"I know a lot has happened recently and I'm sorry that I sprung this on you." Mason mutters, staring at the road. My head is against the head rest as I look out the window. I'm staring at the moon as the dark outlines of the trees pass by us.

"It's whatever, Mason." I sigh feeling exhausted from everything, My head is on the verge of forming a headache and many emotions are flowing through my body. The drive between our pack houses is only a couple minutes, so I know we're about to be pulling into my driveway.

"Whenever you're packed, just let me know and I'll come help and grab your bags." He states, not looking at me. I turn my eyes away from the window to look at his face. His face is expressionless and his hands are gripping the steering wheel tight. I feel the shift in the road and know that we are driving up my driveway. Reaching in the back seat, I grab the strap of my backpack and set it in my lap as I watch my pack house get closer.

"Got it." I say feeling a bit irritated. I don't want to talk about this anymore, it has been quite a day. As we are approaching the house, I place my hand on the door handle. The car is slowing down and before we come to a complete stop, I open the door and get out. I trip over some rocks and manage to fall down, causing Mason to immediately stop the car. I groan, rubbing my hands together to get rid of the few pebbles sticking to my hand.

"Allison, are you okay?" He calls out worriedly, getting out of the car. I quickly pick myself off of the rocky driveway, placing my bag over my shoulder and sprinting for the front door. I hear his feet crunching against the rocks, indicating that he is following me. As soon as I make it to the porch I look back at him and see that he stopped walking. "Why do you keep running away from me?" He asks, looking defeated. I don't say anything before quickly walking inside. Am I being dramatic? Probably. I just have a hard time admitting what I want, and deep down I think I want to be chased which is selfish because I don't want to chase back.

I lock the door and stand against it until I hear the sound of his steps retreating, and then his car starts heading down the driveway. I notice Justin walking down the hall and I try to slip away before he sees me. My backpack slips off my shoulder and hits the wall, making a loud noise that definitely got Justins attention. "Al?" Justin announces, turning around and spotting me.

I can see Justin walking towards me and I just give him a meek, "Hi," before walking upstairs. I sigh as I hear his footsteps after mine and when I get to my room, I shut the door knowing damn well Justin is nearly right behind me.

"Allison, open the door." Justin says in a demanding voice. I lay on my bed with my head on my arms thinking about the earlier events. It's so hard now knowing what actually happened to my uncle and why it happened. I feel like I should tell my family, but I know it would crush my father. Also, now I have to tell them I'm going to be moving into Masons packhouse.

How am I suppose to tell my family I'm leaving? And to live with a mate I just found only a few days ago. I can't just say, 'Hey guys, I'm moving in with my mate in a few days. I hope you understand.' Maybe I can make it seem like I ran away even though I'm practically going to our neighbors house. Why am I even doin—

My thoughts are interrupted by a loud knocking on my door. "Hey Allie, can you open the door?" My brothers calls through the door, but I really know this isn't a question. One way or another my door is going to be opened. I tiredly get off of my bed, dragging my feet and open the door to reveal my brother leaning against the door frame. I can see a slight annoyance across his face and I just turn around, walking to my bed again.

"What's up, Justin?" I sigh, waiting for him to answer. I sit at the edge of my bed with my head pressed against my knuckles as Justin stays at the door. He has his arm gently touching his chain and has his other arm underneath his elbow.

"Where were you earlier? You had us kinda worried when you didn't come home." He questions, furrowing his brows slightly. I knew that this was coming and someone would question my whereabouts. I really don't know what to say. I mean, I could just tell him that I was at Masons, but then I would feel like I would need to let him know that his little sister is leaving. I don't want to deal with any of this tonight because I don't know how he would react. I feel like I could tell Madison, but not Justin or my parents because I would need to sit them down and tell them everything.

"I was out." I say vaguely. Knowing my brother he's going to question me even more but I couldn't come up with a decent response on the spot. I love my brother, but with everything that's been going on he's been kind of an ass with the whole situation.

"Where?" He cocks his head to the side trying to examine my face. I stare at him in the eye to try and relay a message that I'm fine and to stop asking me questions. A deep sigh escapes my lips as I lay back on my bed, laying my arm over my eyes.

"Justin, I was just out taking a walk. I just wanted to clear my head." I lie horribly. I know he's not going to believe it but I do not really care at this moment. All I want to do is lay on my pillow and be alone to think about everything that happened today.

"At 7 at night?" He scoffs,"One of your friends told me that you were riding with them. I already know Allison. Don't lie to me, where were you actually?"

