This Just Complicates Things!
I smiled at Jamie before giving him a quick hug.
"I'll see you at school." I told him.
"Yeah." He muttered, looking nervous when I stepped back. "I guess I have to see you at school."
"'s not so bad," I said, "You'll be able to handle it just fine and we have half the same classes anyhow, I can help you through it."
"What about the other half, when I try to eat someone in biology or something?" He mumbled.
"We share biology." I laughed, "That class won't be an issue, though I guess I could get a slip for you to avoid the…bloodier experiments. I still can't do those."
He nodded, still looking uncertain.
"You have the best control I've ever seen, Jamie, and Dad's mentoring you." I assured him, "And I think Bran has a couple of tricks up his sleeve. You're going to be more than alright. And Samuel is staying for a little bit, even got a job at the local hospital. If something happens, he'll fix it."
"That doesn't make me feel better at all!"
"Well, it's a cushion to fall on." I bustled him out the door, Samuel had gotten stuck babysitting him for a few days at his house to make sure everything went alright. His mother and siblings already knew what he was so no communication trouble.
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Two. Whole. Weeks.
Not a word from Bran or Charles as to who we're looking for!
I squirmed in my bed. Just one more week of this torture and I was done, out of it! And then it'd be my birthday a week after.
I rolled over. Despite having had sex with Ben, my father didn't find our make-out sessions on the couch all that desirable so Ben was-er-temporarily banned from my room.
Go figure.
Go to sleep.
I can't! I just can't! It's not working!
Deep breaths.
You give shitty advice. Why did you let Dad catch us?
You're blaming us. Of course.
It's you who got me into it!
I whined pitifully and bit down on my pillow to muffle the sound because I knew Ben could hear me. Dad had made sure that we'd be slowly tortured and if he caught us again it'd be a week. As it was one night was complicated.
Which is why I was bending my rule to not follow Dad's rules.
This is going to be a hell of a night.
I stayed like that until twelve midnight when I walked into the room next door- -yeah Dad was just that cruel sometimes when he'd had the last straw and he was just overall tired- -and closed the door behind me.
"Good morning." I sighed in relief and laid down next to Ben.
"Should you really be bending the rules like this?" He asked.
"Considering Dad put a camera outside my door for tonight with a clock on it? We're fine. It is technically morning." I curled into him. "I'm so tired! It's not fair to do this to me!"
"Come here." He pulled me closer. "You're just upset because you're in heat for another week."
"That is extremely true!" I agreed.
"What do you want for your birthday?" He murmured and I closed my eyes.
"Cake." I answered.
"Of course." He sighed, "Nothing else?"
"For you not to miss it, for Dad not to be away on business again, for Mom to not bake so many brownies I feel fat." I bit my lip.
"Your father was away on business once, and it was Bran's fault, not his."
"I know." I opened my eyes. "Hey, could you get me a pony?" I turned around and looked at him.
"If you expect me to be able to buy another house then, no, I will not get you a pony." He chuckled.
"A puppy?" I whined. "Please?"
"Why do you want a puppy?" He sighed.
"Because my dogs are still in Montana and their both very old and I want a puppy that they can help teach before they pass." I explained.
"A puppy though?"
"Yes, a puppy." I nodded, "But not a Doberman, mom doesn't like them very much. I'm not entirely sure why, she just says she doesn't like them."
"What color exactly?"
"Nothing in particular! Whatever comes up to you at the pound and tries to jump on you." I smiled.
"Fine, maybe I'll get you a puppy." He kissed my forehead. "What did you ask everyone else for?"
"Well, Bran will probably give me $100 again, maybe more. Mom and Dad will probably get me…I don't know, it's different every year." I thought for a moment, "Warren gives me three car passes, I use one each time I ask him to drive me somewhere."
"That is a smart idea." Ben commented.
"Mom thought so too." I nodded, "Dad didn't, but he doesn't like anything. Er- -this year Auriele will probably get me a Spanish to English dictionary because I've been complaining so much of confusion, of course Darryl ties in with her. Honey will probably get me a giftcard to somewhere I never shop and Peter is with her, though he usually gives me $20 to make up for the fact I hate the places I'm getting gift cards to. And Mary Jo will most likely give me twenty bucks and say something like 'happy birthday, kiddo,' and then leave."
"I see." Ben nodded.
"Yes." I yawned and closed my eyes, turning back towards the door. "Night."
"Night."
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"Porsche Demeter Hauptman, what are you doing?" Dad growled.
"I came in here this morning you said for one whole night we couldn't be in the same bed. I came in here at twelve this morning." I blinked the sleep from my eyes.
"Adam, you need to check for loopholes." Mom sighed.
"I thought I did."
"It's Saturday right?" I asked, "No school?" Yes, I had been going to school again, finally.
"It's Saturday." Mom nodded.
