Blue Lake Pack

Hello Daughter!

Pounding in my head and my mouth dry as f**k I flutter my eyes open wincing in the bright light

"where the f**k am I?"

Feeling groggy I slowly take in my surroundings. The room I'm in has soft grey walls a large dresser in the corner small pictures of wolves on the wall and I'm laid in a large bed. Willing my feet to move I swing them over the side of the trying to get the sickness I'm feeling to pass. Walking to the window I see where I am. I see a large estate, smaller houses scatter all around, lush green grass blows in the breeze and miles and miles of land.

"Think Harlow think"

I will myself to remember what happened but the fog in brain refuses to move, making it difficult to recall what actually happened. I remember the fight the raid then nothing. Shaking my head I walk slowly to the door relieved to find it unlocked. Opening it slowly I smack into a hard chest, looking up I see a man I don't recognise. Scrambling back I immediately feel my defences rise.

"who the f**k are you? Where am I and most importantly why am I here?"

"sit down Harlow all will be explained"

My blood begins to boil, as he stands there arms folded across his broad chest

"I don't want to sit f*****g down I want to know what the fucks.....

" I'm your father. My name is Clinton Harlow"

My head whips up my eyes straight to his searching for what I don't know. My mother named me after my father. She always told me she never knew his name just a one night stand.

" I'm sorry your just finding this out Harlow but I can assure you I have always known about you. There is much to discuss for you to know about but in time"

"I'm time, in f*****g time are you joking. you knock me out bring me to where ever the f**k this is tell me your my dad then end of conversation. I want answers now starting with where the f**k am I"

I can see the curiosity in his eyes. My upfront attitude amusing him.

"Ok Harlow to start with your in Westfort a small town just out side Boston. This is called Blue lake"

My eyes go wide Boston. f*****g Boston as in America? How long was I out?

* Yes Harlow Boston as in America. This is my home. Youve been out for 14 hours you just be hungry and thirsty come with me"

Huh I must have said that out loud. Shaking my head I stand in front of him with a flare.

"you can't just kipnap some one fly them half way around the world and that be end of it, oh come with me let's eat and drink and be f*****g merry like f**k, you can't keep me here now take me f*****g home"

My breathing drawing heavier with word.

"Actually yes I can Harlow. You are 17 years old therefore still a minor. I am your guardian and YOU will be staying here for the forseeable.

He continues.

" As you are only 17 you will be permitted to attend School. You start Westfort Prep on Monday morning. Now I know you have questions and I will answer but for the time being please understand that this is the safest place for you to be"

I stand rooted to the spot. Not been able to forge a response as he walks out the door closing it behind him.

"ARRRRGGGGG"

A million questions swirled in my head. Did I even know her? Why would she lie to be about him? Everything I'd been through to survive and he was out there all along.

"f**k Mum why?"

Knowing she wasn't going to answer me was the most frustrating thing of all.

A soft knock on my door allowed the few minute break from my wondering thoughts.

"yeah"

"Hi Harlow I'm Delilah. But people call me Del. Your Dad"

With that word that one word had me glaring at her and my fist automatically clenched.

"Sorry Clinton he urm he asked me to bring you some food and drink"

She put it down on the dresser and turned to look at me. With pity in her eyes.

"Don't f*****g look at me like that you don't me I don't need your pity now f**k off and leave me alone"

She ran from the room slamming the door as she left. With a sigh I laid back down on the bed. What even is my life anymore?? . I will not break I will not cry crying is weakness and weak I am not.

"I will get home one way or another"