My Wicked Wolf

Ch15

~Lisa's pov~

I woke up the next morning in Jared's arms to a loud bang down stairs. Jared sat up and looked over at me and then at my door, it was slightly open. Jared got up and got dressed, after he left I did the same. I once I finished my head started pounding, I feel to my knees and closed my eyes. The pain finally left after about 30mins so I stood up and walked down stairs. I had tears running down my face like my eyes were an open faucet. I walked out of the house and seen Paul and Jared arguing while Sam tried to get them to stop. Jake looked over at me and then him and Seth walked over to me.

“Lisa you ok?” Seth asked while rubbing my back.

“Why didn't you tell me what happened? Why did you keep on acting like it was still April for me when it's not?” I whispered so only Jake and Seth could hear me.

“Lisa you mean you remember?” Jake asked just as softly.

Everyone had stopped arguing when they heard a very loud slap and then someone hitting the ground. Seth backed up from me slowly while looking at Jake who was now laying on the ground with a red hand print on his face. I was breathing hard and my body was shaking.

“You could have told me when I asked you why was I in the hospital but no you let me believe that it was April. YOU COULD HAVE TOLD ME THAT I WAS IN AN ACCIDENT AND THAT I LOST MY MEMORIE.” I yelled the last part.

“I'm sorry I thought it would have be better on you that way.” Jake pleaded.

“YOU THOUGHT? YOU THOUGHT? YOU SHOULD HAVE TOLD ME JACOBE BLACK! AS FOR THE REST OF YOU, YOU HAD TO GO ALONG WITH HIS STUPID PLAN?” I was yelling while looking at everyone. “I don't want to talk to any of you for a while, you people make me sick.”

I turned and walked back inside the house, ignoring people call my name. I went up to my room and got into my shower and let the hot water run over my body, trying to let it wash away the event that just took place. I came out and got dressed in something comfy. As I look through my movie stack that's beside my tv, I hear my door open and shut. I look over and there stood Leah. I look her up and down and looked like she was wearing her pj's, I laughed. I may be mad at my brother but the things he and the guys do to get me to talk to them make me smile.

“Karaoke?” I ask pointing to the machine.