Chap-6*The Cunning One*

They found Serena on the floor after she tumbled down the stairs and hurt herself in passing out. Since she couldn’t transition on the school’s ground, she couldn’t heal immediately.

Not that she could transition ever, but still, if she could, she wouldn’t. We didn’t have a wolf, so we were pretty much humans.

Also, the condition she was found in didn’t support her transition itself, so not having a wolf didn’t get too much blame. She was rushed to the hospital where she was getting examined for her injuries.

I had been highly strung ever since I got a glimpse of my body. Some broken bones and blood all over her face. Why the fuck did she hurt my body?

“She must know what happened. Everybody saw her getting out of the bathroom where Serena was. God knows what she told her that resulted in such nescience,” Daxon yelled at me from afar, not coming closer because of the audience around.

Everybody had come to see Serena. I was just merely posing in the corner and waiting for the doctor to come up.

Daxon accusing me turned everybody's eyes to me. The first person to walk closer and growl at me was my own mother.

“What have you done?” instead of waiting for me to respond to her, she followed with a slap to my face.

However, I prevented it.

The instant I grasped her wrist and resisted her, her eyes grew double their size. They must be used to abusing Arlene, but I wouldn’t let them do the same to me. I understand my mother had a reason to think Arlene's breathing means she is lying, but that wasn’t me.

“I didn’t do shit. We were in the bathroom and talking,” I retorted loudly, even when her angry glare was a sign she would hurt me if I didn’t let go of her wrist now.

“Let go of her, you brat!” the person lunging at me and dragging me back was my uncle.

He gritted his teeth and flared his nostrils at the mere sight of me before he pushed me back. I would have tripped and hurt myself had I not powered my posture intact.

It was painful seeing him like this. He had been a father figure to me ever since my dad passed away. His anger was justified for Arlene, as she had never given him the respect he deserved. But at the moment, it hurt me. When Arlene took my body and life from me, she also stole my relationships.

“Go back home!” he ordered, his eyes digging holes through mine. Even if I wanted to, I could not argue with them at that time. They were worried about Serena, so it wouldn’t be appropriate to say anything against her for now.

Feeling defeated and misunderstood, I turned on my heels and left for home. Chances are she did it just to stop me from telling Daxon the truth. She was wrong, though; I haven’t changed my mind, just wanted to wait for the right moment now.

“Shit! She fucking hurt my body.” I had been walking home and talking to myself for the previous few minutes.

Living her life was not less than a war. She had bad blood with almost everyone. I bet she would fight with her own self too if she didn’t find anybody else to battle with.

I arrived home earlier than I thought I would and went straight into her room. I had yet to accept I’m going to be staying in her room for a while. That too, it seemed like she wasn’t lying about the whole mend my life thing. If her intentions are otherwise, then I’m pretty much screwed.

I went through her phone since she scanned mine thoroughly, but couldn’t find anything. It appeared she had perfectly wiped it clean before switching lives with me.

So her phone pretty much provided me with nothing.

I eventually fell asleep on the bean bag sofa placed near her window and woke up to the noises suggesting they have arrived back home.

I wasn’t going to be given a chance to get closer to her, so I lagged back. They settled her in the room with everybody around her.

It was not easy to walk into a room full of people who hate you, but it was something that was much needed. After she had hurt my body, I couldn’t wait to tell everybody our truth. The longer she stays in my body, the more time she gets to use and abuse it.

Once they have simmered down a bit, I walked into the room to finally expose her lies before everyone.

“Arlene?” My mother’s eyes were vexed when seeing me join them. Daxon had flopped down beside her, holding her hand. Uncle Charles and Aunt Marissa rolled their eyes at my existence.

Wow! it was not at all easy being her.

“Why have you come here?” my mother whispered but loudly enough for everyone to hear her. She didn’t put her hands on me this time because she was well aware that I’d be ready to fend off.

“I have something to tell you all,” looking behind her. I raised my voice. Serena opened her eyes steadily and watched me, but the fear of getting exposed didn’t cross her face.

“Go back to your room this instant, Arlene. Everybody is still mad at you for causing this accident and you are here for gossip?” although my mother loved me back when I was Serena, I was getting pissed off with her constant shutting down strategy with Arlene.

Maybe she had given her way too many chances and none of those times did Arlene prove herself to be worthy of getting heard?

“Mom! Let me talk,” giving up on avoiding her, I finally gave her a harsh response. I had my eyes looking through hers without any hesitation, too. The others were passing the same look of exhaustion when watching me resist.

“Let her say what she wants to say,” it was then Uncle Charles stepped in to handle the situation. I believed him the most, so I knew he would be wise enough to make a righteous judgment.

Uncle Charles’ words were met with a smile from me and a reluctant nod from my mother.

“Fine, but make sure you don’t add more to your sister’s worry.” at last, my mother stepped out of my way and let me address everyone. Watching Daxon with her was so painful that I had to fixate my eyes on her only. She was reclining in the bed without carrying many emotions on her face.

I expected a brief hesitation or anxiety, but she expressed none. Daxon had vertical wrinkles forming between his eyebrows. I was a little disappointed that he didn’t suspect anything at all this entire time. I admit I didn’t have my wolf to connect with his, but what about the connection we have formed? Did he never notice the little things I did that made me stand out in the crowd?

“She is ---,” I ceased when I saw their quizzical stares ready to glare me down, “Ask her when was the first time you told her you had feelings for her?” instead of going for a direct approach and getting shunned by them, I first decided to create some proof.

My question was met with a frown from everyone, as they probably thought I was being insane going after her love life with Daxon.

“Arlene! Leave the room this instant.” My mother pointed her finger at the door, causing me to shake my head at her in disbelief.

There you go!

They were not even ready to hear me out.

“I am still talking. Ask her how she got that scar on her back?” I was demanding a reaction from Daxon directly because he was the only one besides the real Serena to know she got the scar from him biting her back playfully but we lied to everyone and told them I fell off the hills and got hunter’s silver spikes in my back.

I would also want to hear when was the first time he professed his love to me, which would be when he took me out for a fun swim and we thought we were chased down by some rogues.

As I stood sternly and waited for him to get off from beside her, I expected him to question her. But that didn’t happen.

“Are you mocking her?” instead, he raised his voice at me, and everybody’s face flushed with red color.

“Wait! How am I mocking her? I just want to prove something,” I went into a defense mode instantly. This would probably be my only chance to talk about her swapping bodies with me, so I wasn’t ready to let go of this opportunity.

“Because you know after tripping down the stairs she lost a part of her memory,” that revelation from Daxon’s mouth hit me like a bullet.

She lost her memories?