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Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 13: Danger Zone
"Who did this to my car?!" Richard was walking back and forth like an insane person while his mistress was struggling to get the water hose. It's so satisfying to watch them, much more when the two meet and hit each other’s faces, the mistress got wet when she don't know that the hose opens up when pushing the trigger so she didn't know she pushed it while pointing it at her face. "Get water, you stupid wench!" "I'm getting it, why don't you help me!" "You noisy pest, don't you dare command me!" The car's still burning and they look like two idiots shouting on each other’s throats. They've been running around like a bee in hysteria and I've been smirking all the time."Where do you live?" I enjoyed watching them that I didn't notice Audillon coming to me, not a smear of anxiety on his face, as if he didn't burn a car a few minutes ago. "Why? There's no need to do that. You could just leave me where you met me," I replied. "Are you going to go back to school now?" Roaming my eye
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 14: Arson
"You always eat that kind of food here?!" I was so irritated, I wiped my mouth with the tissue paper Tyler handed me. Blake hasn't spoken a word ever since, I gave Tyler a knowing look and then traced to the gooey pot that looks like a witch poison that's color red almost violet with melted cheese. "For some time now," Tyler answered. "How can you eat that?" I remember having tea with Tiffany, I never imagined her cooking like this. "I'm just going to throw this," Blake mumbled, wearing blue pot holder gloves.I almost knocked over a condiments container when stopping him. I'm a person who doesn't like to feel bad about someone. I should've held my mouth like Tyler did. "No, Blake, stop. I can help you, I know how to cook." Blake gloated at me. "Can you?" It didn't took me a while to notice that the joke was on me. Blake gave me a wooden spoon and smiled at me. "I'll prepare the table." Tyler was not on his spot when I turned around, Blake exited happily, I almost broke the sp
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 15: No reason to say No
Michael Summers stood glumly beside Richard and shoot imaginary daggers at the two. I started to weep inside but I didn't show any emotion on the outside. That's a sign of weakness. And I'm done being the prey of these wolves in sheep's clothing. "Why?" The only question my mouth voiced was the best question out of all. I stared down at the table. What's happening to me? Why did suddenly the world cascade into a danger zone?"Because you've changed." I eyed Michael who started talking. "Since your mom died. You're not the sweetest person I met when we were young, nor the innocent and kind lady that I've liked. You went berserk, hungry too, like a wolf, and thinks there's a prize for you waiting at the end, when in fact, there's none. I don't know you anymore Harriet. Time to cut the horns that are growing inside you." Those words cut deep into my heart, but they didn't make me bleed. His words were true. I saw myself doing things I didn't know I could do before, like live alone,
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 16: In Warmth and Comfortableness
"I don't see a house, we've searched the whole forest. Are you sure there's a werewolf house here?" I lowered my head down and fit my whole body from my hiding spot enough to still get a sight of what was happening in there. Tiffany transformed into his wolf form growling at the men. "A wolf!" One shrieked. "See? I told you, this means we're nearing his house! Isn’t that the legendary wolf?!" The one who looked small and fragile pointed at Tiffany, he doesn't have any rifle attached to his chest, but he was wearing a brown vest just like the two. They're hunters, and they would kill wild animals for fun. I'm guessing the one that looked so fragile and had an egg-shaped face was the one who told the two that he saw a wolf, and the other two that had a rifle and were bulky and no doubt skilled in hunting were convinced and joined him for the sake of fun. But for the guy without a rifle it means so much to him, he did it so he could have friends join him. I learned that people have
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 17 Live for the Thrill
At night, I couldn't sleep, I keep on turning on the floor. I don't know if it's because of the hardwood or the bugger in my mind that won't stop talking. It whispered something I could never believe for my whole life. But what if? It was proven that Richard wasn't my father, and Tyler met my mom before she met Richard. It was possible that something happened between them, my Mom, Artha, already had me when she met Richard. That also answers why I'm older than the twins. Could it be? No... When morning came, I'm like a ghost that complemented the empty house really well: with the bags under my eyes, my dizzy head, and my birdnest hair the house was complete. I don't need to buy furniture anymore. I solved half of my problem. As if. I stood and sigh while I folded my cot of clothes sewn together. The third candle out of the five candlesticks I bought got finished by the night. I cleaned the genie lamp and went down to drink water. From my view, Tiffany was sweeping and doing
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 18: Praying Angel
I stumbled moving backward when Michael inched slowly to me. I wished I could be one with the chair or disappear forever since my life has given me nothing but pain and loses, and the next it would be shameful when I got raped by my friend. His steady breathing was blowing on my face. As if he's not going to do something bad to me. "Stop whatever you're doing Michael, I don't love you!" At this moment all I can do was pray. I'm about to slip down my chair and my breathing stop. I sweat profusely and I scream with all my might but he found my neck and grasped his hands against it. My breathing went ragged and my face began to turn red. I pressed my lips together and pushed him with all my might. "No! You can't do this to me, Harriet! You're going to love me!" His fiery eyes set ablaze as his nose crinkled up.I closed my eyes when I felt his lips covered mine, and scream the name of the only person who warned me about this in my mind.Tyler!As if it was linked, a big ball suddenly
