that day I decided to go for a walk just down the road or maybe around the block. I walk to the door but stop by the coat rack and get my coat it kind of cold out. The season is changing and soon it will be winter.
Once I am outside, I started walking but went the other way instead of taking the same route I usually take whenever I go on the walk. Walking kind help relax and clear my mind and to escape from the thing that been going on for a while.
After going around the block couple of time I made my last around the block and call it a day and headed home. When I got home mom car is in the driveway so she must of came home early from work. Just I got to the driveway dad pull in, he also might of got off of work early too.
"Hi, sweetheart, how you doing." Dad said, getting out of his truck.
"Not so good." I said.
"And why is that." I give him the look saying you know why. "It's for the best."
"Best for what."
"Well it just... it just best alright, you have to understand what we're doing for your own benefit, okay." I nod, because I know putting up argument would matter or the point to understand and it get you nowhere from it.
We headed in house the house and mom is cooking dinner already. I went to my room and turn on the TV but switch it to Netflix to watch some action movies until dinner is done. But as I was looking for action movie I could hear my parents talking about something. I can hardly hear with the noise while mom is trying to cook dinner. It might have something to do with me, the that I don't want to do this therapy thing in the first. When I can't hear them anymore I focus back to the movie I was looking to watch to pass the time.
About in middle of the movie mom called for dinner time and tonight dinner is taco. I walk in the kitchen see that they already have their taco made and I'm the only left to make mine. When I finish making my taco I went to the kitchen table and we started eating our dinner like any family would do. But when I was watching the movie I got to thinking maybe the dream I'm having is making feel even more everyday. It like it telling me something but I don't know what to do at this point. But their this other thing that I also feel guilty about this person who I don't know is texting me saying all these thing to me that something happened if I slip up about their secrets or something. And the only thing I can think of is to come clean to change their mind about therapy and to get this guilt off of me.
Without given even more thought to this I don't know how they going to react once I say and once it say there is no turning back. So I have to chose my word carefully and I think it the best for me to try and get rid of this guilt that I have been feeling for a while and I just can't take it anymore. I need to get it out. And I hope they won't reacted bad and try to understand like they want me to understand them for what they doing for me and that it doesn't change anything the fact that I tell them.
After dinner I help mom clean the dished while dad is watch football on the TV When we got done washing the dishes we joined dad in the living room and watch the game with him. But I didn't pay much attention to the game. I don't know who playing against who. Or what the score is. After the game is over I made my decision that I'm going to tell them what been going lately, these past few weeks that been going on.
"I need to tell you something and I need you, guys to understand what I'm going to say." I said, looking at them. Mom have a worry look on her face and dad have, well, I can't tell he have stern face on, but he probably hiding his worry to be strong about it, whatever I have to say.
So here it is the moment of truth that they have been waiting and wanted to try and help me, but I won't let them. I just hoped they understand why I kept it from them or at least try too and not worry too much about it or react to it. Here goes nothing, the moment of truth. Hope everything will go well.
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Secret of The Wolf
Teen FictionWhen 17-year-old Emma though everything is normal and alright that nothing will change. That is when her best friend started to act weird and ignoring her half the time, all she wanted to know why he being this or what causing him to do it. Until sh...