CHAPTER 5

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Tricia's POV I suddenly heard a pained loud cry from Carlotta's room and what followed was a gunshot. 'whats going on?' I ask no one in particular and carefully walked into the kitchen. I grabbed a knife before sneakily walking back into Carlotta's room. I walked in to see the lamest thing ever known to the werewolf kind. It was Carlotta in a human police out fit, with a fake gun. The fake gun made a loud noise just like a real gun would but it is harmless. "Not cool Carl" I called her by her nickname "Oh we're using nicknames today. okay Trish" "Why would you do this to me so early? " I complain massaging my aching head ,"Sorry, I made breakfast " I heard her say and rushed to the dinning for food. We ate together and after finishing up our meals; Carl decided to treat me out. We went to the main streets of New York and I got to see so many humans. We went to a supermarket and bought a lot of things before moving to the park, we had a lot of fun there. Lastly, Carl took me to a steakhouse and we sat there and ate delicious steak. I called onto a man in a suit, he seemed to be the manager there and he approached our table. "Hello Miss. I hope there's no problem" he asked "No, there's no problem. Um My name is Tricia and I was wondering if you are in need of someone who could cook for you here" I offered "You want to work here? He asked "Yes sir" I answered "Sorry ma'am but we already have a lot of employees. Though I might have an idea for you; there's a coffee house nearby and they've been seeking for new waiters for a long while now. Am sure they'd hire you"he said In a calm and sweet voice "Thank you" I said and he walked away "What are you doing?" I heard Carlotta's complain "What is it?" "Why would you want to work here?" "I told you about my big American dream right?" I answered "Yeah but you-" "Shhhhhhhhhhhhh" I shushed her up after sniffing something "What", "Do you smell that?" I asked "Steak?" "No, werewolf. There's a werewolf here" I said and looked at Carl with a shocked expression "So? There are werewolves around us but they have to keep their identities a secret" she explained "Oh" I said "Come on, let's go get you a job at a coffee house" she slurred her words but I didn't care as long as I can make the money I needed to fulfill my ambition. We got to the coffee house and ordered coffee before I went to see the manager. After speaking to him for a while, I got the job. I felt over the moon when he told me I could begin anytime I wanted. The pay wasn't much but I still felt sated with it. I was finally making a move into getting an apartment in New York City; away from my dad and my pack. I imagined freedom looking at me from a distance with a huge smile on its face. We went back home and I began prepping for my days ahead. The next day, I went to work; I had to take the customers order to the girl by the counter, that was pretty easy at first. Then I had a lunch break at 1pm, I felt so grateful for that because my hands hurt from offering people their coffee and cleaning up afterwards. This is my life now, once the break was over I focussed on my big American dream and that was all the morale I needed to continue working even after being really tired. After the days work was over, I left the Cafe with my purse and went home to my crazy friend. "Once I got into my room; I let myself fall down on the bed. "Bitch.... you're home" she cheered "Wow, the guestroom looks superb and most definitely Tricia's style" she blabbed "Am hungry" I said "I got pizza" she said and like an on and off switch had been flipped in my brain, I immediately got off the bed and ran into her kitchen for the pizza. I ate the pizza and forgot to save some slices for Carlotta. Luckily I got some tips from work today and they were enough to get another pizza for her. I truly felt extremely tired but I couldn't sleep, I just couldn't help but miss home already. I thought back to my days at home and I realized that I truly had nothing to miss. I'd spend my days cleaning up the house and taking care of dad's numerous wishes like a housemaid and I'd complain to mum about how tired I'd get but all she'd care about is if I had hunted for meat or not. Sometimes I'd feel like a used up toy while sometimes I'd feel like I was doing the right thing by pleasing my parents. I'm just tired. I spent the next few weeks that way, I'd go to work in the morning and get back home late evenings, sometimes I'd prepare a meal while other times Carlotta would order pizza or steak. But I have noticed something strange was going on with me. One time at work I felt so disgusted by a smell coming from a customer and I couldn't help but go to barf everytime in the restroom. Carlotta promised to check up on me today and she got some human testing thing that I didn't really understand and got me to pee and put it in my pee. That was a dumb idea to me but I really needed to know what exactly was going on with me. Now I'm just sitting on my bed feeling extremely exhausted and watching her pace about like a lost cause "Oh no this is bad" she kept rambling "What is it!" I yelled out of frustration but I wasn't prepared for what she had to say next, my whole world screech to a halt as I heard the words that I wasn't expecting to hear even in a million years to come. "You're pregnant"
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