The phoenix wolf will rise

Healing

“We’ll take her in,” the female says while getting up and grabbing my hand. “My husband and I always wanted children. it never worked out. This is our sign’ she says while tears roll down. I look at her husband who nods and looks lovingly at his wife. I look back at her and I nod “Then that is settled” the doctor smiles. “For now, you can go home with your new family. Take a lot of rest. I will prescribe some antibiotics so the wounds you have will not get infected” he says and smiles. He gets up and walks out, the female helps me up and helps me get dressed. She helps me walk out of there “Doctor, what about the dressing of her wounds?” she asks him. “You will need to change it daily. When you go and get the antibiotics they will explain some things about it” he says and smiles. “All right. Thank you so much doctor” she says and we continue down. They help me into their car and we drive back to the house. I give the man nervous glances, I am okay with the female but the man still gets on my nerves. ‘he won’t harm us’ Acalia says into my head ‘if you say so’ I reply and she sighs in my head probably knowing I don’t believe her. They stop in front of the house and help me out. They show me around the house and then show me my new room. It is very cozy “In time you can fill it with stuff of your own. If you want or need anything don’t be afraid to ask alright? For now, you can wear some of my clothes. We will go shopping when you are feeling better all right?” The lady asks and I nod and smile. “I suddenly remember we never told you our names. My name is Victoria, my husband is Brian” she says and smiles, Derek’s face pops up in my head and I smile at her. She smiles back and helps me into the bed. I immediately drift off.

Two months later I am feeling a lot better, finally healing from all the abuse my father caused me. ‘I want to go for a run’ Acalia whines in my head and I sigh. I walk downstairs and grab one of the notepads which are scattered around the house for me. ‘I am going for a walk. I will be away for a few hours I think’ I write down and walk over to Victoria and show it to her. She smiles at me “Of course. Be back by six for dinner” she says and smiles. I smile back at her and nod, I put the notepad back where I got it from and step out of the house. I walk to the backyard and walk into the woods ‘this is far enough’ Acalia tells me ‘all right’ I tell her and start undressing my clothes. My bones break again but I feel that is a lot less painful than last time ‘it’s because you are healed up nicely. Last time you were in bad shape’ Acalia explains ‘Ah, that explains’ I react to her. When I am on four paws I let her take control and she stretches out and then darts off into the woods, she runs for an hour before stopping near a stream ‘curious how we look like a wolf?’ she asks ‘YES’ I scream at her and she chuckles. She walks over and stands big over one of the rocks and looks down ‘holy s**t. We’re beautiful’ I tell her. I look at a white wolf, a red glow seems to emanate from her, the orange eyes spring out brightly. In comparison when I look into the mirror. It’s not as lifeless anymore as it used to be but it can’t be compared to this. I sigh happily and she chuckles ‘you want to run for a while?’ she asks ‘YES’ I reply happily and she chuckles again and goes back into my mind giving me control of our body. I stretch out and try to get a feel off the wolf form. I start walking and then running and I feel free, I feel happy. Adrenaline rushes through me while I run. After two hours I run back to our clothes. ‘is it safe?’ I ask her ‘yes’ she replies. We turn back and put our clothes on. I rummage my hand through my hair to get the twigs out of my hair. We make our way back to the house “Gosh, have you been playing in the bushes or something?” Victoria says laughing, I smile and nod at her. She smiles sweetly at me “You look happy. You should go more often” she says and I nod at her. A few days pass and honestly, I am getting bored. I am going out running every day but I’m on edge, I need something to do. I grab a notepad and sit down next to Victoria, Derek on the chair watching television. ‘I want something to do. I am getting a bit bored isn’t the right word but don’t know how else to describe it’ I write it down and hand it to her. “Hmm. I can understand that. Honey?” she says and looks at Derek. He looks up “What is it, my favorite girls?” he says and smiles sweetly at us. “She wants something to do. She is probably getting fed up” Victoria says and he nods “Hmm. How about you go to school?” he says and I shake my head vigorously they frown “Did something happen when you went to school before?” she asks. I sigh and grab the notepad. ‘Bullied, beaten, made fun of’ I write down and hand it to her “Oh, my girl” she says and wraps me in a