Curses & Cure: My Seven Werewolf Daddies

Chapter 7: Evelyn

Evelyn's p.o.v.

" Dimitri?"

I grinned, taking yet another step closer to that handsome stranger. Ump, not a stranger, I thought as I stared into his beautiful grey eyes...He is Dimitri, my best friend.

" You are mistaken, girl."

What...

" No...you just.", I frowned when he abruptly turned around and started walking inside the narrow street.

" Hey...wait."

I followed him, but his pace was faster. And when he entered the street, he vanished. Just like that, in thin air. I blinked my eyes; once, twice...but there was nothing, as if he was never even there.

Tilting my head I looked around me, the roads were clear, not a sign of anyone...just that dog and homeless kid, but he is blind, so there is no use in asking him.

I again glanced at the thin dark street in front of me, there is no way that a giant guy like him would just vanish like that.

But he just did!

I breathed out, stepping away and continuing my walk to school, my eyes glued to the cemented road below me as I walk, still all confused.

Was I dreaming? I shook my head. No, of course not. I am not that paranoid, not yet at least. I knew what I saw. He was Dimitri, and he was here.

I need to find him, as that thought came into my mind, I abruptly turned around...and like a stupid fool, I'd spent at least one hour roaming in the street in the hope of finding that guy again. But I found nothing. No trace, no glimpse, nothing.

Why am I not surprised?! Hope always disappoints.

I sighed as I crouched down on the side of the road, the iron seat shaded under a big tree, hiding my pale white face from deadly sun rays. Heat always made my skin red, and it stings.

I ran a hand through my black hair, resting my face in my palm. What the hell was I doing? What the hell was I thinking... I have an exam today, and here I am searching for a friend, I hadn't even heard from for nine years! Hadn't found his existence, not in any social media. I don't even know if he is alive or not...or if he even remembers me.

Why am I so obsessed with them? I had other friends too...like Petter Poppins, but I don't even remember his face anymore. Then why, why these two are stuck in my mind like some stain I couldn't get rid of, couldn't wash away, couldn't hide.

Not even makeup can fix this.

I took a deep breath and stood up. I have an exam, so I should stop fooling around. I stared at the empty path in front of me. See Evelyn, it's not Portland. I snarled at my foolish brain. It's not home. It's Mexico, hours and miles and roads away from where I used to live. And this is the sixth place we've been in nine years. There is no way Dimitri could find me here. And things like coincidence didn't exist.

So, there is no way that man was Dimitri. And like that stranger said, you are mistaken girl. I was mistaken. Maybe the fact that next year I'll be eighteen and have to join that business made me hope that someone will come and save me. And that's why I'd imagined that stranger to be Dimitri.

Yes, that was it. I closed my eyes and exhaled deeply. My mind is back to work again. For a moment I really thought I'd lost it. I opened my eyes and finally started walking toward my school, hoping I am not too late for the exam.

The hallways were empty when I entered the school, all students were already in their assigned examination rooms. Just not me...Thanks to that pretty face stranger. He made me late. I gritted my teeth. No, my own foolish hopes made me late.

Shaking my head at my stupidly, I shoved my bag on my locker, closed it with a loud bang, and walked towards the classroom, with my new pen in my hand, which I'd taken a punch for.

" Can I come in?"

All heads turned toward the door, or should I say me, when I reached the exam room. From the corner of my eyes, I could see Conner and my other friends...ump, are they my friends? I only eat lunch with them, and they know nothing about me. Ugh, okay, so my not-so-friends, gaped at me with their mouths hanging open.

I glared at them and they started writing again. Weirdos. No need to overreact. I can be late too, it's not that big of a deal, that the entire class had to look at me like I'm some alien. Am I not allowed to be late?!

Maybe not in your final exams...

My conscience taunted me which I gladly ignored as the examiner was walking toward me.

His wrinkled eyes looked at me with concern as he stopped in front of me, " You are late, Evelyn..."

" I am s...sorry, I was stuck.", I stopped, thinking of an excuse, but judging by the way his stern eyes looked at me. He already knew I'm lying.

So I said nothing.

I fidget with my fingers, hands sweaty as the clock ticking on the wall above the blackboard. I glanced at the question paper on the table, my only escape from the hell I'm living currently. A scholarship. But I won't get any if I didn't pass high school. And for that, I had to pass this exam.

How could I be so stupid, how could I ruin this all, just because I was finding a stranger who looked like Dimitri. And don't forget the fact that the last time I saw him I was eight and he was fourteen. There is no way I could ever be sure how he looked now.

I tilted my head down as I felt my eyes teary. f**k, I can't cry. Not here. So, I stepped back and was about to turn around when I heard him sigh.

I abruptly look up and see the question paper in his hand. I looked between his wrinkled face and hand with wide eyes, but he hadn't said anything and gestured me to come inside.

What, he...he is letting it go?

" Do you want to fail, kid?", he raised his brow at me, making me shake my head. I want to say thanks, but I'm still in shock that he is letting me take the exam. Latecomers are strictly not allowed to give exams. But he is allowing me!

