Riley’s nineteenth birthday. She thought to herself that maybe she should have gotten up earlier to shower and dress her own bandages without running late, but she wasn’t very worried about it. She had an appointment with Dr. Lévesque so he could look at her back and possibly take the stitches out. She rushed through her shower, and Melody insisted on helping her dress her wounds.
“Are you coming to the party tonight?” Melody asked as she bandaged Samantha’s back.
“I’m allowed to be there?” Samantha retorted her tone carrying a hint of aggravation.
“It’s not a pack function. And even if it was a pack function I’m sure that Colin would make an exception, seeing as it is Riley’s birthday,” Melody responded.
“Then yes, I will be going.”
“Good, now go eat. When you’re done, I’ll do your hair and drive you to your appointment.” Melody instructed as she finished bandaging Samantha’s back.
“Can do,” Samantha responded as she pulled her shirt on over her head.
***
Jaden sighed as he pulled on one of his favorite button-up shirts out of the closet. It was almost three-thirty and the birthday party was supposed to start in half an hour. He wasn’t even ready to leave yet, and he felt rushed. He had gotten into an argument with his father, and it had made Jaden run late. All he wanted was for his father to attend the party with him. Jaden pulled his sweater off over his head and tossed it onto his bed. He pulled his button up on, and fastened the buttons as he racked his brains for any logical reason why his father didn’t want to attend the party. Or do anything with him for that matter. He sighed, putting gel in his hair, creating a mess of unkempt looking spikes on his head, and he ran down the stairs to tell his father that he was leaving.
His father, Samuel, was in his office, adjacent from the stairs. Jaden walked up to the office doors and paused for a second before knocking. Samuel didn’t respond, so Jaden opened the door a crack and peered inside. His father sat at his desk, holding an old and tattered picture in his hands. He had a deep frown on his face and Jaden knew right away what picture it was; it was an old Polaroid of his mother, with the date smudged in the corner. Jaden sighed.
“Dad, are you sure you don’t want to come to the party? I know you left the pack and all, but that doesn’t mean you should shut yourself off from it entirely. Come on dad, I’m sure you’d love to see everyone again.” Jaden almost pleaded.
Samuel didn’t even look away from the photo, his eyes stayed glued to it, and the frown stayed plastered on his face. “There isn’t anyone I care to see attending that party, Jaden. We already discussed this.”
“Dad…it’s your day off, why don’t you enjoy it for once instead of staring at that stupid photo all day?” Jaden snapped as he clenched his fists. He was getting aggravated with his father’s antisocial behavior.
Samuel calmly set the photograph down on the desk, face down, “I will spend my day off how I please, young man. I work hard all week to put a roof over your head and food in your stomach. I play the role of mother and father to you day in and day out. So I think I deserve to decide what I do on my day off. If that happens to be sitting in my office remembering times of my youth and staring at photos all day, then so be it.”
Jaden sighed loudly. He knew he wasn’t going to win this argument. They had it time and time again and it always ended the same way; Samuel locking himself in his office and refusing to talk to Jaden for the rest of the night.
“Fine dad… Whatever. I guess I’ll see you after the party then…Liv is driving so I won’t be taking the car…” Samuel didn’t respond. Jaden shook his head slowly and closed his father’s office door.
Samuel rubbed his hand down his face slowly. He flipped the photo