"This is insane, Porsche-"
"If you tell me I'm grounded, I listened to all of your rules." I stopped Dad from his tirade. "I stayed away all night."
"I'm sorry to say this, but you were just beaten by your daughter." Mom laughed a little. "That is a huge loophole."
"Don't feel bad, Ben didn't see it either." I comforted dad. "Speaking of Ben, can he come back in the room now?"
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I had gotten away with it, I don't know how, but I did. Eventually even Dad had burst into laughter at how stupid he was to have not noticed the loophole.I had been mildly surprised when that happened, but I rolled with it. So I just took an Advil, Mom went to work, and I sat on the couch with Ben staring at a blank TV screen.
"What are we watching?" I asked.
"The midnight channel." He answered, bored. "The TV isn't on, Porsche."
"True…" I picked up the remote as Dad's cellphone buzzed in the office. I heard him answer it, but didn't pay much attention until I heard him curse.
What made it more out of character was that he cursed three times. Ben looked backwards as well to try to see the office. Dad came in, phone still to his ear and I heard Samuel babbling nonsense. The look on my father's face told me enough, or so I thought.
"What did Jamie do?" I asked quietly.
"He hasn't done anything, yet, it's Donia." Samuel spoke. "Porsche I don't think she's going to make it…"
I let out a squeak and reached for the phone. Dad paused for a moment before handing it to me.
"Sam?" I asked, my voice was three octaves too high.
"Porsche, I'm sorry. She was in an accident. Middle-aged drunk driver was dead on arrival. She's lucky she lasted this far. We've tried our best." He sounded as upset as I did. I suppose he had hung around with her a bit or had at least heard Jamie talk non-stop about her.
"This is going to kill Jamie…" I whispered. It was going to kill me.
Samuel was explaining what the problem was but I had zoned out. It was instinct not to cry in front of my father, no matter the fact he was my dad. Mei doesn't like to show weakness any more than I do, but she has her own classifications of 'trustworthy' others.
I had another choice…but I didn't want to take it. It was risky, she'd probably die anyway, and it'd get us another case of Jamie. Plus, there was more than one reason the only two packs I had ever belonged to was my father's and my grandfather's.
I looked at my father because I didn't want to wish the fate on anyone who didn't want it. His expression softened and he shook his head.
"You know how I feel about forcing the Change on someone in this situation." He squeezed my shoulder and I finally broke into tears because I just couldn't hold back. Damn my life, I was going to hell anyways. First Jamie was Changed and now Donnie was as good as dead. I had just seen her yesterday, smiling and happy. What had happened in the world that she'd wind up dead before I did?
Ben knew that I didn't need comforting right now, I just needed to straighten my mind. I was literally losing my best friend as the seconds ticked away.
"Adam, we could at lest try. The chances of her making that are slim anyways." Samuel spoke.
"Samuel, you know my opinions on this. If she does make it, she will most likely wish herself dead anyways. You said her parents were dead already, that would leave us an orphan."
I hadn't heard her parent's were dead, I let out a quick squeak and gave the phone to Dad, burying my face in Ben's chest.
"I could take her in." Sam offered. "Make a choice, she's not going to last much longer, Hauptman, and losing this one without trying would mean possibly losing two more."
Dad hesitated.
"You know how Jamie feels about her as well as I do, there's one. And you can't say Porsche isn't falling apart right now. If she's crying in front of you and with me on the phone, she's had it."
"Do what you can...whatever you can." Dad looked a little upset with himself for making the call that said Samuel could try. He didn't like what he was and he didn't like forcing other people into his lifestyle as well.
If Donnie made it through and couldn't keep herself under control or if she could but she'd rather be dead, he'd never forgive himself. If she accepted it without a problem, it'd be easier for him, but not by much.
"No promises." He said stiffly, "I need to make a few phone calls." And he left just like that.
"Both her parent's." I coughed, throat sore from sobbing. "And now she's going to be dead."
"She has a chance." Ben murmured against my hair, rocking me back and forth in his arms.
"It's just a sliver of hope, and that's for her to make it. Making it and making it in the long run are two entirely different concepts." I whispered. "And Samuel isn't public, of course, how will he be able to Change her? There will be too many people."
I was so far gone that the Advil was wearing off and Mei wanted to Change. I pushed her back If she initiated the Change it was much more painful.
I calmed my crying and turned it into a few pitiful whimpers every now and again. Ben didn't say anything, I guess I kind of appreciated it. It had been four hours before I stopped, Mom had come straight home after receiving the call from Dad and made brownies because they supposedly made everything better.
"Porsche, you can't just stop eating." Mom told me, "Come on, you don't even have to get up, I'm putting it right here-" I squirmed and pushed it away. "Porsche, you have to eat and perhaps you should sit on your own. I think Ben may be losing feeling in at least his legs, you aren't four anymore."
"I don't want anything to eat." I told her.
"You need to eat because who's going to help Jamie through this?"
