"I cannot believe you took more time to get ready than me. And I put make-up on." I shake my head to express my surprise.
"I didn't want to get out of that shower. It felt too good. Sorry." He scratched the back of his hear laughing.
"Can we go to the Diner? Tiffany begged me to go." I ask him.
"Ugh. Do we have to?" He say with pleading eyes.
"What about... we get a milkshake real quick. Stay for 15 minutes tops. Just oblige me, Myeengun. I promise you will like it." I try to lure him.
"Fine. Let's go. I guess you need to eat something after that non-existing lunch you took." He sullenly said.
"What? I had a big breakfast."
When we arrived, I saw the tension in Cole's face. He smiled anyways.
"Hi guys. Look what this kitty cat dragged in." I say to the group.
A big group.
Britney and Hunter were eating each other faces. Tiffany and Katie were talking to each other. Molly, Cole, Tucker and Logan were in a separate table but near enough for all to enjoy each others company.
Ogi waved them and smiled.
"King, seat near me." Tiffany confidently says.
"Sit down, I'll call the waiter." I reassure him.
Molly came with me.
"Is everything okay, with you and Cole?" She asks.
"We're friends, Molly." I replied.
"I know. I'm just making sure"
"Thank you. Thank you, really." I smile looking into her eyes "I'm good. Took me all summer but I'm good without him. Besides we got you to worry about. Tucker is eating you with his eyes, yet again." I laugh.
She blush and return to her seat.
"Nanaboozhoo?" I yelled on the counter.
As a flash, King was besides me. "Don't go inside. Call the cops." He says with his eyes red. Literally red.
"What?!" I asked, afraid.
"Ziigwan, listen to me. Call the Sheriff. I'll go inside. Do you trust me?" He looks deep into my eyes. His eyes red as blood. All the black gone.
"I trust you with my life. I always had. You know. Just go in with one of the boys. Please Myeengun. You're scaring me." I plead.
"Okay. Dial. Now. Say that a woman is bleeding in the kitchen of the Diner." He says turning back "Logan, come here for a second."
After King, Logan is the biggest of the boys, well-toned, buff body. It was a good choice.
I dial and replied what he said to me to the lady that answered my call.
The rest of the group stood up and marched to the counter and stood beside me.
"What's going on?" Cole asked.
"I don't know. The waiter is not here, neither the other woman. I don't know her name. I forgot." I took a breath in "They went to the kitchen to see what is going on."
"We didn't order anything. We were waiting for you and besides no one came... " said Hunter.
"We were so wrapped in conversation that we didn't even notice..." Molly tells me putting her hand in mine.
Logan and King appear. Logan runs to the sink to vomit.
"Oh my god. Log..." Katie says rushing to his side.
"They're both dead." King states. "Let's wait in the front until the Sheriff arrives." He dragged Logan.
"Ogi." I was feeling light headed.
I feel him near "Ogi."
"I'm here. It was not any of us. We're all okay." He holds me, sitting me on a near by booth.
Too hot . 06
I called my mom to let her know I was coming home late. For her not to worry. That I'll be back as soon as possible and that King would be with me.
"Okay. Text me as soon as you get to the car to come here. Ok?"
"Okay, mom, I love you." I hang up.
We are all being questioned. It's not scarry, they just need us to tell what happened. Still. Ogi was being weirdly overprotective.
"Did you told them everything?" He asked.
"I told them that you and me thought it was stange that no one answered and that you called Logan to go with you to check it out. And then called the police." I smiled briefly "I know what to do."
"Good. I know you do." He pants a kiss on my forehead and walked away.
"Z, are you okay?" Molly asks visibly shaken.
"Yeah. Thank god that the boys went to check it out. If it was me I would faint with the dead bodies. Jeez." I tell her.
"We were so stupid. How did we miss the fact that no one came to take our order? We were here for five minutes before you and King arrived. You know?" She cries in my shoulder.
"That's okay. It was not your fault, sweetie. It was not our fault." I embrace her and let her cry it out.
After a while I saw them taking two huge black body bags away.
"Can we go now?" I asked the deputy.
"Yes, you can all go. I'm sorry you got to witness this." He smiled obviously sad.
"Thank you, sir." I answer.
"Ogimaa, please take me home." I plead, looking like a lost puppy.
