#13 Another one of those 'Visits'

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I flickered my eyelids at the beaming light coming from the window. A groan escaped my lips as I pushed my pillow onto my face to stop the light from coming through. I took a sigh in defeat as the light still peeked through small gaps in the corners of the pillow, and I pushed the soft thing off me.

"Alexandria Lea Reeds!" Dad shouted. 

What must have I done this time. I thought to myself. 

I scrambled out of bed and slid down the hand rail until I landed smooth on both of my feet. 

Dad stood next to the kitchen counter, he didn't look very pleased. Which explains calling me by my full name. He knows very well how I hate it, yet he uses it everytime he's mad at me. 

Smooth dad, real smooth.

He had a folded parchment in his hand, and his gaze was immedietly drawn to me. 

"you snuck out last night" dad complained.

"Dad, I had an important thing to do" I pouted. Trying to stop him from getting mad.

"Was it that important that you couldn't wake me up?" he creased his forehead and his tone began getting louder. I scowled at his words, I didn't think it would have been that big of a deal me going out at night. Atleast I bothered to even write a note explaining where I was and why. 

"You get cranky when I wake up from a long night's sleep" I argued back. He let out a sigh of disbelief and I crossed my arms at his behaviour.

"You, young lady, need to stop worrying me, do you have any idea what happens in woods at that kind of time? There are wolves crawling everywhere you can't just go there whenever and hope for the best, because I certainly don't approve for the benefit of your safety" Dad lectured. 

I furrowed his eyebrows at his long 'speech'. 

He took a seat on the sofa, and put his hands on his face. "I'm sorry" He apologised. I nodded my head to symbolize that it was fine. 

"I'm just worried about you that's all. I mean I know you've been pressurised a lot now from everything really, but I just want to keep you safe" he admitted. " Look dad It's fine, I know you care about me and that but I think I can handle myself, and anyway I have my bow and arrow right? I never leave home without it, plus I always carry everything you've taught me" I smiled. He was immedietly influenced by my smile, and he also had put on a small smile. "Thank you for understanding" he thanked. I shook my head "No, thank you for everything dad" I smiled. He processed my words and immedietly pulled me into a bone crushing hug. "Uh, dad you're crushing me" I murmured into his shoulder. My words came out muffled. "Uh sorry" he apologised sweetly and he let me go. 

I rushed back upstairs, to fix myself. Yes I look hideous, if I don't wash my face and fix my hair in the morning then I'll look like a zombie from the undead. Don't tell me that doesn't happen to you?

I walked to bathroom and freshened up so I don't look like a morning troll in need of plastic surgery. I went back into my room, and the contagious smell of morning sizzling pancakes caught my nostrils as my stomach rumbled. I took out a random t shirt and jeans and slipped them on without a car. I brushed my hair until it was straight then I slid down the hand rail once again. I never get tired of doing that. I landed smoothly on the tips of my feet. 

"Nice landing" Dad commented. "I try" I answered, with a teasing smile."You're going out aren't you?" He asked. "Yep" I answered, popping the 'P'. "Where do you even go?" He asks. I raised my eyebrow at him. "Since when were you interested?" I asked, while crossing my arms. "Since I found out my baby girl is dating a wolf" He smartly added. "oh, about that.." I murmured, looking down at my feet. "What?" He asked, as he settled down on the sofa. "I'm not dating Chase anymore" I admitted, shuffling from one feet to the other."How so?" He curiously asked. I walked over to the kitchen counter and poured some orange juice into a tall, lean glass. "Well, I didn't want to be in a relationship. And everything is going crazy ever since I don't think it's a good idea" I answered with a shrug. 

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