This story is for my cat who had to be put to sleep last year.
Tell me what you think!
I lie in bed with my Wolfie.
My Wolfie has always protected me at night, always laying beside me and letting me rest my head on his arm or curling around me.
My father always called me his pup, so I always call Wolfie mine. I don't remember my father much in those times, but I remember he loved mum a lot before he left for another woman. It's sad that I don't remember him then, or how happy mum was then. But I've tried to always be daddy's little pup.
I do know my father, but he doesn't call me his pup anymore. He has two sons who are his pup, though they are babies and I'm older than them by eight years, he favours them much more than me. It's okay though, because his new wife is kind to me and mum, even if mum says mean things about her.
The rest of the time, when I don't have my dad, I have my Wolfie. He's much better than my dad and has much better hugs. He'salways warm and happy to see me. Much happier than father.
Wolfie yawns in my ear and gets up, probably to eat. Wolfie is always eating. Mum doesn't mind feeding him since I'd not old enough to.
Today I have to go see my father and his wife. Leah is nice, but not as nice as my aunts. My aunts look after me when mum is ill, Leah never looks after me.
I get out of bed and follow Wolfie in my pajamas. I eat a bowl of cereal while he gets his own food. Once I'm finished, I wash up and tidy up before getting dressed and waking mum for work. She works three days a week, which is the days I go to father's. I don't really like those days, because other days she takes me to the park and plays with me and sometimes my aunts come too!
Mum gets dressed and gives me a hug as we hear father honk the horn of his car outside. Wolfie and I go out and sit in the back seats. "Hey Nessie." My annoying cousin says. He's six months older than me and allowed to sit in the front. We're not really related, he's Leah's nephew.
"Hey Sammy." I say cheerlessly. The day was always brighter without him.
"Vanessa." Father warned and I growled below my breath. Why couldn't dad ever call me his pup anymore? "You're both going to Billy's for the day with the twins since Leah wants to redecorate." Father told us as we started down the dirt road to Billy's house. "Rachel and Rebecca are over to help with dinner. Be thankful." Father growled at the end.
I saw Leah with the twins and my aunts, obviously not feeling keen on taking the two brats. The twins were horrible, while I was always on my best behaviour. Why dad called them his pups, and never addressed me that way still didn't make sense to me.
I got out the door, followed by Wolfie and Sammy. Sammy was named after the Alpha of the Uley pack. Sam Uley died from a vampire attack and left his two sons and pregnant imprintee, Emily. After the birth of her daughter, Emily died because of the imprint bond. Mum said it was the imprint bond that made father leave us, but I never believed it.
Sammy pinched my arm and Wolfie growled. I could stop my smirk and Wolfie batted Sammy.
Rebecca hugged me and Sammy, keeping me close to her hip as she let go of Sammy. Rebecca was my favourite aunt of many because she always let me eat sweets!
Rachel shot a short glare to Rebecca as she took the devil twins from Leah. Father hugged Leah and kissed her. I wrinked my nose, why would anyone want to kiss her? Wolfie growled in agreement and went inside Billy's house.
Once father and Leah were gone, Rachel put the twins in a penned off area in the house where we wouldn't hear them. None of us liked the twins, not even Sammy!
Billy had his friend, Charlie, over and they were going to go fishing while we went to First beach. They were going to take the twins to Sue since she was the only one who could ever get them to shut up.
Speaking of which, the two terrors were now screaming their heads off. I know they said that two years olds were the worst, but I was beginning to think that these one year old's couldn't get any worse!
Wolfie went in and after a lot of growling noises, they shut up for a while.
Rebecca fed Wolfie, Sammy and I while Rachel helped with the fishing stuff. I ate all my food expect the carrots, I hated cooked carrots.
Rebecca rolled her eyes at me, went into the kitchen, and came back with a small green bowl of carrot stick for me. I love raw carrot!
Billy and Charlie set off with the twins, but not before Charlie gave me an odd, sad look. He's always looked at me like that, like he's wanted to tell me something. After a while I got used to it and stopped asking Rebecca what it meant.
"Nessie!" Rachel called from the back of the house. "Lets go!" I grinned and ran out with Wolfie just behind me. I tried to look in the big basket that Rachel carried, but she evntually placed it on her head like I'd seen in the disney filmed with the women who looked like me in.
Oh yeah, you don't really know much about me! My name's Vanessa Swan, I'm nine years old and the daughter of Bella Swan. I never had my father's name since they agreed they would keep my mother's since it was much prettier.
I'm the daughter of Paul Lahote, the new Alpha of the Uley pack, and I'm destined to be a wolf.