Life Around Werewolves

Chapter 5

CHASE

     When I walked into my bedroom, I saw Sasha asleep on my bed. She was curled up in a little ball in the middle of my bed and she looked so angelic.

     I went over to my bed and climbed in, pulled her to me and kissed her on the head. Then I fell asleep next to her.

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     When I woke up a couple of hours later, Sasha was still sleeping so I decided that I should wake her.

     "Sasha, sweetheart. Wake up." I wispwr in her ear. She rolled over and cuddled into me. "We should go down stairs for dinner."

     "What time is it?" She asked with her sleep filled voice.

     "Um..." I said looking at my alarm clock, "It's six o'clock."

     "How long was I out?"

     "About two to three hours."

     "Wow. I didn't know I was that tired." She said through a yawn.

     We got out of bed and went down stairs to see my mom sitting in my dads lap making out.

     "EWW! Mom, Dad. That's SO disgusting. STOP. Get a room or something." I said whole covering Sasha eyes. "It's only cool when we do that."

     "Oh whatever Chase. What did you think we had to do to get you huh?" My mom questioned.

     "EWW! I don't want to know." I said covering my ears. "Come on, Sasha. Lets go to the kitchen." I said, pushing her in the direction of the kitchen while my parents laughed in the background.

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     We were all sitting at the dining table eating our dinner that my mom prepared while my dad and I were having that 'talk' about leaving the house when they said not to. It was delicious and I noticed Sasha trying to politely and properly stuff her face.

     I've noticed that when we eat our meals, Sasha is quiet and doesn't really talk when we have conversations at the table, but then again it is family talk and she doesn't know much of my family.

     Sometimes my mom would try to get Sasha to have small talk with her but Sasha would only nod and put more food in her mouth like she was trying to use the food as an excuse to not talk.

     When we were done eating we went back to my room like we always did after we ate a meal.

     "Why are you so quiet when we eat?" I asked her.

     She shrugged and said, "I don't know. I guess it's cause I never got to experience that with my own parents."

     "Oh." I nodded, "How often do you want to visit your parents?"

     "What?"

     "How often do you want to visit your parents?"

     "Can we go everyday?"

     "Sure. We'll go first thing after breakfast tomorrow."

     "Thank you. You have no idea how 5much this means to me."

     "You're welcome. I'm going to take a shower. I'll be right back."

     "Kay. I have to go after you anyway so."

     "Right."

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SASHA

     While Chase was taking a shower, I went looking through his stuff. Hey, I'm a girl, all girls snoop through guys stuff. I have an excuse though cause on the first day I was here Chase told me to 'make myself at home.' Well of course I didn't understand what that meant because I never really had a home to live in then.

     I was just about to look through a box I saw him stuff under the bed on day when I heard the shower turn off. I quickly put the lid back on the box and stuffed it back under the bed just as he walked out of the bathroom.

     "What were you doing?" Of course he saw me stick it back.

     "Nothing. Why?"

     "Stop acting so innocent, I saw you stick something under the bed."

     He walked over to where I was sitting on the bed. When he stood right in front of me I slid off the bed and onto the floor. He looked down at me like I was weird, picked me up and put me on the bed. He reached under the bed, pulled out his box and looked at me in shock.

     "Were you going through my stuff?" He asked.

     "What? No, I dropped something and I was looking for it." I lied.

     "You don't have to lie to me. I know you were looking through my stuff."

     "I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"

     "It's ok. You could have asked me if you could see it."

     To my complete shock he sat down next to me and opened the box. In the box was a bunch of photos and I noticed that all of them were of little kids and teens. Then I noticed that those kids and teens were us. I grabbed the box from him and shuffled through all of the pictures.

     "Who took these?" I asked.

     "My mom did. She was always watching us and when you would go to sleep she would give them to me."

     "You should put them on the wall." I said, looking through them one more time.

     "That's a great idea."

     I gave him back the box and went to take a shower.

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