Chapter 5

"Who might that be?" I wondered. 

My father left the room quickly. I could hear him talking with someone. It sounded like Peter. 

"Its my friend from school. Let him in!" I shouted

 My mother looked at me a stern cold face. She disliked visitor's.  

"We will have this conversation after your friend has left. Those dogs can't get away with hurting my daughter! I won't let them." Mavis pressed. 

I heard footsteps approaching. The door opened wide. I smiled as I saw Peter standing there. But what I could understand was why he brought a mouse with him. I never liked Sandra. She was always so picky and acting clean and innocent. She represented everything I hated. She was too good. Nothing like Peter. 

"Oh look darling, your friends from school have come to see you." George said with a wide pretense smile on his face. 

"Come closer." I said. 

I could see the eagerness in Peter's eyes, he feared me and that turned me on. 

"Don't be afraid, go to her. She's doing much better now." Said George.

Peter placed the paperwork on the side of my bed, his large hands were shaking. I stared into his hazel eyes and could see his wildest desires.  

"How do you feel?" 

I giggled. 

"Do you really want to know, or should I show you?" I asked. 

"No not here. Everyone's watching.." Peter whispered. 

I could see his forehead already being filled with the sweat of his insecurities. 

I laughed. 

My parents eyed each other with confusion.  I had kept my activities with Peter a secret from them. If they knew how I felt about Peter, they would destroy my fun. 

"Sandra was concerned about you. So I told her to come with me." 

That name alone felt like an illness deepening through my soul. I hated it. 

"How nice of her." 

The words alone were hard to release. 

Peter turned to face his friend. I could see Sandra smile and wave at me. 

"Hey." She said in a squaky annoying voice. 

My jealousy increased. I wanted to cut her throat, right there. 

My parents could feel the heat in my body from across the room. They sensed my anger. 

"Jessica dear, you've been up for a while but have eaten nothing since now. How about you meet with your friends another day." Mavis pleaded. 

I was so disappointed with my mother for disturbing me. If only she would allow me to use my magic anytime I wanted but that's not the case for the Winslow teenager, I guess. 

I watched as my lovely crush walk away. The mouse followed behind him. 

I could hear the main front door closing. I was so angry. 

I grabbed the paperwork and threw it in the air. 

"Calm yourself!" Mavis shouted. 

"I want to kill her!" 

"We don't kill without a valid reason." 

I laughed at my mother's hypocritical comment. I guess the best witches according to her were the best liars. 

Jake

Seeing my father leave was sad. But I have to admit that it was also wonderful.  I could at least have a peace of mind. No more comments about how I should live my life or how I should aspire to be future Daniel. In simple words. It felt awesome whenever my father was away. I could be my true self without even having to pretend. I played rock songs from my Bluetooth speaker and enjoyed myself with some meat snacks. Definitely not raw meat like my father. 

I  made my own very mixture of alcohol as if i was a professional at making cocktails but of course I wasnt. I took a sip and was satisfied with the results. I finished an entire bottle of vodka even as I knew well without a doubt that i couldn't be drunk because i was a werewolf.  

I heard the door bell ring, I knew that it could only Paul and indeed I was right. I made crazy dance move and enjoyed the music even more. 

"Ahem!" Said Paul, clearing his voice. 

Coach didn't seem happy. I immediately lowered the loud sound. 

"What's wrong now,  you're moping on a weekend?" 

 

"It might be a weekend but I must do my job. Your father asked that I check up on you regularly just to make sure things go accordingly." 

I laughed.

"But I didn't do anything wrong. Did he hire you to babysit me?" 

"Something like that." 

I couldn't believe the nerve. 

"I thought I told him that I'm old enough to take care of myself." I protested. 

Paul eyed me.  

"You know all parents are overprotective about their children. That's why he did that." He said. 

"Well I think it would be better my father would start trusting me instead of always expecting me to do bad. He wasn't being overprotective, he was just concerned that I would ruin his furniture as well as his reputation. That's all that matter's to him." 

I began to tidy up the room. The music didn't feel as fun anymore. 

"One thing I know about Daniel is that he doesn't speak lies. He loves you very much." Paul pressed. 

"Well at least you'll be my babysitter. I don't want a stranger." I teased. 

Paul's expression changed. I guess he felt offended. 

"I won't be your babysitter, I will be in my house but still checking on your well being." 

"Do you mean that you won't stay here with me?" 

Paul nodded. 

I felt like giving coach a big hug but then that's what humans do. Werewolves don't do hugs. 

"I want to bring someone special." 

"Sandra?" 

"Yes." 

Paul laughed. 

"Make sure that no one other than me knows that you and her are a legit couple." He advised. 

"We are not yet a couple but we will be as soon as I get her to agree to be mine." 

"Then what are you waiting for? If you don't express yourself to her someone else will."

I felt hopel because coach was supportive.  

"So you are not against me and.." 

"I am not your father, but I will always care about your happiness." 

I felt relieved. 

"That means a lot to me. Because of those wise words I'll ask my father to give you a raise." 

Paul chuckled. 

"Now you are overstepping the boundary. If I need a raise, I'll tell Daniel myself. Remember don't let the others know." He pressed.