Coming home
Hi I’m Astrid, I’m currently flying back home from Germany I am soon to be sixteen, I’m on my way to surprise my mother that had not seen me since father had sent me off when I was 10. Being in tight ripped black jeans and a edgy shirt was not my ideal for a long flight home, hearing the announcement of our landing I sighed a huge relief. Once I had grabbed my carry on’s I then began to make my way to collect my suit cases, stretching side to side while looking for my bags I smiled big only to lose focus of what I needed to do. Almost missing my bag I had chased it half way around the rink to try grab it thankfully my friend that was to pick me up... Candice saw the bag and had grabbed it. Laughing at my ridiculous chase “you really have not changed “ she handed me my bag and I smiled innocently “aha thanks Candice it’s good to see you too” she was stunning her long brown hair in tight ringlets and in blue jeans and a white top. Candice smiles and points to a black car “just chuck your stuff on the back seat I’ll help you grab it out later” she swayed her harms and hummed while swinging her door open. I shook my head and laughed under my breath while swinging the back door open and placing my stuff on the seat, even though Candice is a lot older then me we still have a really good friendship. Getting into the front seat I sat patiently as we drove back towards the packs village, the smell of the pack hit my face and the scent was as though sweet but with a stain full taste afterwards. As my friend pulled up in front of the house we decided to step out and collect my things from off the back seat, looking around at the old house I smiled fairly nervous. Candice places her hand on my shoulder “common let’s get this day over with then “, with a single nod I walk up to the front door to knock only then seeing my mother yelling back at my younger siblings and turning her attention to myself her eyes widened and tears began to swell as she was over joyed to see me. Pulling me into a hug she announced “my baby! Oh my sweet baby!” Cupping both sides of my face then “what are you doing here ?” She sniffles, I laugh and move her hands from my face “surprise “ we both laugh even Candice. One by one my siblings ran out and tackle hugged myself almost to the ground with a scream I was piled upon three, there was my oldest brother Judas 18, kenzi 11 and river 11. Everyone laughed more in welcome then there was my father he stood over me and with a loud huff “home are ya, your rooms in the same place “, I nod softly and waved to my best friend bye then gathered my things to my room. I look around the old small dusty room I once called my own, unpacking my things I then decide to lay on my old bed, the paint was old and receding back the window hardly could be looked out of with the build up of dust brought upon it. Staring at the ceiling now I then close my eyes only to wake up hours later in spite of missing dinner “s**t! What’s the time”. I get up slowly and walk out into the narrow hall only to be face to face with my father with a annoyed expression across his face he would grunt “you missed dinner what is the excuse ?”, looking down and breaking the words down and out to him “sorry, it must have been jet lag”. He glared over coldly and raised his head “right, jet lag I request you go back to your room and sleep it’s late”, I nod and soon turned on my heels to make my way down to my room before he stopped me again with “and if your late again for dinner tough tit you can starve ya hear?”. I quickly nod and head back towards my door going in and closing it shortly behind me, laying back in bed I fell back asleep almost instant.