*MAGGI*
Running from the stroke of rain with my bag raised over my head, the forecast was of a clear and sunny cloud, the street was crowded with young and old running across different directions.
I managed to get to the nearest bus stop, I took out my cell phone and scrolled through my contact list, d*mn it! why does it have to rain today of all days. I was in Broomfield and still headed to castle rock.
My nosy head of department had called me a night before saying I report in Broomfield to cover for a colleague who was on maternity leave without little option to object. there I was about to be stranded in the streets of Bloomfield. "I got ya" I was about to dial the number when I remembered he had stubbornly travelled to Oklahoma, dear goddess please keep him safe.
Scott had been obsessed with finding a pack ever since his wolf has fully grown, well it wasn't entirely his fault. After I fled Oklahoma to Colorado, I had been a lone wolf. He was the opposite of the life I was forced to live. His wolf was too active and energetic.
He had threatened to go to the human realm if I held him back. I recalled how adamant he was.
"The human realm is total a no way Scott!" I told him blatantly
"mother you have to choose! The human realm or a visit to Oklahoma!" he yelled.
I could sense his animal instinct peaking, his wolf was charged and ready to pounce.
"Okay Scott, let it rest, calm it son, "I'm your mother okay?, Oklahoma It is.
I left him and went to my room. It wasn't his fault, he has his life to live, his wolf was too active to be tamed' still I desperately wished he would change his mind .Oklahoma was a scary place to be ,especially for my son, the son of Maggi a friend of traitor and a threat to the werewolf realm. No I was in my head, I should at least be honest with myself.
I WAS THE TRAITOR MYSELF! I monologue in my head.
The honking of the bus tweaked me out of my thought, the entrance was already flooded with hustlers, trying to hustle their way in. I wittingly navigated my way through the people and got myself a sit beside a window.
I took out my phone and scrolled through my picture folder, clicked on Scott's photo, I stared at it passionately.
"he looks so much like his father."
Flashes of war started to pop in my head, like my past is here to hunt me,
"I shouldn't have let him go, dear goddess please protect my boy" I silently prayed.
Truly my past was here to hunt and I knew not. After a while the bus stopped and I highlighted.
I took the pedestrian lane and headed to my apartment. Oh maan, I muttered, I am f**king tired. I arrived at my apartment few minutes after the long walk, I rummaged through my bag for the keys.
At long last I was in, I tossed my bag off, followed by my wet jacket.
"I wouldn't trade my warm bath for anything"
I opened a bottle of whiskey, poured a myself a glass and downed it at once, then I lead myself to the bathroom, relaxed in and let the water work it all out. It was a long bath but it was definitely suiting for a lady in distress, I got out and headed for the bedroom.
I settled into the warm hands of my mattress and pillows and soon began to drift until I heard the beep of my phone. It was Scott.
"hey son, how is it going there"
"ma I'm cool, I should be back tomorrow or next" he responded.
"oh thank goodness" I hung the call and went back to bed only to disturbed by another phone call.
"Common Scott what is it again?" I said as I stood up to go get the phone.
It isn't Scott? Who could it be? I clicked the green button and placed the phone on my ear.
"Hello Maggi" the caller said.
The voice! It sounded very familiar, I froze like a kid caught stealing, with my shaky voice I responded
"who is on the line?" I inquired.
"It's Derick Maggi" Derick? Derick Maxwell?
The Physician from Oklahoma? Promptly anxiety sets in, I was covered in sweat and could feel hot burns within me.
"Why did he call, did they capture my son, oh goddess, please keep him safe.
I summoned courage to reply him.
"Oh Derick it's been a while, how are you, hope all is well? but he was silent for a while.
Then i went to sit on couch in the living room, holding my robe together with a hand, I later let my robe fall apart as raised my left hand to cover my mouth, trying to block tiny escape of sobs as I drown in suspense.
"hum..Maggi, I will send someone to you from Oklahoma, it is someone you know, but in case you cannot link the face, there will be a sign to help joggle your memory" he said and immediately dropped the call.
But who was the person? Do he know my address? When should I be expecting him?. These were the questions I needed to ask but couldnt .
I went back to my mini bar, poured myself a glass of cock tail, one glass wasn't enough so I poured myself several glasses till I was inebriated, and crashed into the couch.
*Stephanie*
I heard the door, opened behind me, it was Derick "he must have come to see if I am still down with self-pity",
"how could he abandon me. He made a grave mistake, yes he did! I will prove to him that I'm not weak! Mother's memories is all I need to push without noticing Derick was already beside me.
"Steph you don't have to go today, you can go tomorrow, you have had enough today, just relax.
I stood up "it has to be today Derick" then I noticed the change in his eyes like he was begging me to stay at least for a day more.
"Alright tee till tomorrow"
I went closer to him and gave him a hug.
I went outside reluctantly carry the dirt I had wanted to dispose to a nearby incinerator wishing hours will increase its speed.
The day was finally over and we welcomed a new dawn, before the day breaks I had completed my packing, I had thought of a way to make things easier for Derick over the night. I took out a pen and a sheet of paper to write him a letter, appreciating him for all he did and announcing my leave.
It was the best thing to do, I had noticed he was finding it difficult to let go. I dropped the letter on the table and left without a second thought. The journey took a while, and all through it I kept hoping I had made the right decision, I missed Derick and wished he'd be fine when he learn I have gone.
Colorado welcomed me her beauty and gigantic building, I took the paper Derick gave me, I spread it out and went through the address, I spoke to beside me "please where to I grab a bus to castle rock"
"you're new here?" he questioned.
"Hmm.. something of sort" I said while tilting my head
She pointed in a direction and I followed. I had only walked a bit, when I saw, people trooping out of their houses and shop, I could hear the howl of a wolf, calling for help. I increased my pace to see what had happened. Holy shit! A wolf needs help, without thinking I hopped in and I started running toward her, I was fast, really fast, I didn't have such speed but I was too engrossed to save her than notice my wolfs instincts, all I wanted was to save her.
She had a seizure in the middle of a high way, I took her out and calmed her. I looked at her with confusion and she read me like an open book.
"wondering why no one came to help ?" she asked "
hum not really, just a little bit confused and worried if I have come to the right place. I said with a sad look.
"You are where you should be dear." she said trying to console me.
She drew out a small white card and placed it in my palm.
"Reach me if you ever need anything"
I was about to say something but she placed her finger on her lip telling me to keep it. She smiled and took her leave immediately. I watched her leaving till I lost view of her.
Few minutes after, I stood up, cleaned my dress, and glanced through the card she gave me. Damn it! She was going to castle rock or I could be wrong! I kept the card she gave me in my bag and followed the same route. After about fifteen minutes' walk, I arrived at a bus terminal and boarded a bus.
I alighted immediately I saw the sign welcome to castle rock. Finding Maggi's house was not difficult at all, Derick had done justice to the description. It was a fully detached duplex. WOW! Does a female own this?.
I hit the doorbell but no one responded,
"but it is a weekend" I muttered.
I rang the doorbell again, this time an adult female wolf in her late fifties took the door.
"Good day ma'm" I greeted.
I greeted her with a warm smile but the smile began to fade away when I noted her eyes were bulged and she had frozen.
Faintly I heard her whisper "Olivia"?