Leaving home

Catherine's POV

I felt my head pounding with aches while I groaned and covered my face with the blanket, forcing myself to go back to sleep. ''Cathy, you are going to miss your bus.'' Dad yelled and pulled out the blanket from my body, which made me grumbled with discomfort. ''Stop it dad, it's still early, what's says the time.'' I growled and tossed around the bed. ''Its pass 9am.'' He said. Hearing those words from him, I opened my eyes and jumped out of the bed. ''Shit, shit, shit!'' I yelled and dashed into the bathroom, ignoring the mockery laughter from Dad.

''How could I let myself get so drunk last night with those girls.'' I murmured and began taking off my clothes. Quickly, I put on the cold shower and stood in it while I exclaimed in relief as the cold water splashed on my body.

 I'm Catherine, Catherine Wilson, daughter of a well-known mechanic in our town. I just finished my first degree as a nurse and dreams of furthering my education after I must have worked for a while. I lost my mother when I was just eleven, and Aunt Lilian, my mother's step-sister, stood in as a mother. I lived with her when I was merely twelve, but decided to go back to dad when I turned seventeen because he was feeling lonely.

Few days ago, I got a call from aunt Lilian's son complaining about Aunt being crucially sick. Filled with worries and concern, I decided to go pay a visit to her and spend my two months' vacation there.

Sighing heavily, I put off the shower and stepped out of it. I stretched my hand for the towel, took it and wrapped it around my waist. With heavy feet, I went back to my room, opened my closet, which was already empty since I'd already packed my things in my box. Heaving a deep breath, I took out a simple fitted black dress and flung it on the bed. I took out a matching set of red undies and put them on before applying cream on my white, pale body. Quickly, I sprayed some spray on my body and dried my hair with the hair dryer before packing it in a bun. ''You have just twenty minutes to miss your bus.'' Dad yelled from the door, which forced me to pick up the dress from the bed and hurriedly put it on.

I went for my red footwear, put them on and picked up my phone, before going for my box. I picked up my heavy box with my both hands and moved my gaze around my room, making sure I did not leave anything behind. When I was sure I was set, I left the room and met dad in the sitting room, who was checking his wristwatch. ''Dad!'' I called out his attention. ''Oh my God, Cathy.'' He grumbled and took the box from me, ''You are always late.'' He murmured and hurriedly led the way out of the house. We both entered dad's old Mercedes-Benz, which according to him was a wedding gift gifted to him by his dad, and supposedly it's still functioning twenty-three years after.

Dad put on the engine and speeded off to the bus park. ''I'm going to miss you.'' I said, while he just hummed in return and went into deep thought. Without being told, I knew why he was worried. ''Don't worry dad, I'll just stay away from them. Besides, they are not harmful, they just don't rate humans, but that does not mean they hate us.'' I said, while dad just scoffed and shook his head, ''I feel for humans who live in the midst of those werewolves, they are basically seen as nobody.'' He groaned and slammed the wheel of his car. Not knowing what to say, I decided to keep quiet all through the drive until we got to the bus park. ''You should hurry, so you won't miss your bus.''dad warned, while I nodded my head and gave him a kiss on the cheek.'' Don't worry about me dad, I'm a grown up woman and I can take good care of myself.'' I assured him with those words and left the car. Hurriedly, I opened the booth of the car, took out my box and waved a quick goodbye to dad before walking to the direction of my bus. 

Luckily, I found my bus, showed my ticket and sat on my seat which was on the left side of the window. Sighing in relief, I rested my head on the glass window and plugged in my earbuds because the journey was a journey of approximately eight hours. I went to my music player and put on my favorite music by Maria Carey, which was titled Hero.

Heaving a deep breath, I thought of my life as the song played in my ears. My life was no bed of roses. After the death of my mother, dad became devastated and went into drinking, thereby losing himself and everything he had worked for. I went to stay with my aunt in San Francisco, but never felt at home due to the way humans were being treated there. The city of San Francisco is popularly known as the city of the werewolves because the werewolves occupy 96 percent of the town. The werewolves govern the city, and cities that are being ruled by the werewolves are known as the most prosperous and wealthy towns among all the cities in the world. Humans can live and get married to any of the supernatural beings, but we are always looked down on because we do not possess any supernatural powers like the other beings.

I left the town of San Francisco at the age of seventeen and came back to Los Angeles to stay with dad and pick up the broken pieces of his life. Dad focused on his mechanic job while I went into the school of nursing and furthered my education. It wasn't an easy journey but dad and I went through it together. 

When it comes to relationships, I wasn't the lucky one because I had two boyfriends and caught them cheating on me when they couldn't keep up with me due to the fact that I was so consumed with my studies and denied them sex. When I realized relationships weren't for me, I decided to focus on my books and stay away from men until I'm done with my studies. I was still in thought when my phone began ringing. I checked it and realized it was Sofia. I picked up the call, and she didn't wait for me to speak up, ''Did you catch up with your bus?'' She asked, worried. ''Yeah, all thanks to Dad.'' I said. ''Thank God, I was worried, thinking you might still be sleeping due to the drinks we took.'' She said with a sigh of relief. ''I'm still tipsy, but I'll be fine, I'm actually in the bus.'' I assured her. ''Alright, safe journey, and please remember to stay away from the werewolves.'' She pleaded, ''I will, bye.'' I said and ended the call.

Heaving a deep breath, I concentrated on the music playing on my phone while the journey went on smoothly for a period of seven hours until the driver announced we were in San Francisco, the city of the werewolves.