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 19: It's time to see ghosts
"Can I ask you something? How old are you? Both of you?" I can't find the right words for this to be more complicated as possible. I don't want Tiffany to get the wrong idea that I suspect Tyler as my biological father.I led Tiffany to check the bathroom on the second floor that's part of the big room, I bet mom used that room painted in purple with streaks of something painted on the headwall. "I'm going for my 100th, I don't know about him, I never ask," Tiffany replied and reach for the bathroom door but before she opened it, she faced me with a grin."Why don't you try and ask him yourself?" I realized how much I dislike Tiffany’s grinning. She checked the faucet and other pipes and we followed them to where they were settled. "No." I shook my head firmly, that would be a total embarrassment, and I already have a fair share of shame. The pipes ended at the end of the hallway where a thin board was laid on. Tiffany knocks on it. "It amazes me that you only sleep on this house
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 20: When you go to school
Tiffany was so kind, she let me use her laundry area for my clothes, feed me breakfast, and gave me cookies for a snack. I deduced she was great at baking, but not at cooking. In this world, you can't master both, just like how you cannot serve two masters at the same time. I'm not great at baking, but I'm great at cooking, Tiffany’s the opposite. One can be introverted the other was extroverted. Someone's good at dancing, someone's good at singing. But everything changes in terms of academics. I tried to be the excellent one but I always end up in the fourth row. Also known as the row of losers. "I can't believe you think Tyler's your father!" But sometimes, some people get on your nerves. I averted my gaze to the spinning washing machine. "I don't want to talk about that." I crossed my arms and pressed my lips together. Tiffany laughed. Always the one that can point my embarrassment in life. She's the official embarrassment-pointer of my life. "By the way, I happen to be walk
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Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf Epilogue (Part 2)
Ahhh…I should just choose to stay in the town where I was raised, in the house of my father, and watched Priti grow, I want to say to everyone that I’m honored to have her as a sister. I should just forget about the wolves and didn’t force to see the ending, who was my real parents, and why Artha steal me from my birth mother. I shouldn’t stay curious, I should just stay silent and uphold my peace. Then, I wouldn’t have to witness a fire, and blood spilled in the air, if only I didn’t get angry and pursued revenge on my father, I wouldn’t have had to meet the legendary wolf. Maybe that’s his reason all along. He wanted me to stay by his side until he found my birth mother. He had to lie about his love story and keep secrets from me, and on the paper, I saw his name signed aside from the blank that I needed to sign. It just meant that he now let me become his neighbor. That was ironic. The house burned down, and I almost lived in his mansion for how long, it’s a pity that it was b
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf Epilogue (Part 1)
Just like any other movie or story – it must end. The bad guy finally sprouted like a mushroom, I conversed with him, he plotted murder, and he was so ugly. Because of my coercion, he took me on his journey, with the help of others of course, Lea was pushing my wheelchair while Azi and Neneuis were on my side, and Blake and Tyler lead the way. “It’s not like I’m doing this for you. That idiot brother of Tyler killed someone close to me too.” Neneuis made clear while they were walking to enter the forest, I’m wheelchair-bound for the rest of my life, so Lea just wheeled me. “You’re pertaining to Lukas, right?” I replied, confident that she was talking about him because there’s only him, right?Neneuis smirked. “Not entirely, I’m doing this for myself also,” she said, then walked past us. Her outfit was back to the emo girl that I first met, she was wearing a black square-neck sleeveless blouse tucked in a brown wrap-around skirt and a black belt hugging her legs, because of her sh
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf Chapter 91: Last Chapter
They knew… I returned to the room acting so scared and so cold, I fear for my future all of a sudden. They need to have a valuable reason why they didn’t tell me about my mother or else… Or else I’ll be seriously mad. I came back to bed with so many thoughts in my head and a heavy heart. It’s not that I don’t know they’ve been hiding secrets, I know, it’s not like a person can live without hiding secrets from anyone, I believed we have three faces, and that also comes with secrets, we have private secrets, secrets we only knew, like for example in our body, I have three moles in my back, and I can be naughty at home, and be friendly and shy at school. There were secrets we could not tell everyone, that’s just part of life and I respect that. But I didn’t know the secrets they hold were deeper than a well on a hot spring. I didn’t know it held the truth in me. They know who my birth parents were. I’m anticipating to know, yet I also don’t want to know. My other problem, on Phi
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf Chapter 90: Vendetta