"Dad and Samuel can."
"Porsche, you are going to eat this early dinner." She said.
"I won't." I shook my head.
"Why am I suffering flashbacks?" Ben asked.
Mom gave him a sour look.
"Benjamin, help me out."
"I'm holding her, she hasn't tried to kill anyone yet, I think I'm doing a good job, Mercy." He said before looking at me, "Please eat?"
"I'm not hungry."
"Yes, you are." He told me, "And I was right last time too."
I didn't say anything, just pulled myself closer to him and further from my mother.
"Ben, you aren't helping in the slightest." Mom growled.
"You have more dominance than I do." I felt him shrug. "You could use it."
"I don't have much more."
And I felt Ben freeze, but I couldn't quite figure out what Mom had meant.
"I know exactly where you are in the rankings and Adam might be able to fool the pack and you might fake it extremely well, but it's never been the truth." She spoke cooly, "Now let Porsche go and sit her up on her own bottom and leave her to eat." I heard the plate being placed on the coffee table and I heard Mom leave. Ben let out a breath and stood up, placing me on the couch.
"You heard," I could feel his eyes on me, but I was staring blankly at the plate on the table. "You're going to be alone until you eat." He sighed and he left.
I just glared at the food in front of me until I finally poked at it, moving things around before eating half a french fry. I put the other half down and rested my chin on my knees.
Donnie was going to die, I knew it, I just knew it. One way or the other, she was gone. And then Jamie would die because Samuel was right, Jamie was in love with her.
"Benjamin, what are you doing?" Mom snapped and I looked up to see Ben had walked in.
"She ate half a french-fry. I say it counts."
"Okay, sure, my daughter, your mate, has become anorexic and you're going to support it."
"I'm not anorexic." I whispered, "I'm nauseous from the snot that dripped down into my stomach while I was crying."
Ben sat down next to me and pulled me back onto his lap.
"I feel like failure." I mumbled.
"You're not a failure. You didn't know a drunk driver was just going to pop out of the blue and hit your best friend." Ben told me.
"As much as I hate to say it, Ben is right." Mom sighed, "You had no say in this matter anywhere. If it happened it was meant to be."
"And now I made Samuel try to Change her," I wailed, "I'm such a greedy person!"
"You're father has been talking to you." Mom sounded a little angry, "No wonder. Porsche, you aren't a bad person for trying to keep your friend alive, you're normal for wanting it. It's natural okay?"
It wasn't okay.
It'd never be okay.
If Donia made it through this, Dad wasn't the only one who'd never forgive himself.
I am such a bad person.
A/N-
Yay! I got a few reviews! Not many, only two, but still! Better than none!
Notloggedin: Just a tad lolz
That is very true, but u can lie to yourself better than you can anyone else
oh darn! there goes my plans for the weekend!
i knew u would xD
:) not yet, noooooot yet i have this whole storyline planned out, you wont see her having her own yet
yes and yes (i only have two were relationships to go by and that would be Anna and Charles' and Mercy and Adam's tho i should b able to do it without an example, ill admit) but im guys in my head, i have a few tricks up my sleeve, have a little faith, gawsh xD
and no, to me it doesn't matter how dominant they r because all of the guys vie dated r natural control freaks
*all the guys vie dumped are natural control freaks as well
all the guys that dumped me-wat am i talking about? xD i have been lucky enuf to never have been dumped
:) i have them playing with her in one chapter of "growing up wolf" when adam comes home to find ben and porsche wrestling and he gets pissed xD
no, no there is not. for the record, i am a terrible author so really i have an excuse! well…sort of, i mean…being a terrible author is an excuse…right?
isn't it? plus i always forget theirs something wrong! i kept forgetting she had gotten shot in the last one.
i may have to break the trend tomorrow…i have loads of math to do and i have to finish it b4 tuesday AND read a very boring book, but im at my aunt and uncles this weekend (ill b able to update, no worries about this weekend cuz they have wifi) and mondays are killer over here :( so idk bout 2moro but i shall try, i can probably finish math by 10 2moro morning if i wake up, the book…not so much D: sorry! forgive me?
XxxxIceQueenxxxX: :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD (my epic smiley beat yours HA!)
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quick vote:
how many of u think Donia is going to go wolf?
how many think she's going to die?
i cant tell u but maybe u guys will change my mind because well…i wont tell u watt im leaning to but i doubt any of my characters will like it…or any of Patricia Briggs'…maybe thats a lie, Greg and Timothy wont care
Okay so like I told Notloggedin, I may not be able to update 2moro, but ill sure as heck try. or at least ill try to get a short chapter for this or for "growing up wolf" so you guys don't suffer!
PLEASE ACCEPT MY APOLOGY AND PEACE OFFERING?
I know you're probable all furious with me, but review anyways? : / it will make me feel guiltier and update faster…
SO SORRY!
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