Evil Is Her Name [DO NOT READ]

Chapter 7

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I always believed no matter what happens to me now, that somewhere, someday I'd be happy. I truly looked forward to my future. Away from my mother.

I don't want to sound like one of those overly dramatic teenagers that complain because they think their parents are ruining their lives by butting in all the time.

I of all people have that excuse and could use it because she literally was.

When she saw my glasses were covered in that red liquid, that would not come off no matter how hard I tried, and the fact that they were dented due to the little fall I had, she went nuts.

I made a failed attempt at explaining, but she didn't want to hear. I tried mentioning Giselle, but decided against it. My mother did not want me near her. I didn't know why, not that I complained.

I didn't want to be near her anyway. When I would ask why she didn't like her, she would always try to change the topic or force it to change. If I had told her, she would probably try to enforce homeschooling on me again.

She tried one year with me in middle school, and it was the first time I would not relent. I rebelled until she let me go to school.

Honestly, as much as I hate the people there, I would rather be teased at school than spend any more hours with her. Besides school is the only place I can get fresh air. Whenever I needed to shift, I would shift in the basement.

My wolf howls in dissatisfaction each time we shift when my mother is gone. Our basement is humungous, due to the fact it used to be used for indoor training whenever it would rain.

Now it's just a dusty old basement, the only place I ever shift. I think my mother is trying to make my wolf spirit disappear.

I know I shouldn’t jump to conclusions just yet but still. I've only ever shifted outside 4 times. Besides,  if someone else tries to attempt to kill a minor's wolf, it's punishable by law.

Anyway back to the present.

She started yelling in the car while driving. Not the safest way to drive, because it seemed like we almost crashed into cars and signs more than a couple of times.

She glared at me as she opened the front door of the house.

And get this, she wasn't mad at what happened to the ugly things, but that the fact I wasn’t wearing them got her furious.

Unbelievable.

"You know, if you are this irresponsible, I shouldn't allow you to go to college. Who knows what could happen with you alone."

Wait. What?

"What?! What does me going to college have to with anything? That's about 3 1/2 years away! Besides I'm going whether you like it or not."

I saw her eyes flame up in anger but she spoke in a deathly calm voice, "Don't ever raise your voice at your mother. And it's my decision as much as yours. There's no way you can live alone."

"I can."

"Really? Look what happened today. If I was there at school with you nothing would have happened."

"It wasn't my fault! Besides I'd rather have that happen again then spend any more time with you!"

Slap.

The sound vibrated in the room.

"How dare you! Your father and brother would give anything to be in your place right now! They never chose to die!" Tear were welling up. "You know what I would've given anything to have them back. Each day I wish that you were the one to die instead of them. If I could trade their lives for yours I would!"