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:Lore:

"Your options are Greenburg or Willows. Willows is a big city with high tech surgeons, Greenburg is a town off in New York with advanced techniques, the records say they rarely lose a patient." Dr. Hide said as I broke off my nail ignoring him.

My mother watched Dr. Hide. "And Greenburg is cheaper living." Dr. Hide added. "Greenburg, we'll have Lore transferred over there." My mother said touching my dyed brown hair and then the small section of a blonde. My life was something I didn't have control of since I was born.

And dying my hair was the one thing I did without my mother's permission. She was mad that I had 'ruined' my perfect blonde hair. But I didn't care. Her grounding me was worth knowing that I had controlled at least one part of my life. The rest my parents controlled.

Ever since I was born with a heart disease they had controlled my life. And now they were moving me to a new town. All I could do was nod as Dr. Hide faxed my records over to Greenburg before we were out of the clinic and in the car with my father driving.

I ignored their questions and rested my head against the window watching the scene fade to our rusty old house. Once more I ignored my parents as we did the last packings of the house before loading up the things into the U-Haul my father had rented.

My mom had this in plan with Dr. Hide for a bit, it was just where to send me. And now I was being sent to Greenburg to their doctor. The clinic here had lost the ability to help me and let me live my life a bit longer and that's all my parents cared about.

Making me live longer. No matter how much pain and suffer they put me through. Only one thing mattered to them and that was a longer life. And that just wasn't what I wanted. But it's what they wanted and that's all that mattered in their eyes.

I wanted a happy life, better living a short happy life than a miserable long life. Constantly being poked and prodded at. Never able to do anything a teenager could go out and do. My parents saw me as a fragile glass and wanted to 'preserve' me in anyone they could.

Even if it meant subjecting me to a miserable life for they could have their daughter with them a bit longer. Call me selfish, but I hated it. Spending seventeen nearly eighteen years with overbearing parents did that to you. Having to stay inside why all the other kids went out.

Played on the playground and did sports. Inside when they went to the movie theaters, inside when they got a crush and kissed them. Inside. I still hadn't had my first kiss much less even grazed by a male other than my male doctors. I hated the indoors at this point.

So many people loved it but I loathed being inside. The air that was so nasty. All I wanted was to take a nice breath of fresh air and to smell the trees around me. To touch the bark and the soft leaves. But my parents refused to let me outside.

In fear that I could collapse and die with all my health problems. And I hated that. All I could do was wait for my birthday. Only a month away. Eighteen. Then I had the freedom that I had longed for years. At first I listened to my parents.

I let them baby me believing that their happiness was more important. But it wasn't. I deserved happiness just as much. And happiness didn't come in the form of needles and the promise of heart surgery one day. That was the promise of torture and agony with the happiness at extending my life for my parents.

At times I wished they had distanced themselves like some parents did with their sick and ill children. Afraid of the oncoming death. But they didn't. They were overbearing and desperate to cling onto the fragile thing called life. But the more tighter you held, the more it slipped.

All I wanted was happiness and a life that I could control. To not have to live with strings pulled by my mother and father. Being a test subject for the newest methods. For everything terrifying. And one day I would. I swore upon it the moment I realized it.

How much they controlled me and seek to keep me in a cocoon of safety and torture. I wanted happiness and one day I would get it. They couldn't control me forever. I would break free from them one day. And little did I know it would come in the form of a man who was born of what I feared.

Greenburg was a small town surrounded by what I desired. Woods. They were everywhere. One side didn't have it.

But my parents made the mistake of purchasing a house in the side of the woods. The town, the entire town was surrounded by woods with a little bit of a small city like life. Not much though. And I felt relieved at living here while my parents looked distressed.

But I was happy. Thrilled. My dad rolled up to a brick two bedroom, three bathroom house surrounded by woods. My mom gulped while I smiled. And he parked in the gravel driveway as I stepped out while my mom went to help my dad unload the truck and into the house.

The gulp of fresh air sent into my lungs was pleasing. The smell of the woods, the fresh scent of the flowers, the pine scent that wasn't incense, and the smell of nature infiltrated my nose. The one so used to chemicals. And it was a relief as I stared perplexed at the new place.

It was beautiful. The leaves crunched under my boots as I touched a tree. The tree had large claw marks as I ran my hand down it before smiling. There were animals here no doubt. And I smiled at the thought of those animals living in peace.

Without any worry in the world. I bent down my knees sinking into the soft soil as I touched it with a smile. This was the most I had been near nature as my mother feared me in it. I ran my hands through the soil before standing up and looking at the trees.

They were tall and reached out towards the sky. I smiled. The place was beautiful. The chilly air penetrated my skin a relief from the heat of the car as my thin sweatshirt provided me little to no protection. But I didn't even complain I welcomed in the cold.

It sunk into me in a way that I loved. We were in upstate New York surrounded by the forest and it was beautiful here. I smiled. This place was beautiful and I felt thankful for the first time in my life at where my mother had picked. Greenburg.

