Season of the Witch ↠ Isaac Lahey [1]

02; stranger danger

02; STRANGER DANGER

"Welcome, welcome, help yourself to a snack." Wren guided Allison into the kitchen. "Just don't take the beef jerky, dad may have coronary. Or do, he's going to have a coronary either way, especially if he eats that crap."

Allison laughed. "Do you mind if I have a can as well?" She asked, nodding towards the can of Coke Wren held, which she had taken out of the fridge a moment ago.

"Why yes, I do mind." Wren pretended to be annoyed. "Of course I don't mind. Take one." She pulled out another can and threw it to the other girl, who caught it. "So what time did you say you had to go at?"

"About eight." Allison replied, before raising her eyebrow and smirking slightly. "Why? You want to get rid of me or something?"

Wren raised an eyebrow. "Yes, obviously I do." She replied. Allison grinned at her and Wren couldn't help but grin too, hers was so infectious. "So , what do you want to do? Homework or just tell my parents that we're doing homework but really watch TV?" Wren asked. It was a few days after Wren met the other girl and she really liked Allison. Her sweet personality made her easy to get along with.

The girls had gone to Wren's house after school and Lydia hadn't been able to join them. Something about her and Jackson going somewhere. "Well maybe we should-" Allison stopped at the sound of the back door opening and turned around.

"Hey dad." Wren greeted.

"Aren't you going to say hello to your mother?" He replied.

"Hey mom." Wren added, as she saw her mother enter. Eva Delgado stepped into the house, her white stick helping navigate her steps.

"Hello Wren." Her mother greeted. She was about to walk out of the room, without another word, when Wren decided to speak up.

"Mom, my friend Allison is here." She said.

Allison smiled and waved awkwardly, before seeing the white stick and sunglasses. She put two and two together and dropped her hand. "It's nice to meet you, Mrs Delgado."

"Lovely to meet you too." She replied, before walking out of the room without another word.

"Well, it was great talking to you!" Wren exclaimed, her voice furious and her fists clenched. Eva had been like this for months. She would say barely anything to Wren, then retreat to her room. Wren felt like Eva didn't want her to be there.

"Wren." Logan said warningly

"Why does she keep doing this?" She hissed.

"Wren, don't make a scene. Especially in front of your friend." Her dad told her. Wren whirled around to see Allison looking around the room awkwardly, trying to look anywhere but Wren and her dad.

"Right sorry. Uh, Allison do you want to go to my room?" Wren asked. Allison nodded and picked up her bag. The pair then made their way upstairs to her room.

When they got to her room, Wren dumped her bag on the floor. "Your mom seems….." Allison trailed off.

"Like a bitch?" Wren finished.

"I was going to say nice." Allison replied. Wren snorted. "Hey, did you do this?" Allison asked, pointing at the picture on Wren's wall.

Wren walked over to it. It was a drawing of her sister, done in the weeks after the funeral where she didn't want to talk. Her dad liked it so much that he wanted to get it framed. "Uh, yeah."

"It's amazing! Who is it?" Allison asked.

"My sister, Anna." Wren said.

"Oh, is she not home yet or something?" Allison asked.