*Hope POV*
Since I got back to the pack house a month ago, things have changed a lot. Holly was moved to the alpha wing as well, and although she no longer helps me in that area, she was assigned to the Beta and Gamma wing.
I have gotten caught up with my classes, and everyday, I do my assignments like everyone else. Sure, it’s lonely not doing it at the school, but I’ll take whatever I can get.
“Have you applied to the colleges you talked about? You should be able to get financial aid easily,” Holly asked.
I had. I applied to every single college I thought I could get into that weren’t in New York, or any of the surrounding states. I wanted to be as far away from here as I possibly could.
“Yes. I’ve even heard back from one of them. I was accepted into their nursing program, but I’m not sure if I just want to be a nurse. I still have my heart set on pediatric medicine, just like when I was a kid,” I replied.
I gave up that dream when I went into the tenth grade. I started having problems being around blood and needles. After being poked and prodded at the hospital, I realized it wasn’t so bad. So, my dream has been on my mind a lot lately. So much so, when I applied to the colleges, I applied for their medical science programs.
“Good for you. It’s a start. You can always change majors once you’re enrolled. Anyway, I have to get back to work. Dinner later?” she asked. I shook my head. The twins had already requested that I have dinner with them tonight.
“Unfortunately not. Noah and Nick have requested that I have dinner with them tonight. Apparently they want to discuss something with me. So, wish me luck,” I replied.
She gave me a sympathetic look, and went back to her duties. I watched as she walked away, and shook my head. Her time in the pack house was almost over unless she chose to stay on.
She was guaranteed to get custody of her baby cousin, and the adoption was already approved if she could prove that she could support him with her new job. The twins even approved her new home, just like they promised.
I still had two months to go. I was going to miss her so much, and I hoped I got to see her before I left the pack. A decision I was set on following through with.
I had two rooms to tend to before I could go to my room to do my school work and shower before dinner. Both rooms belonged to Noah. I always saved those for last, because I stood a better chance of not running into him. Today, I wasn’t so lucky.
Opening the door I noticed he was sleeping on his bed. I started to back out of the room when he sat up. I instantly froze, but began to apologize.
“I, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were in here,” I said, and as badly as I tried to stay composed, I started to tremble. I thought I was over this, but apparently not.
“It’s alright. I need to get up anyway. Come in, you’re fine. You are just doing your job,” he smiled, and climbed out of the bed.
His body moving across the room was heavenly. I hated the crush I had on him and Nick, but I couldn’t help it. Everything about them sent a heat to my core.
“I’ll be quick,” I said softly, and began my work.
As I started to strip his bed, he came from the bathroom and stopped me. “Hope, you don’t have to change my sheets every single day. Twice a week is fine. All I do is sleep in them. So let’s save the laundry from some extra work,” he said.
I remade the bed, and cleaned the bathroom. However, when I pulled the vacuum cleaner inside the room, I paused. The memory of that day came flooding back.
Noah moved towards me, and I felt my breath hitch. He placed his finger under my chin and lifted my head to face him.
“You don’t have to worry about breaking anything, Hope. I made you a promise, and I am keeping it. I’m trying my hardest to accept things and change. What happened opened my eyes to a lot,” he said.
I just wanted out of there. I wanted to run and hide because it seems like every time he and I have some kind of run in, I do nothing but display weakness and fear.
He told me if I didn’t want to vacuum, I could skip it, but I refused. I didn’t want anything to be held over my head if he chose to revert back to the asshole he was.
“No, I have a job to do, and I like to do things the right way. Just move your breakables,” I tried to joke. He didn’t find it funny, and I hoped it didn’t change his mood for dinner later.
I got through his room and office rather quickly, and went back to my room. My classwork load was a little heavier than normal, but with finals coming up, it was to be expected.
I got an email notification, and when I opened it, I didn’t expect to see an email from my cousin in Georgia. I really didn’t expect to read what was written.
Hope,
Just got word about your parents and Jon. What a tragedy. However, Jon brought it on himself. Are you still in the pack? Are you even still alive? If you are, please reach out. Dad has something for you from your dad. It’s something that was entrusted to him until your dad’s passing. I hope you are alive and well.
Love,
Desi.
Why would my dad give my uncle Trent something to hold for me? Isn’t that what his attorney was for?
I debated on messing her back immediately, but I decided against it at first. However, I wasn’t sure if she would be able to tell if I had read it or not, so I gave in and messaged her.
Des,
I am alive. However, I am in punishment for what Jon did. The former Beta chose to keep me alive to be punished until I couldn’t legally be held any longer. What Jon did was wrong, but I still disagree that mom and dad should have been punished to that degree just for listening to him vent. I have two more months before I can leave. So, I will be in touch when the time comes. Thank you for letting me know about everything.
Much Love,
Hope
I sent the email, and hoped that it wasn’t against the rules. If it was, I would take what was coming. Just like everything else.
Dinner was coming up soon, and I needed to shower and change out of my work clothes. I knew if I showed up like this, I wouldn’t hear the end of it.
Dressed and ready to go, I shut and locked my door behind me. As I turned to go to the private dining area, I ran into Noah. This day just keeps getting better. Not.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t see you. I was just coming to meet you two for dinner,” I explained. He took a deep breath, and then cupped my face.
“Would you stop apologizing? I feel like that’s all you ever do. It’s not necessary. I know when something is an accident and when it’s intentional. You used to be a sassy but sweet girl. Go back to that damn it. I hate seeing you so meek. This isn’t you,” he stated.
I didn’t realize he paid that much attention to who or what I was before. However, if that’s how he and Nick saw me, I needed to change it. The last thing I wanted to be is meek