The curse of Red

12.

Song: Buddy Holly - Weezer

Isabella pov

I stretch my arms out let go of loud happily grunts because for the first time in weeks, I felt rested. Sleep has never felt this good.
My arms racked to the left side of bed noticing a cold spot. I scot up placing my back against the headboard looking around noticing the tiny rays of bright sunshine peaking through my windows curtains.
"Okay Rain that run and bath made us have the weirdest hot dream ever."
I loudly speak my thoughts. But she doesn't respond instead she pacing back and fourth.
I pay her no mind while I grab my robe from the floor wrapping my bare body to walk to Gabriellas room.
I open the door to beautifully pink and gray room filled with wolves that her grandfather got her.
"Gabby?"
I nervously look around to notice her bed was empty. EMPTY!
She's gone.
My heart begins to race as I run to her closet busting it wide open.
"Gabby are you in here!?"
Loud bumping comes from my chest as it ready to explode, rushy take the steps down begin to scream, "This isn't funny GABRIELLA!!  Where are you?"

My eyes search the room and nothing!
My legs go faster as I swing the kitchen door wide open to only spot her talking to the King while eating a bowl a cereal.
My feet planted to the ground in shock
'If we would have scented her we would have been able to feel her but noooooo.'
My wolf angrily states a fact but  I say nothing.

"What do you call this ?" He asked her
"Cocoa Puffs! How can you not know this!" She sarcastically says

"Gabriella! Do not speak to our Ki..."
He waves his hands up shutting me up
"Uncle Henrick has never had these Cocoa Puffs
before. .....
She means no harm."
Henrick ? I always wonder what is his name was it was darn near perfect.
"Gabby, my favorite breakfast is Mettbrötchen. Have you had it?"

"Mettt what... uncle?" She snickers
She laughed as she placed another spoon of round chocolatey sugary breakfast into her mouth.
"Oh it's quite delicious little one, it's a like what you Americans call a Sand-which with mett, raw pork." He says as I can hear his stomach growl out of hunger.
I quickly let my feet move towards the fridge begin grabbing whatever I see from the refrigerator grabbing all ingredients to make breakfast.
Conversations and giggle filled the air while cooking breakfast in depth conversations about the Best breakfast.
Fifteen minutes later I place plates in front to them.
He looks down then back at me, "I'm not allow to eat before .......YOU."
I next to them with a plate of my own as my daughter happily hums while chewing on her breakfast.
I take a piece of sausage to my lips his eyes followed my lips while meat landed in my tongue.
I begin to chow as he now turns to eat his own meal, I can't keep looking between both my daughter and her real father noticing the some remarkable similarities. I take a breakfast sausage into my mouth begin to chew then swallow then he begins to eat.
Oh the simplicity of similarities are wild, I try not to make my staring noticeable, but it was too obvious whose her real father.
Sharp nose, Broad shoulders, almond shape eyes even something as simple of the way she held her fork.
" I must say you seem busy looking between us, I must ask why." He says as I wonder if he solved the truth.
I quickly lie, "I was just ... hm amazed how she was okay with you."

A quick lie.
He just Lets go of 'O'  expression while humming a happy tune.
"I was hungry, Thank you for this lovely breakfast."
He quickly gets up begins to pick up all plates and starts to wash them?
The king of all wolves acted causal washing dishes while humming a music melody.
"Gabriella, would you like to go Mr. Louis book store this morning?"
"Yes!" She responded quickly took off running upstairs to the shower to get ready.
My daughter loved the smell of old books and music in her ears while sitting still for hours.  Not to mention her close friend was always there as he was owner son.
I begin to leave the kitchen as Henrick was drying the dishes his arm extend out reaching for my arm.
"We have a lot to discuss."
He says while ignoring him, "if you want tag along feel free to come along."
There was nothing to discuss because I was the Kings mistress and I wasn't even good enough to be his mate.  My wolf disagree with my insecurities but I couldn't help it.

I placed on a black Beatles cut off shirt with green Boho High Waisted Skirt with white keds. While Gabriella dress in her usually comfy clothes, black tights with my old college Rick band T shirt of Gun and Roses and her dads over size flannel shirt. Oh we couldn't forget her black combat boots. She had a unique style but she love have things reminder her of people she love on her.  

We both reach down the stairs to see Henrick dress in Pastel green overprice slacks with a white cable knit sweater.  "What are you wearing?"
We both looked down and then back at him.
"I myself am ...strange and unusual."
We quote a line from our favorite movie Beetlejuice as we burst out in laughter.
He huff shaking his head as we all walked out.

We drove my breakdown pickup truck down to local town as we walked most of stores. Gabriella always ran before me rushing to get to her favorite record/book store.

Mr. Frank Louis was owner of book store she loves, plus he was very taken by her but I think she mostly had a crush on Frank the third.
A boy a couple years older than her, she thinks, "he's so cool."
They would sit in bean bags listing to cassette player listening to Nirvana for hours. Mr Louis didn't mind keeping close eye on her while I did some grocery shopping.
She ran before us as I felt hands get hold on mine.
We didn't share any words while we held hands until Gabriella look back "Come on MoM!"
I nervously let go as I placed my hand on my arm nervously moving it up and down.
The bell rang above as we all enter.
"Gabby! Frank in the back!"
He yelled as her main purpose was hang out with her friend.
"Thank you Mr. Louis." She respectfully said.
"Bella! You look marvelous."
He said as he wrapped his arms around me giving me a hug. But growl next me made us quickly turn to stare at Henrick.
"Oh this Henrick his an out of towner, a family friend."
Mr. Louis stuck out his arm as Henrick Just stared at his hand with a predatory stare.
Mr. Louis Just placed his hand back in his pocket.
"How are you holding up sweetie." He quickly place his other arm around my shoulder forcing me to walk with him away from Henrick.
"Sorry about your lost, they were great parents."
I just nod with agreement as the pain of losing always seem to great to handle.
"Do you mind keep an close eyes on Gabby while I go to the Market grab something for dinner."

"Of course not. I think Frank might have a little crush on her." He says as we both stare at the kids sitting on bean bag together.
Standing a little too close to them is Henrick starting at the two children with confusion in his eyes.
"What is this?"He touches down the bag "uncle sit." Gab pats down.
His Brody face shows a sign of uncomfortableness but Gab makes him smile. She places a headphones on his head as eye brown squeeze together.
Mr. Louis takes a quick sniff in the air, notices something that surprised him even further.
I meet Mr. Louis one night on run, my wolf had decide to knee down smell flowers that little pricks sticking out and got stuck on her stupid nose. He was around the corner Running his wolf River when he heard us in distress. Since then we have been friends, he was Mr. Kevin best friend.
"Bella, is that who I think it is?" He says knowing those headphones on his head will keep our conversation out of his ears.
I quickly grab by arm, "please don't say anything."
"Of course not my allegiance is with him and you."

Allegiance?
"Who is this BUDDY HOLLY?" He yells forgetting about the headphones on him while Gab lets out a huge laugh.
Mr. Louis eyes show something; he knows. "Gab is happy to be near her father."
He whispers "shh there's a reason they don't know." He bow his head in understanding while walking away.