hug after handing it to Derek. He frowns “why?” he asks. I sigh and look down a few seconds before looking up. I lift my hair up and then point at my eyes. “I don’t understand. You are beautiful, I could understand if they made fun of you because of it. But it’s not a good reason to beat you or bully you” Derek says with a frown. I sigh and motion to my throat and then open my hand away from my chin “Because you can’t talk?” he asks and I nod. He sighs “That’s bad. Is that what you ran from?” he asks carefully. I shake my head “You ran from what you knew as home?” he asks and I nod and wrap my arms around myself. He taps the side off the chair and thinks hard and then looks at me “I think it might be good for you if you went to see a therapist” he says and my eyes widen and I hug myself more and shake my head. He walks over and crouches before me, I flinch lightly. “I know it is hard to talk about it, honey. But the fact that you still flinch when I come near you is not good. I know it has lessened considerably, but I think it is an automatic response to males who come near you. I think a therapist could help you with that. And it gives you something to do” he says and smiles at me. I look at him and then back down I sigh and nod. “All right. I will make some calls” he says, he gets up and kisses me on the top of my head before walking out.

It has been half a year since Brian convinced me to go see a therapist. I have improved significantly I even hug Brian now out of my free will. And he grows teary-eyed every time I do, those moments make my day. Now I am here, a nervous wreck. On the first day of my new college, I take some deep breathes and then walk inside, not flinching away, not looking down, holding my chin up. I go to the reception desk and show her the note with my name, underneath telling her that I can’t speak. She frowns slightly and then looks up, surprise covers her face. Then her eyes go to my neck, I left my scars of the attack when I was little on display so people would better understand why I don’t talk. My therapist recommended I would do this. “You can hear me right?” she asks and I nod with a smile. “Good, okay. This is your schedule. It’s fairly easy, your classroom starts with the number of which floor it is on, so 0 is this floor, 1 is the first floor and so on” she explains and looks at me for confirmation. I nod at her “All right. Then the second number indicates which hall you need to be in, if you look behind you, you can see that you are now in hallway five. The last number is the number of the classroom. There are boards around the school to indicate which hall is where, but I will give you a map as well” she says and puts down another paper on the pile. “If you have any questions don’t be scared to ask someone here or one of the teachers,” she says and I nod. “all right, this is your locker number and your code,” she says handing me a paper I look at it and nod. “That’s pretty much it,” she says and smiles “Any questions?” she asks. I shake my head and start writing ‘Thank you’. I show it to her “you’re welcome. Good luck” she says and winks, I smile at her put the papers in my bag, and start looking for my locker. I put my books inside and grab my schedule, I look at what classes I have and grab the books for it. I grab the map and head off to look for my first classroom. I find it and look inside the teacher is hunched over some papers and I knock. She looks up and motions for me to come in. I open the door and grab my notepad and grab the paper that I had written beforehand ‘my name is Anastasia, this is my first day and I can’t speak because of an accident. I hope you understand I won’t be able to answer any questions without writing it down and letting you read it or letting someone else read it’ she frowns and reads it her eyes widen in surprise “You can hear me?” she asks and I nod at her “I don’t understand that they didn’t inform me on this. But that is all right. Thank you for letting me know. Normally new students would need to tell something about themselves in front of the class. Would you mind doing yours by writing it on the board? You still have some time before students arrive?” she asks me, I smile and nod. I put my notepad in my bag and walk to the board. I grab a crayon and start writing, when I am done I put the crayon down and I am proud of my writing. The teacher reads it and chuckles “Good one” she says and smiles at me, I smile at her. “Some teachers work with assigned seats but I don’t. You can pick out a seat to your liking. I will close the board now, so when I call you forward you can open them and surprise them, is that all right?” she asks and I nod and smile. I pick out the seat in the back by the window and smile. ‘I am hopeful that this goes well, the teachers are already nicer than anyone has ever been to me in our old town’ I