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13: Danger Zone
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Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 14: Arson
"You always eat that kind of food here?!" I was so irritated, I wiped my mouth with the tissue paper Tyler handed me. Blake hasn't spoken a word ever since, I gave Tyler a knowing look and then traced to the gooey pot that looks like a witch poison that's color red almost violet with melted cheese. "For some time now," Tyler answered. "How can you eat that?" I remember having tea with Tiffany, I never imagined her cooking like this. "I'm just going to throw this," Blake mumbled, wearing blue pot holder gloves.I almost knocked over a condiments container when stopping him. I'm a person who doesn't like to feel bad about someone. I should've held my mouth like Tyler did. "No, Blake, stop. I can help you, I know how to cook." Blake gloated at me. "Can you?" It didn't took me a while to notice that the joke was on me. Blake gave me a wooden spoon and smiled at me. "I'll prepare the table." Tyler was not on his spot when I turned around, Blake exited happily, I almost broke the sp
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 15: No reason to say No
Michael Summers stood glumly beside Richard and shoot imaginary daggers at the two. I started to weep inside but I didn't show any emotion on the outside. That's a sign of weakness. And I'm done being the prey of these wolves in sheep's clothing. "Why?" The only question my mouth voiced was the best question out of all. I stared down at the table. What's happening to me? Why did suddenly the world cascade into a danger zone?"Because you've changed." I eyed Michael who started talking. "Since your mom died. You're not the sweetest person I met when we were young, nor the innocent and kind lady that I've liked. You went berserk, hungry too, like a wolf, and thinks there's a prize for you waiting at the end, when in fact, there's none. I don't know you anymore Harriet. Time to cut the horns that are growing inside you." Those words cut deep into my heart, but they didn't make me bleed. His words were true. I saw myself doing things I didn't know I could do before, like live alone,
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 16: In Warmth and Comfortableness
"I don't see a house, we've searched the whole forest. Are you sure there's a werewolf house here?" I lowered my head down and fit my whole body from my hiding spot enough to still get a sight of what was happening in there. Tiffany transformed into his wolf form growling at the men. "A wolf!" One shrieked. "See? I told you, this means we're nearing his house! Isn’t that the legendary wolf?!" The one who looked small and fragile pointed at Tiffany, he doesn't have any rifle attached to his chest, but he was wearing a brown vest just like the two. They're hunters, and they would kill wild animals for fun. I'm guessing the one that looked so fragile and had an egg-shaped face was the one who told the two that he saw a wolf, and the other two that had a rifle and were bulky and no doubt skilled in hunting were convinced and joined him for the sake of fun. But for the guy without a rifle it means so much to him, he did it so he could have friends join him. I learned that people have
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 17 Live for the Thrill
At night, I couldn't sleep, I keep on turning on the floor. I don't know if it's because of the hardwood or the bugger in my mind that won't stop talking. It whispered something I could never believe for my whole life. But what if? It was proven that Richard wasn't my father, and Tyler met my mom before she met Richard. It was possible that something happened between them, my Mom, Artha, already had me when she met Richard. That also answers why I'm older than the twins. Could it be? No... When morning came, I'm like a ghost that complemented the empty house really well: with the bags under my eyes, my dizzy head, and my birdnest hair the house was complete. I don't need to buy furniture anymore. I solved half of my problem. As if. I stood and sigh while I folded my cot of clothes sewn together. The third candle out of the five candlesticks I bought got finished by the night. I cleaned the genie lamp and went down to drink water. From my view, Tiffany was sweeping and doing
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 18: Praying Angel
I stumbled moving backward when Michael inched slowly to me. I wished I could be one with the chair or disappear forever since my life has given me nothing but pain and loses, and the next it would be shameful when I got raped by my friend. His steady breathing was blowing on my face. As if he's not going to do something bad to me. "Stop whatever you're doing Michael, I don't love you!" At this moment all I can do was pray. I'm about to slip down my chair and my breathing stop. I sweat profusely and I scream with all my might but he found my neck and grasped his hands against it. My breathing went ragged and my face began to turn red. I pressed my lips together and pushed him with all my might. "No! You can't do this to me, Harriet! You're going to love me!" His fiery eyes set ablaze as his nose crinkled up.I closed my eyes when I felt his lips covered mine, and scream the name of the only person who warned me about this in my mind.Tyler!As if it was linked, a big ball suddenly
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 19: It's time to see ghosts
"Can I ask you something? How old are you? Both of you?" I can't find the right words for this to be more complicated as possible. I don't want Tiffany to get the wrong idea that I suspect Tyler as my biological father.I led Tiffany to check the bathroom on the second floor that's part of the big room, I bet mom used that room painted in purple with streaks of something painted on the headwall. "I'm going for my 100th, I don't know about him, I never ask," Tiffany replied and reach for the bathroom door but before she opened it, she faced me with a grin."Why don't you try and ask him yourself?" I realized how much I dislike Tiffany’s grinning. She checked the faucet and other pipes and we followed them to where they were settled. "No." I shook my head firmly, that would be a total embarrassment, and I already have a fair share of shame. The pipes ended at the end of the hallway where a thin board was laid on. Tiffany knocks on it. "It amazes me that you only sleep on this house
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 20: When you go to school
Tiffany was so kind, she let me use her laundry area for my clothes, feed me breakfast, and gave me cookies for a snack. I deduced she was great at baking, but not at cooking. In this world, you can't master both, just like how you cannot serve two masters at the same time. I'm not great at baking, but I'm great at cooking, Tiffany’s the opposite. One can be introverted the other was extroverted. Someone's good at dancing, someone's good at singing. But everything changes in terms of academics. I tried to be the excellent one but I always end up in the fourth row. Also known as the row of losers. "I can't believe you think Tyler's your father!" But sometimes, some people get on your nerves. I averted my gaze to the spinning washing machine. "I don't want to talk about that." I crossed my arms and pressed my lips together. Tiffany laughed. Always the one that can point my embarrassment in life. She's the official embarrassment-pointer of my life. "By the way, I happen to be walk
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 21: First School for Witchcraft
"Is that okay?" Blake folded the sleeves of his biker jacket to his biceps length. I'm so happy today that I gave him a double thumbs up. It was the first time I was able to smile when thinking about going to school. Blake and I stood in front of the door and grinned at each other. "It feels like taking your father and mother to school," I joked. Blake huffed and cross his arms. "More like your anxiety has been cleared because you asked us for help." "Yes, bringing your parents to school," I agreed, my smile never faded until Tyler opened the door, that's when my eyes turn wide. "What are you wearing?!" It's not that bad or something, but it's too goody-goody, he was wearing a button-up white shirt with a black coat and pants. "We're going to school, not meet a CEO." I blurted, his hair was swept on one side, and had a round eyeglasses. I almost forgot that his shoes were so shiny that mine got into despair. I didn't cleaned my shoes, I just wiped them with a ragged cloth. "P
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