" Th..thank you.", I mumbled lowly with rushed breaths, hurriedly took the papers from Mr. Ginn, and found my seat, it's in the corner near the window.

And then, I started writing like my life depend on it. And it did depend on it. I don't have any talent, I'm not some prodigy, not good at music or art or dance...not even at sports anymore.

All I have is this, my brain...and obviously my body.

I tilted my neck up and down, and then moved it around, like making a circle in the air with my head. My neck made a weird pop sound, and so do my fingers when I finally put the pen down and stretched my hands, sighing in relief.

Writing continuously for two hours like this really makes me so f*****g tired. No, not just me though, I thought as I peeked around me, others are still writing, sweat dripping down their forehead and their hands and neck are probably hurting too. But they are still writing.

No wonder everyone hates physics in my class. Every year this subject has the toughest question paper. I smirked as I looked down at my already completed paper, maybe that's why I love this subject. It's hard to crack, but this made it even more exciting to compete.

I rested my back on the chair, looking at the round clock on the wall, still, ten minutes before the time ended. Sighing, I shifted my eyes to the window instead, at the blue sky. It's not only about scores, I love physics, mainly the topic about space; wanted to feel this sky, the black vast space...also wanted to touch the moon too.

Maybe it is something to do with my past, that I was running far away from everything, still running. But I just can't escape anything, can't escape Bob. So maybe my love for space has something to do with my desire.

The desire to run off this world someday...into space.

" Evelyn.."

I suddenly jerked, hearing my name. Looking up I smiled, " Yes, Mr. Ginn."

" Are you alright kid?",

I nodded my head, giving him the answer sheet. Mr. Ginn gave me a humble smile before moving to the students behind me.

After submitting the exam, everyone started leaving. I, faster than the others, don't want Conner and Maxine to stop me and force me into yet another double date with some footballer douchebag.

Conner and Maxine, those two are lovers...and fuckers. They love each other, I get it, but it doesn't mean everyone has to love someone. People have other works, like studying, working...or giving a lap dance to a thirty years old drug lord. Yes, I am talking about me.

I gave a glance at others while taking out my bag from my locker, everyone is laughing, talking, making plans with friends to go out and party before our senior year started. And I on the other hand am planning to sneak out from here before my classmates can stop me and invite me to some party or movie night.

I am tired of giving excuses.

And it's not like I don't want to party, I do. I am a teenager after all. I also have desires; to go have a party, get drunk, f**k around a little...but I am not like them, like these happy carefree students.

They don't need to let their disgusting uncle watch you bathe, just so you can go to school, they don't have to wear a mask and roam half naked in a room full of old perverted men...serve them drink while they touch you in places, you never even touch yourself...let them watch your body like a piece of meat. And for what? For some hundred bucks! Which eventually your abusive uncle took as payment for letting you breathe.

They don't need to do this all. And that's why they will never understand even if I told them about my problem. They will only call me slut...just like the student of my previous school had called me. I was stupid enough to trust a so called friend... It was the last mistake I'd done.

" Here you are..."

The excited voice of Conner suddenly drags me out of my jealous thoughts. Yes, jealous. I am jealous of them all. Jealous of their normal carefree life. Is it make me a bad person? Maybe yes. Maybe I am a bad person after all.

Because of how I'm ignoring Conner and Maxine right now, even though they were always good to me, even care about me in their weird way...but still, I just can't take it. I can't stand these happy faces and bright gleaming eyes of them...I can't tolerate their cheerful laugh or excited voice. I just can't.

" So, Are you coming, lyn?"

I huffed, closing my locker. Lyn. What kind of nickname is that? It feels like they are calling for a cat. I could have been okay with Eve. But Lyn, seriously?

" Lyn..."

Ugh... I will punch this guy in the face one day, I thought as I glared at the bright hazel eyes of Conner, Maxine also peered up at me with her beautiful blue eyes..smiling gently. They are perfect and happy. And I hate them, I hate them so much.

But I smiled anyway, " No you guys go ahead, I've to babysit my cousin.", I lied. I have to go and dance naked. But I can't tell them that, can I?

" We can help you, let's go to your home..."

" NO!', I interrupted, voice a little too loud making them flinch. f**k. I took a deep breath, " I mean, it's fine.", I grinned now, the fakest grin I'd ever given, " It really is."

Conner and Maxine don't know where I live, in what part of town I live...or with whom. If they found out that Bob is my uncle. They will never even look at me the same way they did now.

I will not be the intelligent, class topper, Evelyn. I will be a drug dealer's niece...who came from filth.

So, without wasting any time I turned around and started walking towards the door, " You guys enjoy...", I shouted back, faking my excitement, didn't stay for their reply as I left hurriedly.

Everyone is going to have fun tonight...and I am going to be working as a stripper, like every other day. It all will be worth it someday, it will.

But what will Zeus and Dimitri say... I wonder as I walked on that same filthy road towards the Black diamond dungeon, the club I worked in. Why am I even thinking that?

They will never want to talk to someone like me anyway...