King just hold me up, from the chair I was sitting and helped me to the car.
"Molly. Is she ok?" I asked before he closed the door.
"Yes, Namid. Hunter and Cole are taking everyone home. Don't worry. Rest." He slams the door.
Texted my mom.
Me: we're going now.
Mom : okay. Dinner almost ready.
"I cannot eat." I say out loud.
And dozed off to sleep.
"Yes. They said it was an animal attack. Two. Females. One forty years old and the other mid-twenties." He paused "I need to take care of my ogimaakwe."
"G'gizhiitaa ina?" He fumed. "Urgh."
I hear his phone crash into the back seat.
"I know you are awake. I sense you're breathing faster" he says putting the car to a stop.
I yawn. "What did you say? The last words of that call I mean..." I asked.
"You were sleepy, it was nothing." He answers.
"Right." I say.
"I'll come in with you." He tells me getting out of the car.
"Okay." I gather my stuff to get out of the car.
He opens the car door for me to exit.
Odd.
"Thank you." I smile at him.
"Mom?" I call out.
I entered the living room and found my mother, Ogi's mother and his dad.
Okay. That's scary. When his dad is here...
"What's going on?" I stop in my tracks. Ogi colliding with me.
"I called them in the way here." He tells me.
"Sweetie are you okay?" My mom hugs me.
"Yeah. Ogi was there. I saw nothing. He was the hero." I rolled my eyes.
"Awegonen o'owe?" Asked Ogi.
"I came to see if Little Flower needed anything. Her father is away. I'm the closest to them. He was my best brother back in the day." Mr. Binesi said.
Ogi placed himself in front of me. Like as he was protecting me from his own father.
"Ogi, what's got into you today?" I touched his arm. He's really warm. Too hot. "Ogi, calm down."
He faced me. "Take me to your bathroom."
"What's going on?" I asked him "Tell me. Just tell me.""How did you know that those women were dead?" I asked again."I can't tell you, Ziig." He says finally."What? Why not?" I ask him."I just can't.""Look. Is really weird that you came back and suddenly you think you're my bodyguard." I paused, shifting my weight to my left leg. "I don't need that kind of treatment. We're friends. We will always be friends. I care about you and you care about me. I got it, but why are you acting like you need to protect me from your own father? Are you keeping up?" I'm starting to fume."No. You should go downstairs now.""You're obviously kidding me... " I storm out.Downstairs, I asked the trio. "what is going on?""The sheriff is a friend and called me to make sure you and Ogimaa were okay.Are you okay?" Mr Binesi asked."Yes. Ogimaa helped me and all our friends at the Diner. We're just shocked. Nothing really ha
Buzz buzz buzz6:15Alarm.Seriously, I was out last night. As my head hit the pillow I probably started to snore.I was so tired. It was such a long day.Buzz buzz buzz6:20Alarm.Let's get dressed. Jump out off bed.Breakfast's in thirty minutes. I got a lot of make-up to put on my face today to try to conceal those bags and darkness under my eyes.I'm dressing simple today. Skinny black jeans, ripped over my knees and under my butt. Red tank top. Black wedge boots. Black satin duster jacket.A black choker and my hair down straight.Smokey eyes and red lipstick.Grab my black tote bag. I didn't even took anything out yesterday. Well, I got no time.Run downstairs and literally swallow the breakfast.7:00"Sorry mom. It was the make-up." I say while eating."Slow down. You have to eat properly. He'll wait 5 minutes. He won't die." My mom laughs."You're ri
"Ogi, what tha funk are you talking about? That's a Hollywood movie, not real life. Wake up.""Just calm down or else you will act suspicious in front of all these people.""Let just get to next class. I'll be fine by then." I rush past him.The rest of the afternoon went smoothly.It's Wednesday and usually the practice is thougher on hump day. Today was not, well it was business as usual, but strangely it was easier for me.I think I'm faster and don't get that tired. Maybe it's just the adrenaline from recently been a victim of Ogi and life."I'm so hungry. my stomach is eating itself. Urgh." I cry out in the locker room."I would tell you to go to that Diner, but you know..." McKenzie said.McKenzie is that typical bitchy girl, that is always rolling her eyes, saying 'Whatever' and 'Loser', undermining everyone that is, in her mind, a threat."Jeez, McKenzie, you're going to hell for sure..." I snap back."Oh,
