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"