A friend? Unless I forgot about riding with someone else which I am very positive I didn't, Mason must have found a way to get the lie to my brother. It makes sense now, when I walked out into the parking lot he looked as if he was waiting.

"Who are you? Dad? I rode with them because we were hanging out and I decided to walk home. I needed time to think about everything that's happened. I lost track of time. I'm not 10 anymore Justin. I can do what I want." I announce, sitting up and staring at him. He doesn't say anything but a skeptical look crosses his face. He looks like he's about to say something, but I speak before he can. "Look, Justin I'm exhausted. If you have more to say we can talk about this later, but please leave me alone right now." I can feel a sense of irritation wash over me and I just want to be left alone.

His expression hasn't changed and he just asks, "Do you want your door shut?"

I lay back down and recover my eyes with my forearm. "Yes please." A couple seconds later, I hear my door shut and I don't move. I let out a sigh of relief as I hear his retreating footsteps going down the hall. My room is completely silent except for the hum of my fan filling the room. I feel a small headache forming, and as I lay with my eyes shut I feel myself getting more tired.

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"Al, can I come in?" Madison asks, knocking softly on my door.

I wipe the sleep from my eyes and let out a big yawn. Looking at the time, I see that I had about a 40 minute nap. I slowly sit up and place my arms behind my back, stretching. The stretch feels good against my muscles and I rub my face before tiredly announcing, "Come in."

Madison walks in and shuts the door behind her. "Good nap?" She asks, laughing before sitting next to me on my bed. I give her a nod, still feeling exhausted. "So, what happened? Where were you after school?" She asks, laying her chin in her hands. I scoot back on my bed so I'm leaning against the wall. Madison has been my best friend for as long as I can remember, and she has been the one that I have told every secret too. We're so close it's almost as if we're sisters. She is the one who has always been the person I know I can trust.

I sigh, thinking about how I want to word it. "Today I was with Mason, and I went to his pack house. Earlier he told me he wanted me to come by so I could look at his place and start trying to get comfortable."

"Why would you need to get comfortable?" She asks, awkwardly laughing because she doesn't understand.

I sigh, having a hard time forcing the words out, "Madison," I let out another deep breath and press my lips together before saying, "Mason asked me to move in with him." Her face immediately is filled with shock. I know that she is processing what I said.

"What? By when? What did you say?" She question, eyes wide with shock. Her brow is furrowed as she waits for my response.

Crossing my arms over my chest, I stare at my wall across from me. I don't look at her as I say, "By the end of this week." Saying it out loud makes it feel so much more real. "And I told him yes." Madison stays silent, and I turn to look at her and realize she has been staring at me with disbelief evident on her face.

We continue to stare at her before she breaks the silence. "W-what?" She stutters. "You're joking right?" A powerful feeling of sadness fills my body as I watch her face fall. Even though we'll practically be living next to each other, it hurts knowing that I'll have to leave her and my family.

"Mads, it's not a joke. I really wish this wasn't happening, but I told him I would try to see where this could go." I feel tears pricking at my eyes as I'm about to say something that might make her more sad. I take in a deep breath and say softly, "I'm moving in by Saturday."

Avoiding her stare, I look down and play with my fingers. My heart nearly shatters seeing streams of tears roll down her red cheeks. I reach out, softly touching her shoulder as more tears fall from her eyes. I hate that she is this upset about this, but I won't be living here anymore so she won't have her friend. The thought of it makes me even more upset. Tears that threatened to fall begin streaming slowly down my cheeks.

"I'm going to miss you Allison." Madison says with her emotions thick in her voice. She wraps her arms around me in a tight hug, and I hug her back.

"I'm going to miss you too, but this isn't forever. " I whisper, sadness evident in my voice. "I'm still going to school and we'll be able to hangout whenever you want. You just have to text me and I'll be here for you." I say, giving her a small smile. She nods, wiping her cheeks as the tears slow down. I use my thumb to wipe the runny mascara off of her cheeks and she gives me a sad laugh.

"Have you told your parents yet?" She asks, sniffling. My lips are pressed in a tight smile as I shake my head.

"I still need to tell my parents and Justin. I just don't know how I am going to break it to them." I mutter, reaching onto my desk and grabbing two tissues for both Madison and I. We both fold the tissue and wipe the residue of makeup from under our eyes. I don't know what I pictured, but this isn't how I imagined it would be to break the news. I hoped it wouldn't end in a sad conversation, but that's inevitable.

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