"Lore."

I turned to my mother who had a box in her arms. "Yes?" I asked. "Please come unpack your room." My mother said and I nodded as I went into the house which was just a bit warmer but still cool. I picked a room with a bathroom attached, it wasn't the master though.

My boxes were set in it along with my bed and dresser and I slowly began to unpack my few belongings. And set them down. My eyes shifted to a small cactus in a pot that I set down. There was few things that my mother let me collect.

But she couldn't stop me from collecting plants of where we had lived. I had collected a cactus and a small thing of bamboo which was growing nicely and I smiled as I set it down and gave them a cup of water before sitting in my bed before walking out.

"There is no central heating." My father said in horror and I rolled my eyes. "That's what heaters are for." I said crossing my arms. My father glared. "It's surrounded by woods." My mother said and it was my turn to glare at her. She was irritating with all of this.

"I like it here, it's beautiful. The one thing I like." I said with distaste and my mom watched a bit shocked. "I'm going on a walk." I said feeling a bit courageous. "No you aren't Lore." My mother said as my hand settled on the doorknob and I looked back at her in distaste.

"I am." And then I left closing the door. Before she could chase after me and demand me back in I sped off down a trail. I was out of breath just a bit down the trail from the lack of any vigorous activity. They were afraid of things like that.

I looked at the sun in the sky and the trees around me. And the beautiful flora and fauna. All I could do was walk ahead my boots landing on the soil in front of me. My breath returned as I walked through the forest hoping to never be found.

A small sliver of me wished to never return and let the forest have me. To never return home and to let the forest be where I last stayed. In a place I had desired so much. I continued through feeling satisfied at not hearing my mother's voice screaming Lore.

And I didn't even want to return home. Out here I didn't feel like I had a heart disease. I watched a small bird fly overhead. It chirped at me and I smiled as I walked through and a bunny passed me hopping on the trail. "Hey bunny." I said.

The bunny looked at me. And then something pounced on it and I jolted back and landed in the dirt from surprise. A multicolored figure pinned the rabbit down and snapped it's neck with ease, a quick and painless death. And then the figure looked up and golden eyes beamed into mine.

I was quiet as the creature looked at me. A wolf. It's nose flared out taking in my scent and it watched me perplexed before it came over leaving it's fresh kill over there. It stalked over. "Good wolfy." I said and it watched me and circled around me.

This was not how I planed to die. Being torn apart by a wolf. But I was in it's territory, trespassing. I waited for those sharp gleaming teeth to sink into my soft flesh and tear me apart. My mother would be shocked that my disease isn't what consumed me, but a wolf.

However it never came. Just a cold nose pressed into my neck sniffing. And then a tongue licking my neck and I craned the gold eyes watching me before leaving and coming over and standing in front of me before sitting down and I watched the multicolored wolf in curiosity.

"Good. . . boy." I said catching a glimpse. He tiled his head to the side in a cute way and I held my hand out to the wolf. It's cold nose pressed to my hand and sniffed. I smiled before petting the soft fur and he arched towards me as I scratched behind his ear.

And then his leg kicked out thumping against the ground. "Looks like I'm lost." I said looking that I had diverged from the trail. And he stood up and watched me before trotting and picked up the rabbit and looking at me. Was he trying to lead me out.

I got up and followed the wolf. I'm not sure why I did, but something compelled me to the magnificent creature. He trotted at a pace I could keep up with. The rabbit dangled from his mouth before a clearing came and he trotted towards a huge wooden house.

"Are you a real wolf?" I asked. Was he a hybrid with a home? He tilted his head before trotting and I followed him as he went up the porch and dropped the rabbit. And he leaped up on the door scratching at it before getting down.

And then a white haired woman opened the door. "Isaac you are capable of shif-" And she stopped upon seeing me. "Who is this?" She asked. He ignored her and trotted in and taking up the rabbit. She looked at me. "Who are you?" She asked watching me carefully.

"Ah, I'm Lore, I'm new to town." I said shifting. "I assume he's your pet?" I asked. She looked back at where the male wolf had gone. "You could say that, he's like my son. . . furry son." She said with a smile. "Does he do this often?" I asked shifting hoping I wasn't intruding.

"No, you must be special. My name is Danielle you can come in." Danielle said. I'm not sure why but I stepped in. At that moment a white dog rushed out barking. "Venus nyne!" She said and the white dog stopped before coming up and sniffing me and I smiled at her.

At that moment a boy---- correction man, he couldn't be described as a boy walked through. He was putting on a shirt. "Who is this?" He asked. "This is Lore, your pet brought her here, Isaac." Danielle said with a look that he seemed to understand and those light colored cheeks stained red.

"Lore, feel free to take a seat, I'm going to talk to my son." Danielle said and I took seat as the two walked off.


2270. Before you call Lore a moron take into consideration she is done with her parents. She wanted away from them. One month and she'll be gone. Sort of. But you met Lore and yes the wolf was Isaac. Until next time #Losaac marshmallows. 

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