The Iron Curtain
"Okay, and you expect me to leave and go on vacation while you guys handle the problem?" I asked again. Dad nodded. "Right, no can do, Pops."
"Yes can do."
"Nope, how about I stay here and don't meddle?" I smiled.
"Expecting you to not meddle is a risky gamble." Dad shook his head. "Don't think I don't know how you got shot at Aspen Creek."
"That wasn't my fault for the record, I had no idea that there was a guy five floors above us shooting downward." I explained.
"He was in front of you."
"Yes, there was a man in front of me with a gun as well, big deal." I waved it off. "Petty details. I was busy killing man with large automatic pointed at Anna because Charles was killing the guy with the knife and Anna was the one who went for the other guy she just…missed a little." Okay, no she didn't, she had been bouncing back and forth between me and Charles until she heard the gun shot, okay?
"I think the story went a little differently." Dad gave me this look that said he knew everything.
"Okay, yes, I wasn't supposed to be there okay? I wasn't about to beg to be let to go so I talked Anna into bringing me. She told me not to come in and to stay in the car and why the hell would I listen to that? So I followed 'em in, killed one, injured another, and got shot in the arm. It isn't a bid deal."
"You got shot again how many weeks later?"
"My instincts are a little faulty, forgive me, I thought I may as well tell the truth. It could have been worse, I could have ended up like Mom, instead I got shot." I pointed out.
"You passed out."
"Because it was extremely close range and the noise hurt my ear drums." I whined. "But if you don't let me stay home, I'll meddle anyways."
"Not if I send a wolf with you."
"Depends on who you send. You can't exactly spare your dominant dominants when they're needed here to fight, but I could probably fix anyone else to go the way want them to…eventually." I turned to smile at Carlos who was in the middle of the wolves gathered in the living room. His eyes widened and he scrambled backwards.
"Point taken." Dad frowned, "Stop torturing my wolves, Porsche."
I rolled my eyes and looked back at him. It was annoying how we were surrounded by his pack like we were going to kill each other or something.
"Porsche, I'm not alone in this decision." He assured me and I frowned, who else had decided to leave me out and send me away to a safe haven?
I'm sorry.
I blinked and turned around to look at Ben.
"What?"
"Porsche, maybe if you were older, but you're not. You'll get hurt." He took a half step forward and I drew back.
"Like you won't." I laughed sourly. "Fine, I'll leave, but I'm not coming back." I glared at my father and spun on my heels, storming upstairs.
"Adam, you could be a little more considerate." I heard my Mom say, "She's a strong fighter."
"And a bit of a liability." He added, "And ignorant, and stubborn, and strong willed, and reckless, and she's not going to listen if she thinks otherwise. Like Ben said, if she was older I'd let her go, I've let you do tons of stupid things, but she's only fifteen, Mercy."
I just sat in my room, listening in to the conversation taking place downstairs.
"She's your daughter, it's not only me you see in her." She pointed out. "She's loyal, she's a leader, she likes to have people behind her every step of the way, she protects her own, that's why she wants to be in on this. Adam, Jamie is her best friend, if something happened to him she's going to beat herself up over it, she already has. She thinks it's her fault this happened, she wants to fix it."
"I understand that, Mercy, but it's not going to happen."
"You let Jesse rescue Gabriel when she was her age."
"That was a completely different situation and if my memory is correct, I didn't have any say in it, you two left before I woke up and even knew what was going on." Dad said angrily, "I almost lost Jesse and Gabriel and I lost you for a month."
"You're not worried about losing me, it's got nothing to do with the subject at hand. You don't want to see Porsche hurt."
"She's my daughter, do you want to see her hurt?"
"Of course not, Adam! But you can't just trap her like this!" Mom was raising her voice and I winced at the tone. "You don't have to let her fight, at least let her stay here."
"Why should I? She'll follow someone and get into it anyways!" Dad growled.
"You should because you know as well as I do that that wasn't an empty threat, she will damn well leave, Adam, and you're the one pushing her away! She's your daughter! Act like you care how she feels for once!" She paused for a moment and added, a little softer, "You have to let her make her own mistakes."
"She can make her own mistakes so long as they do not entail her possibly getting killed."
