"What the hell do you know!" I scream, standing up finally, still in the corner. "How did you find out!" My hands ball into fists and I have to hold back tears, again.

Damn I cry a lot.

"It's pretty obvious if you pay attention."

"No, it's not. You don't get to say that. You can't say that." Whispering the last part, mostly for mostly for myself, I shake my head and rub my eyes. this isn't happening.

"Tristan, you are bruised up everyday-"

"Because of you! Or your friends! You guys...are the problem! Shut up!"

"You have bruises, in places that others didn't give you. You come to school in more pain every day, some days it worse. I see that, I have been seeing that for weeks, years even!"

"No! You guys are the ones-"

"I know! We are a problem, I am a problem. And I am sorry. But I see you too, I saw your place today! I highly doubt that you are the one with a drinking problem!"

"St-"

"And there was blood on the fucking wall? unless someone was murdered there the night before, explain that! Explain the fact that you were using the door frame the other day to hold your self up? You were In more pain than I have ever seen you in!"

"No!"

"I know it is just your dad at home. I know it is just you two! Explain to me what I am wrong about Tristan?"

"Y-you aren't! Thats the problem! You aren't wrong! Stop."

This is wrong, why does he know this? Why does he pay attention like that! He can't know about this! I don't want him to know about me dad.

I don't want to be here.

I am not in Hunters home, I was not saved by him, I did not just see a wolf or what ever that was, and Hunter does not know about my dad.

This is just a dream.

"Tristan, You need to calm down, again."

"NO! No you-you can't say t-that. I-I Can't-You." That's when I broke. I broke down, Falling to the floor in tears.

How did he know, I can't do this. Hunter caught me in his arms and set me down in his arms, cradling me and rubbing my back as I cried. I think I tried to punch him or at least hit him in the chest or something as he did so.

"I-I've tried to...so fucking hard." I whisper.

"I Know. And it's going to be okay."

"No! I tried! I need to hide it! I need to leave! I can't be here, I can't be here! let me go. let me go Hunter!"

"Stop."

"No! Let me go. I shouldn't be here! He...he-I don't know! I need to leave! O don't want to be here! I wasn't to leave. Let me leave Hunter! Please!"

"I can't Tristan, please calm down!"

"No! Please, please, please. He'll find me here! He'll take me away again, let me go. Please just let me run! I'm scared! He'll c-come after me. H-He wants m-me dead."

"no, your safe. Your safe right here Tristan." I shake my head and cry even more, I've cried into his chest, screaming everything.

"No! I'm not when I'm....here! I don't know you! You...you-"

My father wants me dead now. I know it. He will find me and he'll do anything to get me back, just to use me as a punching bag. I feel a hand connect to my cheek and I flinch but open my eyes when there's no sting.

I look up to hunter as he wipes away tears.

"Hey, You're safe here. okay? I know, you don't have a reason to trust me at all, okay. I know that, and I'll leave you alone if you want that. But I got you out of those woods, something happened to you out there, and I just want you to be safe. staying her for a few days, we can help you, okay? Please Tristan, I know, you don't need to trust me. You shouldn't, after the shit I put you through, it's understandable. But if you are here, He wont get you here." I nod as a few more tears fall down my cheeks onto my shirt.

"I am so sorry, I know you hate me. I'm sorry for everything I ever did to you and I really hope you can forgive me." Looking down as hunter picks me up and sets me on the bed.

I suddenly get dizzy as he does so, closing my eyes as I feel like the floor is falling form under me. I grip his shirt as he sets me down, Pulling myself closer to him feeling a bit safer in his presence for some weird reason.

I shouldn't feel safe with him. He's a bully, my bully. I shouldn't even be in the same room with him.

I don't trust him.

But I'm scared, and for some reason, I hold onto him. I feel weird and I'm in pain and I don't know what is happening to me. I don't like this, at all. But like Hunter said, I'm in shock.

He stiffens and relax's as I hug his waist lightly. Scooting me over as he sits on the bed, "Just...Just get some sleep, we'll talk tomorrow about things...if you want." I nod and lay on my side, facing away from Hunter but still a hands reach away from him.

I don't know what came over me.

I don't know why any of this is happening.

All I know, if I am falling asleep quickly, and Hunter is sitting there. He was worried about me, he was trying to calm me down.

Why would he do that? He hates me, he should hate me. Thats how its been, why would he help me?

Why did he find me?

