Hard to Love a Wolf [BOOK 1]

Chapter Eighteen

My mom sat in front of me, doing my nails for prom tonight. Blayze was taking a nap since he only had to pull on his tux and leave. Dad was at work for the time being, until my mom made him come take pictures with us. The prom theme was fire and ice, but I don't really care all that much to follow themes, and I wanted to wear the same jewelry and heels my mom wore to her prom, and if I hopefully one day have a daughter, she's willing to do the same. Even Blayze was wearing something from mom and dads prom night, dad's ring and bracelet from it.

I sat back, eating the banana I had as mom finished up my second hand. There was music playing in the background of the house so mom could focus on the tips she got from Pennsylvania from my old friends mom who was a nail tech. I tossed the banana peel to the trashcan and looked at my hand, mom just closing the nail polish before putting it under the neat lamp thing she bought to dry them quicker. "Now, your hair" I nodded as she stood up, walking around to stand behind me, as I heard her plug in the curling iron and she sat it beside my arm. 

"So, you know your dad and I won't be here" mom started, and I nodded as she walked to the kitchen. "I do" I responded as she came around the corner. "And we just had to take your birth control out earlier this week and haven't got a new one in" "Oh, my god mom" "Just, if anything happens please make sure you're safe!" "Please stop" "You act like we haven't talked about your sex life" "Yeah! When I started the conversation and had an actual boyfriend" I defended as she sat her cup of what I could only assume was whiskey, down and turned the lamp off.

"I know, but still. I know Sweetpea thinks he's quiet when he snuck in and out this week, but he wasn't I assure you" I blushed as I looked at her "We didn't have sex" "Maybe not this time, but maybe another time" "How the hell do you even know that" "I'm your mother, and I was your age once" "Please stop" "You think your dad didn't sneak into my bedroom all the time when I lived here with grandma?" "Woman, I'm begging of you" she laughed while brushing my hair. Blayze came in the room, only in basketball shorts and messy hair as he woke from his nap. "Run! She's going to talk about your sex life!" he looked at me, scratching the corner of his eye before running to his room, but mom shut it down. "get your ass out here, too Blayze" I heard my brother mumble "fuck" under his breath before walking over to sit at the table as well.

"Better wrap your shit up" "Please stop" "I don't want a repeat of you coming to me scared you had something" I couldn't hold it in. I started to scream with laughter, hitting the table as my body shook. "Mom!" I screamed with another laugh as I slammed my head on the table. "I hate this family" I leaned back, tears in my eyes as mom gripped my shoulder, "Stop moving, I'm trying to start on your hair. You need help with your hair later, Ze?" "I'd rather be as far away from you as possible right now" my brother threw the box of tissues at me, as I giggled more.

"Thanks" I laughed while pulling one out to wipe the tears away. "Go fuck yourself!" "at least I won't catch anything!" I heard him slam the fridge door, and mom shouted a "Hey!" at him.