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Chapter Four - That Weird Thing
Since that one moment, everything went to hell. And surprisingly, I didn´t care. At first, I was hanging out with Jordan and his group after school. They all were pretty much idiots, but as it turned out, it wasn´t a bad thing at all. Because it meant that no one was asking me how I was doing, no one was worried about my mental breakdown. And it was nice.
About two weeks later, something weird happen. When I got back to school, I heard other people talking about the other sensation (the first was my mom´s death) – the La Push Gang. It consisted of the people I would never guess to get along. Apparently, their leader was my half-brother, Sam. Few months earlier, I didn´t have any opinion on him. I mean, everyone knew he was my half-brother. It was a public secret here in La Push. But I never talked to him, never had any kind of relationship with him. And because he was older than me, I didn´t meet him too often.
Of course, La Push is small, so occasionally, we met in a store and places like that, but every time we saw each other, we just went in opposite direction. Then I met him at aunt Sue´s few times, when he was dating Leah. But in general, I was trying to avoid him. When I was younger, I didn´t understand why we can´t talk. Hang out. Go to each other places. We were siblings, after all. He was my only sibling… as far as I know.
The older I grew, the better I understood. It wasn´t his fault back then. But hell, when he was adult, he didn´t have to follow his mother´s restrictions. He could at least try to get to know me. But he didn´t. So I accepted it. And then this thing with Leah happened. He broke up with her to be with her cousin, Emily. After that, I made my opinion. He was a son of a bitch.
So, at the beginning, Sam made this gang along with Paul, other older boy from school. Now knowing what kind of person Sam was, I wasn´t surprised by that at all. Paul was always known as the man-whore of La Push. He was a douchebag. Then Jared joined them. That was about a half year ago. And it broke my heart.
I had a crush on Jared since kindergarten. My best friend had a crush on him since seventh grade. A lot of girls in my class wanted to date him. And I was the lucky one. Although I was only fourteen back then, it was my first serious relationship. I fell in love with him so quickly, I should have known it won´t last. And it didn´t. We were happy for couple of months. Then he started to be weird, moody. We even had this time when we stopped seeing each other for few weeks. Back then, it was like the end of the world for me. And then everything started to look good again. He came to my place in the middle of the night, throwing rocks on my window. He said he loved me. I was so happy that after he left, I went to wake up my mom to tell her. And she was happy too. How could she not be? She was my best friend. Best friends are happy for your happiness.
Two days later, I saw Jared jumping down from the cliffs with Sam and Paul. When I asked him about that, he turned into a totally different person. We had a big argument and he broke up with me. I spent the whole weekend in bed, crying. Kim was there with me, trying to make it easier. She bought tons of chocolate and we were watching crappy movies. Why she went out every few hours, I found out on Monday in school. She was holding Jared´s hand, looking like the happiest girl in the world.
I hated everyone. Most of them all I hated Sam. He took from me the chance to have a sibling. Then Jared. Then Jared took Kim from me. And then my mom died. Maybe it sounds bitter. I was fourteen, well, fifteen. I had every right to be like that.
Anyway, after Jared, other boys joined the gang. My cousin Jacob, his besties Quil and Embry. Seth. And I´ve heard something about Leah hanging out with them.
Yeah, it sounds crazy. I know. But that´s the thing about La Push. Without the craziness, this place wouldn´t last.
So that is the story about the origin of the La Push Gang. There was also other gang – Jordan´s. And I was a part of it without even realizing.
Now that weird thing. Like I said, it happened about two weeks later. Jordan was waiting for me outside of school. I had no idea what he planned for that day. It was Friday, so we were probably going to hang out on the beach the whole night with a lot of booze. So the minute the bell announced the end of school, I literally ran out of my class to get out as soon as possible.
I went straight to him as soon as I saw him. He send me a kiss and I smiled. I wasn´t naïve or stupid. This was only a charade. I wasn´t in love with him, which was exactly what most of the people in the school thought. He conformed me by not asking stupid questions and trying to be someone he wasn´t. I knew he didn´t love me. I was just another pretty girl he could occasionally lay his hands on.
"Hi sweetheart. Ready to go?" Like some gentleman from old movies, he opened me the door from his old Toyota. I took the front passenger seat, as it became my habit. On the back seats were sitting another two girls. I hung out with them few times, but had no idea what their names were. Yeah, I know. I was becoming one of those brainless girl.