He shouldn't have found me, I was fine, I should still be in the woods. I should be there, I should be running.

Not in a warm bed next to my bully.

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As soon as Tristan lay'd down next to me Gray went ecstatic.

"What just happen'd?"

'I think you just got through to him.'

"Well no duh, but how did that work so fast. I mean, I would have expected some anger to me or some distance wanting but as soon as he was in my arms he trusted me."

'Maybe it's just a social thing. I mean, he hasn't had many friends over the years besides Sarah. His dad beat him and who knows where his mom is. Maybe because you said a few nice and calming things to him he now just trusts you, as a reaction.'

"Maybe."

'Just Don't push it Hunter. I know how these things work, If he's actually accepting us after what you did to him after these years, this is a huge step for all three of us.'

"I know."

After breaking away from our chat I look down at Tristan, -who by the way, decided to curl up against my side- This is a big step and I highly doubt that he will be this calm tomorrow morning.

I sigh and wrap my arm around him, enjoying what is going on. I love this feeling, I don't feel like a fool and I don't think on how I would hurt myself next because I hurt someone else today. I don't feel like a disappointment or that I will fail in my life.

I helped him today, I feel good about that.

I feel good. I feel happy. I feel amazing. I feel like this is the way everything was meant to be and that I have a future and that maybe, just maybe Tristan will except me.

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Waking up with a warm feeling on my arm and chest I rub my eyes with one hand, looking down and seeing Tristan clinging onto my arm with his back facing me, so he's still pressed against me.

Turning my head I see it's almost seven in the morning. I gently move my arm so Tristan can still sleep and I run to get a hoodie and shorts to go on a jog and get ready for a day.

Plus, I don't think he wants to wake up to me in a bed with him. I don't want to push anything, and I don't want him to freak out.

Which he probably will seeing as I now can confirm everything about his dad, and that I shifted.

I shifted, and came out, and then went back in and shifted back. He saw that, he really saw that. Just another thing to add to the list of things to talk about I guess.

Changing in the bathroom I grab my phone and ear buds and start to head out, making sure Tristan is still asleep and making sure I don't make any loud sounds and get outside.

Starting my run into the woods and getting going I start to think about how I have another two school days on suspension from the school along with Tristan.

Maybe I could convince him to stay here at the pack house and with me.I think that it would help me make up for the years and maybe get closer to Tristan.

I stop as I get out of the woods and I'm back to the front of the house. It's been well over an hour by now, So I just stand there and watch many people are going in and out, little kids getting on their way to the bus stop and school, along with a few junior high students too.

I smile at the kids who walk with some parents down the roads, others get in their cars and drive off. I kinda wish I was at school right about now.

After a while of worry about how bad today could go, and how awkward it can go, I run to the kitchen and grab a bottle of water before running back up stairs to my room and this giant house.

Yet, My mom stops me in the hall and pulls me aside into my dad's office, where he is very much so waiting for me to start talking to him.

"How did things go? Did he wake up at all, what happened? I heard a few shout coming from your room last night and got a little worried but them things calmed down."

"Mom, everything is fine. We talked a bit before he passed out again. He's fine for now I guess. I'm going to try to talk to him about everything today."

"Are you going to talk about- Does he know?" I look down and sigh.

"Yeah, he saw a few things last night and I just showed him instead of explaining everything a first."

"I want you to offer him to stay here." My dad, sternly speaks to me like I didn't already know to offer. Even though I already told him he is staying her for a few days.

I mean he can try to run, but there isn't a way that my parents would let him out of the house or even get past me for that case. Plus its a long, long, long walk back into town.

I should know, at the age of ten, I tired to run away. Didn't work out so well for me.

"Don't worry I will, but I am not going to push it. If he doesn't want to, I am going to let him go." Both my parents look at each other before nodding, hesitantly looking back at me with small smiles.

"He looks like a nice boy." My mom pats my chest and starts for the door. "And go shower, you smell like a dog."

"I am a dog mom." She rolls her eyes and walks out laughing. I smile as I walk out and I go and check on Lou, my little sister.

I do this every morning to make sure she's alright. She gets nightmares at night and I am always there so my parents can sleep knowing that they take care of over 100 people a day and that they do so much everyday.

I smile as I see Lou is still sleeping when I check in, making sure she's still covered in her stuffed animals and pillows and princess crowns.

