Chapter 6 - Confusion

Along the way home, Jacen said that he was interested in me and I asked him what exactly he meant by that. I know that there are a lot of different types of interests and that his statement could be easily misconstrued. I waited for his response with eager ears, time stretched out to make seconds seem to take centuries to pass. The heat of the air pouring in the window of the car created beads of sweat that dripped from our faces that I watched fall as if they were floating in the middle of the air as we continued down the road. His answer only took a few moments to appear, even so, it felt like I had been waiting for millennia for it to arrive. I watched his mouth open and close so rhythmically that it could practically be a dance that flowed with the melodious tones of his voice. Time drug on drastically slow making every nerve in my body vibrate with intense anxiety. The sound lavished my ears as he spoke conveying enough passion that it made me shiver with an exuberant enthusiasm that increased with each word that he spoke. Those words made my heart skip as he said, " I want to get to know you more and I can't wait to see where this journey takes us. All I have ever seen around here were girls that dressed like strippers and act like they are better than everyone. You are quiet, shy, modest, and so much more than I could hope to ever find again." My heart began to sing until the point that I realized that I would have to tell him who I really am and what it is that I had done. The idea of having to tell him who I am and facing that look of horror he had the night I tried to eat him tore at the very fiber of my being. I pushed my fear to the back of my mind so that I could smile at him again and try to convey how much I wanted this relationship. When we arrived at my house my mother was working in the garden and my father was out back fixing up the shed that I had destroyed a couple of months ago. As I got out of the car my mother instinctively went to question Jacen. After about ten minutes or so passed my father came around the side of the house asking where mom had put the other box of screws. Needless to say that the box of screws was the last thing on his mind when my mother said, "Honey, this is Jacen. He is one of the football players at the college and is studying Criminal justice." My father gazed blankly at Jacen as he began to speak, " I guess you are here to ask about my daughter." Mom said, "No, he just gave her a ride home." Jacen straightened as he spoke to my father, "Sir, I only intended to give her a ride home, though I guess, now is rather the perfect time to talk to you seeing as I am already here. Sir, I really do like your daughter, she is kind, modest, and everything I could ever hope for." My father said, " And more." Jacen agreed, "And so much more." He didn't know what my dad really meant by that, but I did. My father explained that if he was ever to hurt me that he knew ways to kill him very slowly and very painfully and that no matter who he was or what he did there wouldn't be a place left for him to hide. Jacen was happy to hear that he would be allowed to date me and shook my father's hand. My father grabbed his hand with such force that Jacen's face began to turn bright red and contort as my father spoke saying, " This is my warning, anything happens to my little girl, and this will be nothing in comparison to the pain you will experience." Jacen breathed as calmly as he could maintaining eye contact with my father as he said, "Yes Sir. I understand perfectly." When they were done and dad went back around to the shed I went over to Jacen to see the damage. I knew that my father had used his inhuman strength to crush Jacen's hand, but to my surprise there didn't appear to be anything wrong with it. I asked him how his hand hadn't been crushed. he simply said that he had strong bones. I let it go but stood there in confusion knowing that my father is a second-generation werewolf capable of crushing steel door handles on accident, let alone bones in someone's hand.