CHAPTER 1: Leaving
"Pack all your clothes now, Zoriana!" My father's rushing and panicking voice from my back startled me that I even hit my forehead on our wooden door.
I quickly turned to my father, my forehead were now in deep crease while watching him frantically looking around for something that I don't know what exactly it is. He is holding a black backpack in his hand. It was opened so I quickly spotted the things that he stuffed there, and it wasn't arranged well, so I know that he was really rushing his moves awhile ago.
"What happened, father? Why am I going to pack my clothes? What's wrong—?"
"Just pack everything, Zoriana!" I flinched when he shouted at me. My eyes widened in shock as my lips trembled at the same time. My father has never ever raised his voice to me, and to hear him shouting at me right now is something that breaks my heart.
"W—what about Randall and Mother? Are we going to leave them here? They're still in the market to buy something. We should wait for them." I held onto the door's knob from behind like my life depends on it. Because it really is. I don't want to leave here. Not without a proper explanation as to why we should leave and all, no!
I don't know what's happening. Why my father is panicking right now, but one thing is for sure, I am not leaving. I have so many things and people that would be left here, and I don't want that to happen. I just celebrated my third monthsary with my boyfriend, Preston awhile ago and I couldn't just leave like this!
I shook my head repeatedly at my father, tears shone in the corner of my eyes as I looked at him.
"Tell me what's happening, Papa. Just give me a word—"
"No! Hurry up, Zoriana or you'll never be able to see your mother, your little brother or everyone here ever again. Anymore! You choose!" He shouted again, more desperate this time. My father's words were like a bomb thrown straight at me, and at the same time, the only keyword that would make me move.
Without saying anything, I scurried to my room and pulled a backback from nowhere. I quickly stuffed my clothes inside, including the picture frames that I have with my mother and my younger brother.
I sniffed and zipped my bag right after I stuffed things that were very important to me.
I hurriedly go out from my room. My father was already waiting for me at the doorstep. His face was showing nothing but forlorn as he watch me approach him.
"Papa... " I whispered painfully.
He shook his head before messing my hair. The tear that fell from his right eyes didn't go unnoticed by me.
"We will be fine, Zoriana. Your mother and brother will be fine too. We just have to leave the Pack, and live somewhere else. Somewhere far from here. Somewhere that I know you'll be safe." My father whispered back in the most painful voice. His voice even broke as he tried to wipe the tears on my cheeks.
My father's words completely made me more confused than ever. I have a lot of questions in my head that I still don't know when will it be answered.
Why do we have to leave our Pack? Why do we have to leave without my mother and my younger brother? Why should they be left behind? I don't understand a thing, really, and it makes me so frustrated that I have to go with this.
What does it have something to do with me, being safe? Am I not safe here in our Pack? And why am I the only one who should be kept safe? What secret is my father hiding?