Closing the door I walk to my room and see Tristan stir as I close the door. He bolts upward and looks at where he is before realizing that he's in another house.

He falls back on to the bed and covers his face with his hands. Groaning as he peeks over at me, mumbling to himself as he covers his face again.

"Morning?" I say setting my phone in my pocket again as I watch him sit up and get up before hissing in pain as he falls back on the bed.

Running over to him, grabbing his back lightly right away, "Are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah. I'm fine. "

"Just try to stay off of...well everything for a Bit, I'll get you an Ice pack in a few."

"I'll be fine." He mutters to me, waving my hand off of him.

After a few moments of silence, "So do you wanna talk about it all?" Tristan mumbles. I look up and sigh.

"I mean, it would help, right?" I say.

"I guess. I mean I guess we owe each other that much, I guess. I-I don't know..." I smile and look down.

"Right." Standing up again I walk to the dresser and toss a few smaller things to Tristan and turn around. "Sorry, your bag is probably in the woods still and these are the only things that will fit you nicely I hope. I...am defiantly not your size. But, I think you would want to get out of those dirt covered things?"

"It's fine, thanks." Looking down as he fiddles with the shirt I gave him, I smile a bit, not that he can see that while looking down with his hair falling into his face.

"Yeah no problem. I'm gonna hop in the shower quick and then we can get something to eat? You can shower too, if you want?"

"yeah, what ever works?" I nod and head to the bathroom and turn on cold water as I strip and toss my new clothes on the counter.

Washing my hair and body as quick as I can I get out and dry my hair as I multitask and change into clothes.

I start brushing my teeth and combing through my hair and I hear giggles from out side the door. I finish quickly and I run a hand through my hair as I open the door and see Lou and Tristan on the floor smiling.

Lou is explains some made up story for her dolls to Tristan who is listening very closely. Like he actually loves it. I smiled as I walked up making them both jump. "Hey Lou. Whatcha up to?" I ask while picking her up as the kid giggles.

I pull her brown hair back a bit and brush it out of her face as she gives a a plastic crown, smiling at me brightly before looking back and pointing at Tristan, who sits on the floor.

"i was telling Twistan a story!"

"really?" She nods and continues as Tristan stands up but starts to wobble so I put an arm on his waist and he jumps but holds on the arm for a small bit of support. "Come on, we got to get going LouLou."

"I can't stay?" She basically starts crying in my arms, hoping to get her way with me this time but I just shake my head and look at Tristan with a sorry look.

"No, you have got to get to daycare and we should let Tristan here shower. We have a few things to do today."

"Can we pway later?" She looks at Tristan and I grin with an eyebrow risen.

"Sure? Maybe, I should talk to your brother about it first."

"Yay!" I set her down and she runs to my parents room waking our Dad up. Her squeals can be heard from he open door and from down the hall. She's a loud child.

Tristan just smiles and looks at me as we stand there and listen to her squeal as my dad carries her to her room.

"She's cute."

"Right?" He laughs a bit and smiles up at me, he's not that much shorter, only like five inches. I am noticing that right now, out of all things.

"You can shower if you want? Or later, doesn't matter to me, what ever you want to do. I just thought you would want to after la-"

"Thanks. I'll be quick, promise."

"Okay." Watching him run to the bathroom and shut the door quickly, I listen for the water to start before laying on my bed with a groan. This is weird, I don't know what to say or how to act.

I don't know what to do...After a few minutes, I hear the door open and out Comes Tristan, his hair already drying up to a fluff as he looks at me.

"ready?"

"Sure?"

"Great." I start walking and Tristan follows staying close to my side but not so close where he is clinging onto me. After getting into my truck and we start driving we hit a few shops and find a place to park at a small cafe. Everything on the way here was awkward and silent.

I don't know what he likes, so I asked, and he said he didn't care. He looked nervous in the truck, and by me, and just the fact that we were in town.

But I didn't want to talk to him about things at the pack house just yet, I don't need people snooping and spreading things about us. I wanted him to feel safer around me and I am starting to think that town wasn't the best either.

But its better than just being alone with me.

"What would you like?" I ask taking a card out of my wallet. "Um, Ice coffee?"

"Okay, do you wanna find a place to sit?"

He looks around and shakes his head slightly before looking down. "It's fine." I say reassuring him. He looks down as I order our drinks and take them to a booth in the corner. Tristan sits across from me and looks down.

"So explain how everything works with you again?" he asks.

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