tell my wolf ‘yes, so far I like them too’ she replies. The class fills up and people are looking at me surprised but there is no mocking glance in their eyes to be seen. “All right, everyone take a seat,” the teacher says. Everyone quiets down and sits down “We have a new student as you have seen. Would you mind coming forward?” she says and looks at me with a smile. I smile back get up and walk to the front of the class. “All right everyone. The situation is a bit different than normal with a new student. I want you to be patient and read! Think you can manage that for once?” she says to the class with a glare. They are surprised but laugh and “Yes, ma’am” is heard across the room. I open the board and their eyes snap to my movements than to the board. ‘I am Anastasia. I am 18 years old and moved here recently. Why am I writing this instead of saying it is probably what is going through your mind right now. Well let me enlighten you, I can’t speak, Yes, I can hear you just fine. Any questions?’ some snicker with big smiles on their faces and hands shoot up in the air. The teacher points them out “mind telling us why?” the first one asks and a few hands go down. I nod and wipe the board ‘I was attacked when I was little, it damaged my vocal cords’ I write down and point to the scar when they look at me. They gasp and talk with each other, my hearing has gotten better since I turned 18 and I don’t hear any negative things. The teacher pointed for the next one to ask her question “are your eyes and hair natural?” she asks and I nod at her “It’s beautiful” she smiles at me and I mouth a ‘thank you’ to her. She beams at me and I weirdly can see us become friends. “All right, that’s enough for now. Since she can’t talk I am going to ask whoever will be her neighbor to read out loud her answer when she writes it down” the teacher announces and everyone nods in acceptance. Right now I am sitting alone and the girl from before starts talking “right now she does not have a neighbor. I don’t mind moving next to her to help her out if necessary” she says “Sure” the teacher nods and she moves and sits down next to the seat I sat on “You can take your seat Anastasia” she says and I nod and walk over to my seat and sit down next to her. “My name is Julia” she whispers and I nod at her. I grab my notepad ‘nice to meet you =)’ I write down and she chuckles. Everyone keeps glancing at me. The rest of the day Julia leads me around which is a huge help, this college is a goddamn maze. She introduces me at lunch to her friends and explains for me that I can’t talk. I smile at her in gratitude ‘it is quite exhausting to keep explaining things on paper.’ I tell my wolf ‘yes, it is’ she says. “What just happened to your eyes?” one of them asks. ‘I was just spacing out, why?’ I write down. “They got a bit weird there. I was just wondering” Jackson says and smiles at me I nod at him and listen to their conversation sometimes chuckling lightly which made them look up at me. I grab my phone and text Victoria “It is a blast. Even made friends” I text her and put it away. I see Julia glare at something behind me “Look at the new girl, getting sympathy from everyone. I bet you can talk just fine” a nagging voice says behind me. I sigh and look at Julia for help. “For a matter of fact. She can’t speak. How exhausting do you think it is for her that she has to write everything down when someone asks something? I understand at that point why she just told the class right off the bat what is going on with her instead of having to explain it OVER and over again. She is honest about it and people appreciate that unlike some fake people we know” Julia says and I smirk at her. She winks at me. I hear the woman huff and puff behind me. She comes closer and I finally decide to get up and look at her, her eyes snap to my neck, and then her eyes widen, I raise an eyebrow, and then she stalks off, her party walking after her. The group at the table laugh and I shake my head and sit back down “Did you see that? Talking all mighty but when she saw your scar she ran off like that” Jackson says between laughs and I give him a smile that I appreciate it. My phone buzzes and I take it out again ‘I am glad to hear it’ she replies. “OEH, give me your number!” Julia says and I smile at her, she gives me her phone and I enter it on her phone. She texts me ‘hi, b***h=D’ and I chuckle and add her into my contacts. The others want my number as well and I nod that it’s okay, Julia texts my number to all of them at once. And I get texts from all of them with their names attached. The rest of the day was a lot of fun, and I feel somber that I never went here from the start. My life would have been different if I had. At the end of the day, I went home and Victoria and Derek engulfed me in hugs, happy for me that I had fun and that everything went okay.