I was blind. I knew there was something behind his force smile, and his gestures, and all. But who am I not to pull on security when I don’t know what to believe. Am I going to trust him or his brother? Who’s telling the truth? Of course, the rational sense to believe on someone was with Tyler, I should’ve believed in him and maybe the night won’t end so bland, I enjoyed the longest time with him, and I’m happy and at peace compared to his brother who I just met, he said he lurks in the shadows and have a creepy conversation with me at one moment, it sure gives me a warning sign and I almost believed in him. But who am I to believe Tyler was the one killing my friends? He clearly denied it and I wanted to believe him so bad but I couldn’t agree with him at that night, there’s a voice saying I should not, obviously part of that was the last words of Lukas. “Harriet, whatever his brother said to you, believe him.” What kind of sentence was that? Why does it have a double meaning
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf Chapter 89: Trusting You
I tried to asked him what he meant but he closes his eyes and I froze, that’s it? I leaned down to his chest but I didn’t feel a heartbeat, I wiped the tears from the back of my hand, I’m not disappointed, I just realized that this was more painful than learning your mother had died. In this, I witnessed him catch his last breath, he told me his last word, I was with him just a moment ago, why did it have to happen like this? Then I remember, the headlights that focused on us, my tears-stricken face turned around, the smoke and mist lights up from the headlights, dusts and particles made me realize that it was cold and it was night, no one’s supposed to be roaming around, but me, and the one who killed Lukas. I narrowed my eyes and focused onto the man who was on the car, like me, he was also frozen on his seat, I stood up and step forward, trying to recognize who was he. The road ends up at the beginning of the alleyway, it was a dead end here, if he did not purposedly drive on
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf Chapter 88: No One's Getting Killed
My unexpected visit to my stepfather ended. The sky was getting dark when we reached outside. Now for the problem… “We don’t have a place to stay.” I sighed, feeling the warmth the air has blown opposite us. “We can go our separate ways and find a place,” Lukas suggested. I stared at him long enough to think that I’m positive he wouldn’t get killed, because Tyler’s brother was wrong, Lukas lost his memories, and Tyler wouldn’t kill someone with the same breed as his. No one’s getting killed, why am I so convinced and calm at the fact that Tyler was killing my friends? No one’s getting killed, I repeated. Tyler’s brother was wrong. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. “Okay,” I agreed to what Lukas suggested, so he flew away while I watched his back disappear, I was about to walk on to the opposite direction too, but someone called my name again. My father has three footsteps now, but that made him more of a slow-walker—sign of aging. “Harriet, I forgot to give you this,” my stepfa
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf Chapter 87: My Stepfather
The man has a wooden crane with a gold head of an eagle that speaks of how he became rich after he banished all his children. Was this really what it’s like to be a grown-up? You’re just suddenly tired from all the drama because it seems that it only repeats; it’s a life cycle, after the happiness, comes sadness, then happiness again then sadness, over and over, until you’re worn out until you question everything if it’s worth it until you couldn’t care less if someone leaves or dies. Life’s becoming dreadful for me, but to the man in front of me, it was the opposite, I can say that he doesn’t miss his children one bit. I’m not jealous of Priti and Genevieve. As much as I don’t like it, he married her and has a baby. Priti deserves the thing that we, his children, didn’t taste. At least give Priti a father that won’t leave when the mother dies, give her all that you can, and never lie to her. “Hey, you looked pale.” Lukas nudged me,
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf Chapter 86: Pretty Flowers
My plan was after Lukas and I left the place of the wolves and came back to the town where I really belong was to hunt down for a place to stay. But I’m with someone who has lost his memory, and the gazes of people as they passed by us irks me. It was still fresh on them, that I lost my mom and rebel and came to the woods and I met the legendary wolf. I was fiddling with the online cash I had with my phone when Lukas tugged the hem of my sleeves. “Let’s eat something.” I stared at Lukas. It was on cue that his stomach grumbled, so I gave in. I fished my wallet and was about to head to a café, but then I remembered, they’re the type of wolves that eat fresh meat. “What? Why? Aren’t we eating?” “Yes,” I faced the direction of the supermarket instead, “let’s go buy some fresh meat,” I declared and started walking, but the guy with me didn’t even take a step. “I’m okay with just waffles, what you eat.” But the guilt in me resided, I turned to face him again and remembered that h
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf Chapter 85: Apology
“Harriet, we’re sorry we’ve done something bad to you.” It was late in the afternoon, and we have just returned from the psychiatric hospital, I was about to swerve and go to Joshua’s place when I reached the house of Neneuis and others, his house was just behind them but Azi and Lea showed up in the front porch and approached me. I was with Joshua all day, so I turned to him with utmost confusion. He just shrugged and motioned Blake and Tyler to emerge from the door. “Harriet, are you okay?” Blake sounded so worried, he was in his guy form, I guess his feeling guilty because earlier, at dawn, when I met him with his second form – Tiffany, she was so elegant like she just went to a party with the elites, turned out it was true, I learned that because her tongue slipped when she saw me with Joshua at breakfast, she was with Tyler, and they attend a charity ball along with other businessmen, and she tagged along as his date. I’m not mad or jealous, in fact, I’m relieved that the gir