"She's got a pack of thirty-something wolves that's going to be there, including her mother, her father, and her mate. Whether we like it or not, that's what they are, Adam." She sighed, "You can't make her stay, but you can give her the option and make her feel welcome. I don't want to lose her again. Did you know she just started calling this place 'home?' If she had livid here all her life, she wouldn't have to question where 'home' was. We pushed her away when she was seven because she had a temper, she pushed back at your commands, and she was uncontrollable, now we're paying for it. She's not a thing like Jesse besides the common goal to drive you insane with hair colors and piercings and tattoos. She's have been more like Jesse if she had been raised by her mother and her father, not by Charles and Anna. You knew I didn't approve of sending her away and you still agreed that space was best. She hasn't had a fatherly figure for her entire life because Charles is more of a guardian and Anna is one of her best friends, you can't expect her to take kindly to it now. The only reason I was ever at peace in my mind in the slightest was because I trusted Charles and I knew him. The only time we ever stopped by to visit was during the summer and holidays and not even for long because you have a pack to attend to. Even when we were there you barely acted fatherly, the most you cared about was school. Face it, you have two daughters, two. Unlike you, I'm happy I have a daughter and I'm intent on keeping her mine. I say she can go." And with that I heard her climbing the stairs. I sat on my floor next to the door and heard her walk past.
I put my hand on the floor next to me to feel the smooth wood of that stupid stick that I couldn't shake. Every single day I just hoped it'd leave and follow Ben or someone. I picked it up, carefully avoiding the silver.
"What do I do?" I sighed. Of course, it being a branch, it didn't really answer. I bit back the urge to laugh at myself, I had lost it if i was talking to shepherd's staffs, even if they did possess magical qualities.
Ben's apology echoed in my mind.
He should be sorry.
It hurt to know he didn't trust me to look after myself. It really hurt that he didn't trust me to make the decisions that were right for me. Maybe he didn't really care about me? Maybe, despite my mother telling me it wasn't true, he had raped those girls back in London. Maybe all he wanted from me was sex…
No, you know he loves you. He never lied.
But what if he did?
I shook my head, I was so confused and Mei was just a wailing lump of misery because she was the one helping the bad thoughts to be brought into my head in the first place.
"I think she should stay too." Auriele spoke up carefully, "She's a good kid, Adam, she just wants to do what's right. She gets into trouble, but she's smart."
"I'm with Mercy and Auriele." Honey's voice reached my ears. "You're treating her unfairly based on gender and age when she can obviously handle herself."
"She has my support." I heard Warren say, "I respect your decision, but I think Porsche has learned how to make her own choices in life."
"I think that," Mary Jo was speaking a little on the cautious side, "Perhaps it's time to let her grow up. She isn't a child, Mercy's right, just because you missed out on Porsche's childhood doesn't give you the right to intrude on her life now. I'm sorry Adam, I'm with these guys."
It was the first time I had ever heard anyone form their own little group against their alpha. Even though Dad had his temper, he'd never ignore someone who was trying to give him advice, even if they were lower in the rankings, now was no exception.
"I'm with Adam and Ben," Darryl's voice was apologetic and I could picture Auriele glaring at him to make his choice. "Porsche isn't as tough as she appears, she's still a teenage girl and she knows how to make herself bigger than she appears."
"Which works to her advantage in any situation." Auriele pointed out.
"Peter?" Honey asked.
"I believe that Porsche is strong and independent and highly intelligent. She has earned the right to stay here." He spoke slowly, thinking his words through carefully, "I do not, however, believe she should be allowed to fight. She is just fifteen and she's seen enough violence that a girl her age shouldn't have. Adam didn't miss her childhood so much as she never had one."
The whole downstairs broke into discussion over what I should and should not be allowed to do.
"Whatever the final decision," Auriele raised her voice over the crowd, "Ben does owe her an apology."
"I don't think I do."
"Well, she was definitely hurt by your choice, that is something every single one of us can agree on." Honey piped. "Girls don't exactly like it when their partners don't trust them."
"I trust her!" He exclaimed.
"Well, we don't think you do." It was scary how alike Honey and Auriele could be at times. And it was also scary that they were both defending me.
"And why not?"
"If you don't feel you should apologize, then don't, but don't come howling to me when she hates your guts." Auriele snapped and discussion broke out again on what the plan of action was. And iron curtain had split the pack at an uneven center.
I had a decision to make.
I wouldn't leave, that much I had decided.
But what was I going to do?
A/N-
I know it wasn't very long in the slightest, please do forgive me, I kept trying and trying to make it longer but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I loved the ending when I had first wrote it (it was even shorter) but I extended it a little and now it sounds wrong, oh well.
No story for today other than I my brother picked up a dead crab, we saw 13 wild mustangs, it started pouring rain, we almost got struck by lightening, we watched two stallions fight (that was COOL!) and etc.
what made me update today (originally it was going to b tomorrow) was the fact got FOUR reviews! WHOOT! Thank you:
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