Wild Wolf

Chapter 2

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                 Two :

                 Mother

When people asked me why I don't have my mother's blue eyes, or her long blonde hair, I would just tell them I was adopted because my alcoholic mother didn't want me. That shut them up right away.

Maria wasn't my birth mother. I lived in an orphanage at the age of three and got adopted when I was eight by my mom, Maria Shirley Gonzalez. She was the one who showed me the good in life when I felt that only bad consumed the world at such a young age. We celebrated my birthdays, holidays, and she gave me love that my biological mother could never give. I always questioned why my real mother didn't want me, so I asked my mother to take me to go see her, knowing she only lived five hours away from where we lived. She grimly agreed, but by then there was no turning back from the decision. I faced my fate when I first stepped into her home.

She was drunk when we got there. I felt my eyes grow wide when she told me I was a good for nothing kid, with no future and was a mistake for bringing me into the world. When I saw her eyes close shut, I thought she grew tired and dozed off from all the alcohol she drank, but then I jumped when she narrowed her eyes and looked around the dusty room and then locked eyes with me. 

"You're the reason my husband left me, it's your fault I'm like this" she grunted moving her hands up and down of her body. I gritted my teeth and held my breath, because if I didn't I would break down and I wouldn't give her the privilege of seeing me in that state. But, when Maria saw the first tear slip out of my eye lid she knew she made the right decision of taking me away from the horrid woman that used to be my mother. 

It was a mistake to come here. 

We almost made it out the door, but I felt clawed hands cutting my blood stream, and I snapped my gaze back to my used to be mother. "Wait, I need to tell you something before you go." she whispered in my ear. "You need to know your fate. Watch your back because when you hit twenty-one you're going to awaken the beast from his deep slumber, and there's no turning back". I shivered. Then she collapsed.

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I sat up from my seat and checked the time, 11:15 pm. 

I stood up making sure to stretch my sore body, cracking a few bones in the process. I scanned the train, noticing only a few people lingering around and most of the passengers must have already been in their warm homes, while I was still suck for another thirty minutes before I was ever near Greenville, where an hour away from there would be my father's cabin. Though when I peered through the window, I saw a green sign that caught me by surprised. I was heading to Georgetown, not Greenville. 

Did I mistake the time schedule? I searched until I  found the conductor who took my fare ticket and explained my situation."I'm sorry ma'am but you must have mistaken the time schedule, this train is heading to Greenville tomorrow not today, do you need any help finding a hotel in this town until you find another way in getting to Greenville"?

"No, I think I can manage on my own, thank you" trying to sound as polite as I can, even though on the inside I'm dying of embarrassment. I sat myself down and waited until the train came to an immediate stop and got my belongings walking to the nearest cab. 

"Nearest and most unoccupied hotel please, Ohh and make sure it's away from this town, thank you." keeping my head near the window after giving instructions to the cab driver. I felt something build up in my stomach and a headache coming along. Must be the food I ate on the train. I took my steps slowly viewing the hotel the driver was taking me to. He did exactly what I told him, what a surprise. The hotel looked more like a ginger-bread house from the story of Hansel and Gretel, but instead of it giving a sinister vibe it gave a more of an inviting feel and showed no signs of a witch wanting to eat your flesh and bones but changed my opinion when I stepped inside.