Humans Vs Wolves

Chapter 1 • Cold Forests

Allison's Pov.

I lay on my bed, headphones in, and Krewella blasting. The usual no idea what to do with my life moment. Its a time to think deeply without any distractions.

Lately, everybody has been pushing me on what I want to do with my life. They all say I should be an artist, but I dont want to. Its a hobby, not a job.

My parent's patience is twindling, they want me to be the best of the best. I try, but it isn't easy. My grades are almost perfect, but only because I get locked in my room for 'silent study time'. Sometimes I dont think they want the best for me, but instead, themselves. They want me to support their retirement.

I let out a sigh, getting up from my bed. My eyes glazed over the mirror at the end of my bed, my hair looks aweful and I have bags under my eyes. Well, thats what stress does to you. I havent been eating properly because my mind is so mixed up, I had to write on my schedule to eat so I wouldnt forget.

It all sounds depressing, doesnt it? It is, but I do live a lkttle you could say. Every so often Ill sneak out and drink or smoke a few cigerettes to calm me down. I think this is what oddly strict parenting has done to me.

I dont care, my life could be worse right now. I could be poor with no food or family. Just suck it up, thats what they all say, and tbats what I do on a daily basis.

My feet hit the floor as I prepare for another day at school. Another day of working my ass off for an unknown goal. What Id do to know what to do, I dont like being left in the dark.

Control. Being in control is my thing. Im no dominant, but I like being conscious of things. If I can change it and it needs change, i will do.

I sort through my cloths, picking out a simple grey scale of cloths. Nobody would consider me colourful, probably emo. I hate that title because Im anything but emo.

I put on my cloths and get my binder, making sure that all my papers were there. I walk downstairs, seeing my parents eating breakfeast, as they do every morning together. They love each other like no end, but Im not always sure if that goes for me too.

My mom looks up with her ocean blue eyes shining, "Hello darling, homework better be all finished," she says, laying down her spoon.

I nod, putting on my boots. "Of coursex I had nothing else to do being isolated in my own room," I reply, making sure she ge ts the hint that I will never enjoy their tactics of making me the "perfect child".

"Stop being rude to your mother!" My dad shouts, barging into our convorsation. He slams his hands on the table, making it rattle.

My mother reaches her arm out to capm him down, "Darling, there are no worries," she says, refering to something I have no clue about.

I let out a huff, "Okay, bye," I say making sure to slam the door behind me as loudly as I could. It may sound edgy, but they dont understand me.

Im a human being, not a rag doll to garentee a wonderful retirement. Oh all the times Ive thought of running away- but that is never a good idea. It is one of those situations where you cant turn back.

Soon enough I come face to fave with a forest that I considered my shortcut. It cut down my walking by about 5 minutes, so I consider it worthy. Many people dont enter these woods because dumb rumors of a serial killer roaming around.

It may sound pathetic, and others think so too, but people are always repelled by this place. Ive heard someone say their gut twisted and cramped so bad he passed out.

I even took time out of my day to research if there were people that actually got killed here. You know what came up? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I think I lost faith in this town for the millionth time.

My feet hit the tiny trail Ive made. Every spring I come here with a weed whacker and machete to clear a safe path to school. Still worth it in my opinion.

I stop for a moment to enjoy the view of two large rocks opposite of eachother, all mossed up and leading a perfect path through them.

I take out my phone and procese to take a picture of the scene. A rustle in the bushes makes my head snap. Probably just a squirrel, but I felt a bigger presence nearby. A shiver runs down my spine as I try and spot the thing hiding from me

It could just be some idiot pranking me for the hell of it. They always try and scare me, but I act like a brick wall in school. Unless you blow me up, I ain't fucking coming down.

I notice a pair of green eyes staring back at me. I take a few steps forward, curious since it obviously wasnt human eyes since they were slits. "Tsk, tsk," I sat, lowering myself so I sat on my ankles. "Come here."

Something slowly walks out of the bushes, a large wolf. A very large wolf that could easily tower over me, even a bear, if it stood on its back legs. My jaw drops in awe as I stand up.

"Well youre a big wolf," I laugh, making sure to keep my distance. Better sage than sorry. It could be a sweetie one second and savage the next, you just next know. I hate that, never knowing, but now is not the time.

The wolf wags its tail, as if a happy dog. I smile in response, never knowing wolves existed so close to town. Which reminds me, I need to go to school before Im late.

I let out a long sigh and the wolf looks at me as if interested. "I have to go to hell, Ill see you later wolfy," I say, walking away with a wave. That didnt sound right, but its not like it could understand me.