𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 || 𝐣. 𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲

"He wants you to come here for dinner tonight," he repeated as if she didn't hear him and that was why she was confused. Clearly he was a little out of it because this was a huge deal. "Says he has something to talk to you about. It sounded important."

"What kind of something?" she questioned with furrowed eyebrows, taking a step closer to him like her was interrogating him. She was a little — a lot — worried about what that meant. Judging from the past of the Lockwoods, it was most likely not anything good.

He shrugged, and he seemed a little bit annoyed. "I have no idea. He doesn't tell me anything. I know about as much as you do at this point." It was true. Richard Lockwood was not the best at keeping his children informed about what was happening.

"That doesn't sound good," the younger sibling muttered, scared for what her father was planning to do. She assumed he was probably going to shame her again or tell her that they were officially disowning her.

Tyler shook his head in agreement. "No, it does not."

"I'm not sure if I can make it tonight," she sighed, remembering what she was there for. If she was in that house when the full moon came up, she was royally screwed. As much as she hated her father, she wouldn't be able to bear knowing that she hurt him.

"Why not?" Her brother frowned, furrowing his eyebrows at her. He knew that she knew this was a huge deal, and she definitely wouldn't miss something like that for the small plans he thought she had. "Do you have a date or something? Can't you rain check?"

No, she could not. If she could rain check on the full moon, she would've done it a long time ago. In fact, she would've just completely cancelled it. However, she was unable to do that, so she was cursed with turning into a werewolf every single full moon.

Charlie groaned, tilting her head back as she tried to think of an excuse, but what she said only made her seem even more suspicious to him. "I just have something that I need to do."

"Are you dealing drugs?" he questioned skeptically, and she realized that it did make her sound like she was planning on committing a felony later that evening. As far as she knew, what she was doing could be considered a felony.

"Why would I tell you?" she joked before turning around and grabbing the doorknob as she got ready to leave. She just turned her head to look him in the eye and shot him a reassuring smile. "Hey, I'll try to make it tonight, okay?"

He nodded, smiling at her as a goodbye, and as she walked down the huge flight of stairs, he called after her, "Hey, make sure you let Mom know if you're coming because she'll freak out if she doesn't make the perfect amount of food."

"Got it!"

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CHARLIE TOOK A DEEP BREATH BEFORE ringing the doorbell. She had no idea why she was even there. She already had a pretty good idea of how that night would turn out — her leaving in a hurry both because of her father insulting her and because she had to head out to the cellar to turn.

Carol's eyes widened when she swung the door open and saw her standing there, even though she had informed her that she was coming. "Charlie, come on in."

"Thanks, Mom," the Lockwood girl replied, smiling at the woman before stepping into the mansion. She looked around and heard some whispers from the kitchen as they stood there awkwardly.

The older female exhaled before clearing her throat. "Shall we?"

"Sure," the girl responded before following her mother like she had never been there before into the dining room where the male Lockwoods were waiting for them.