"You're on edge..." Ogi tells me when we get to the car."McKenzie... is just... Urgh!""You're afraid that people notice your pull towards me. They all already have. Just stop fighting it.""I have no idea of what you are talking about... I mean. We're friends." I say stoically."Well, we don't need to be more than friends... just you keep lying to yourself and that's when your pain grows. Meaning. I got used to it and manage to function without much-needed closeness, but you... you'll find it an impossible task if you deny it even exists." He tells me calmly."When did you become a philosophy master?" I ask."I had to deal with a lot in the past six years. That's it." He shared."I see. So, how weird it would be if I place my hand in your neck?" I ask afraid of sounding desperate."That's an interesting choice, but okay. I wouldn't be offended. Neither would I look too much into it." He says.I immediately place my lef
Buzz buzz buzz6:15Alarm.Get immediately out of bed. I'm fresh as a leaf today. Guess that nap wrapped in Ogi had some positive effects.Great.What am I wearing today? Oversized white shirt, white skinny jeans. Camel cardigan and ankle boots. Wavy beach hair, light make-up but purple lipstick. Purple tote bag.I think I've overdone it today, but I don't care. I love it.Me: Can you come inside? I'm a tiny, little late. Sorry!Ogi: O.k.. C'ya soon.And I'm freaking late. Urgh!7:00"Mom, I'm late." I yell, descending the stairs."I know. Sit down.""Ogi is already here." I smile."And got some awful news." My mom adds."Indeed. I was just telling Mrs. Woods that Sheriff called my father last night to inform that a person that was found dead in Covill motel. it's a man, late 50's. Animal attack." He says."Oh my. That's terrible. Horrible news. What is going on? Rabies?"
"Ogimaa, you had six years to get used to it. I'm seventeen and thought I knew all it was there to know about myself. I'm sorry if this is not easy for me to swallow." I pause " I don't even know if you're not having a psychotic episode and I'm getting convinced of something that is not real."He starts to come back to the car and strip his clothes."Shit." I let out "what if someone sees?""If you don't believe it yourself, even with your family background... Do you think a tourist will believe his or her eyes?""No." I simply reply.He was only with boxers shorts.I don't think anybody is around here anyways. This is a pretty remote access to the woods and the car is really close to the trees."Okay. Here goes nothing." He declares "Take the car keys, my flower."I run to his side and store the keys inside one of my many pockets, zipping it."Okay, just let me kiss you first."I look up to him and
"Your mate was born on a snow moon and Great Spirits Moon. First full moon of the year. He's not white, is he?" My father asked as it was nothing."He's dark brown, almost black. And you?" I ask with shaking hands and voice."I'm plain grey. Like the wonderful Canis Lupus. Just bigger. We thought you wouldn't be like me, since your mom is not Anishinaabe. Looks like she is. Not pure of course, but not as far as it looks." He pause " Pure was an awful word to use. I'm sorry my love." And kisses my mom's hand."That's why we're only having this conversation now?""Yes. Until now, you didn't need to know." He answers "Your mom told me 5 or 6 years ago that little wolf was acting strange. I told her who he was. She also expressed concern about you and him. I wrongly dismissed any imprinting on you. I thought you didn't have enough Anishinaabe blood to be his mate.""Both Grandma and Grandpa are Chippewa descendants, I didn't know that." My mom adds.
"Look. We have super abilities. I'm not joking. We literally can smell every component of that amazing shampoo that you usually use. Sometimes you switch to another, more like a pine tree meets an orange scent. I can see your blood passing through your veins, in your neck, in your wrists. I can hear your lungs and the air entering and exiting. Your heart beating. I can see a gap in your third and fourth right upper teeth and other things that I don't have to tell you."I ruminate on that. "So you have to focus on what you want and ignore the rest. If you are not trained...""She lost it. Probably don't even know what to do. Acting only by instinct. Instinct of a wolf that was born a month ago. This is a mess." He concludes."I don't want to be a mess..." I say sad."You won't be a mess. Not even a hot mess. You were born wolf. You just didn't know. Besides you got me to help you."*-*-*-*-*-*-*Covill is a small t