"Hi." Didn´t need to say anything else. They were as interested in me as I was in them – not at all. I waited for Jordan to get to the car and then asked him about that night plans.
"Jason is having a party at the beach, so we´ll go there. And then I have a surprise for you. You´re gonna love it." Like hell. I couldn´t think of one thing Jordan could surprise me with. Not that I was going to tell him. After all, spending the night with him meant getting to the party, which meant getting some booze.
"Stupid! Stupid, stupid, crazy bitch!" even now, few feet away from the house, I could still hear angry male voice. Guess that kick really hurt him. Good. He should have keep his hands where they belonged.
"Jason, what the fuck happened?" another male voice, this time Jordan´s.
"That little bitch kicked me in balls. I am gonna kill her!" Heard some bangs and shouts and then it was quiet. I didn´t want to try my luck, so I took a full cup and walked away. To the forest, which may not be the best idea, since I was kind of drunk already, but who the hell cared.
I was walking few minutes with no intention to get somewhere. Just wanted to run from the craziness in the beach house. By the time I got to the meadow, it was so dark I couldn´t even see the tip of my fingers in front of me, but there was more light because the lack of the trees.
Admitting I had no idea where I was, I sat on the cold ground and finished the cup. When I looked up, the sky was clear. Without any cloud. I could clearly see all the stars. Even the North Star. Moms favorite. I wanted to believe so much that that´s where she is. On that star, watching over me from over the skies. But that wasn´t truth. She was gone. She couldn´t see me anymore. She couldn´t know what I was doing. She couldn´t be disappointed from me.
"Right mom? No matter what I do, you won´t be around to see it. So it doesn´t matter. I could get a scholarship for Harvard or end up as a cleaner. Whatever. This or that, you´re not here to see it anymore, so what the hell? And dad doesn´t care. I could drink myself to death, and he still wouldn´t care. He´s a robot. He has no heart. ´Cause you stole it. That wasn´t very maternal, don´t you think? Leave me not only without a mom, but also without dad?" I dropped the empty cup and started to laugh. I wasn´t crazy, just really drunk. That may explain the weird thing.
I heard some noise, so when I calmed down enough to stop laughing, I looked to that direction. And I saw something. It was big. Really big. Had to blink few times to make sure I am not dreaming. It looked like overgrowth dog. Holly shit, was that a wolf? I heard some people talking about a growth of a wolf population around here, but how lucky would I have to be to actually cross my way with it? Oh, apparently, not too much.
My first clear thought was to run. But my instinct told me to stay. Yeah, I have a little self-destructive inclinations. It didn´t move. Just stood there, in the shadows of the trees, watching me. It seem to me like this animal was intelligent. I would swear I saw a curiosity in its eyes. Not just that. It was something that made me keep a short eyecontact with it.
"Ok, wolfie. Either you can eat me, or you can turn around and go back. But do something, for the Gods sake! You know how depressing this is?" Hey, I was drunk. And really nervous. The animal made some sound. To me, it sounded like a laugh, but again, I was drunk. Maybe there was no wolf and I had hallucination. Or I fell asleep before and that was a dream.
It came to the light. Well, it was still dark, but now that the wolf wasn´t standing in the shadows, I could see it had grey fur with black blurs. It made one step towards me. My heart was beating so fast I should have had a heart attack in that moment. Apparently, the animal somehow smelled my fear, because it lean its head a little bit and made this face you can see with puppies. If I wasn´t scared to death in that moment, I would laugh so hard I would cry.
"Well, I guess you´re going to eat me. But I have to warn you… after all that booze I won´t taste good. Really. Maybe you should find some other crazy girl wondering through the woods alone, in the middle of the night. Alright? I am not a tasty dinner. Not today." To my surprise, it turned around and walked away, like it understood me. When it was far enough so I didn´t see it or hear it, I started to laugh like crazy.
I have no idea what happened after that. I was probably too shocked with my close reunion with death, cause I don´t remember how did I get home. But I woke up in my bed in the morning. But dozen of missed calls from Jordan. And opened window. That´s weird. Why would sneak in through the window, when dad wasn´t home? An even if he was, I always used the front door. He didn´t care where I was or when I came home. As long as I came. At least I hope so.
So, anyone.. you know which wolf that was? :)
