Finding Hope

The Wolf (2)

Hope snuck back into her room with the stuff she 'borrowed'. It took a few trips but thankfully, Mary seemed distracted by something.

When she reached her room, she grabbed her backpack and duffle bag. She put the cash, grimoire, phone, along with the paper she wrote on earlier.

Next, she grabbed her stuffed wolf and put it in her backpack.

What else did she need?

Clothes, some snacks, a hairbrush, and a blanket...was that it?

Hope frowned thinking hard.

Then she remembered.

Her art supplies.

It would suck if she left that behind.

Hope got to work, putting random clothes in the duffle bag along with her brush and her favorite blue blanket. Then she proceeded to gather her art supplies and stuff them into the duffle bag.

Once that was done, she went to the kitchen and grabbed some snacks in case she got hungry or thirsty.

She made sure to grab some juice boxes, Capri Sun, and two water bottles. Then she grabbed a bag of chips, some fruit snacks, some granola bars, and some candy that her mom thought she hid well.

That should be enough right?

When she reached her room, she put some of the snacks and drinks in her backpack. A water bottle, a Capri Sun, 2 granola bars, and a packet of fruit snacks.

Then she put the rest in the duffle bag.

Hope glanced at the door, knowing that Mary would come to say good night soon, and after she left that would be the time to enact her plan.

She stuffed the bags under the bed, making sure to grab her stuffed animal because Mary would find it suspicious if she didn't have it.

She put it on the bed and went to look through the clothes she didn't grab.

She grabbed a dark blue short-sleeved top and blue tie-dyed leggings. She also grabbed a black sweatshirt with a crescent moon on it, so that she could keep warm.

The last things she grabbed were her sneakers and a baseball cap.

She hid the clothes in the corner of her room and changed into a pair of her pajamas. She got on her bed and pretended like she was getting ready for bed.

The door to her room opened and Mary walked in.

"Someone's ready for bed," Mary said, with a smile.

Hope smiled back. "I'm just tired."

"Of course, sweety," Mary replied and took a seat on the bed, pulling the covers up and over Hope. "I want you to rest easy, dear. Your mother will be fine and will be back real soon."

'Unless my dad's family kills her' Hope thought darkly to herself.

But she didn't say that aloud, instead, she gave Mary a grateful smile.

"I know...I just don't like being away from her. Not that I'm not happy you're here but..." Hope trailed off.

"She's your mother...if you didn't miss her, I'd be worried. Now, dear one, you need to go to sleep, alright?" Mary said as she made sure Hope was tucked in.

"I will, night-night Mary," Hope whispered and proceeded to close her eyes.

Hope heard Mary soft reply as she left the room, turning off the light, as she closed the door.