Teen Wolf Baby of the pack

Ch. 4 "What just happened"

                                                                             Alicia POV

Dinner was always my least favorite the pressure of sitting next to dad the ticking time bomb, I'm always worried his gonna hit me for no reason. I thought 

I push my food around on my plate I've pretty much given up on eating so did Isaac to the looks of it,

"Licia what are you're grades?" Dad asked as he peers through his glasses 

His voice sends goosebumps down my skin "M-My grades?" I stare at the plate in front of me 

"Yes, you're grades," Dad said 

I pick up my water to take a sip "um- so fart it's an "A" in science "B" in english," I said 

Dad nods cutting a piece of meat "Oh what about Math?" He asked 

Oh great here it comes he's gonna blow a gasket I need to lie I don't want another beating and being stuck in the freezer again, I thought 

"I'm not sure uh midterms are in a few day so it could go up," I said 

Isaac watches the two of us carefully and quietly, 

"Well what is it now?" Dad asked as he scoops some of his food on a fork

My palms begin to sweat I keep my head down, 

"T-The grade?" I asked 

"Uh, Yeah," Dad said 

I place my shaking hands in my lap under the table,

"Uh, im not sure," I said 

I look up, Dad narrows his piercing eyes "But you just it could go up," Dad said 

"I just uh I mean generally," I said 

"you wouldn't be lying to me would you sweetheart?" Dad said which sent chills down my spine 

My heart hammers against my chest tonight is not going to end well for me I thought, he just basically just promised that I'm going in the freezer 

"No" I said 

His face grows colder like he's plotting what to do with me in his head,

"Then tell me your grade," He said 

"She just told you she doesn't know," Isaac said trying to save me 

Dad points a warning finger at him 

"Don't get involved Isaac!" He focuses his attention back on me "you wanna take this little conversation downstairs?" Dad asked I shake my head no my eyes wide "No?" I said 

"Then tell me the grade Sweetheart," He said 

"Dad this semester's only half over," Isaac said 

Dad heavily glares at him "Licia?" Dad said 

Isaac comes to my rescue for the third time 

"There's plenty of time for her to-" Isaac said 

"Licia?" Dad says in a harsh voice 

I flinch "It's a "D" I said out of fear 

Dad sighs and I stare at the white tablecloth "All right it's a "D" I'm not angry" Dad said 

That's a lie he's always angry 

"You know I'm gonna have to find a way to punish you though you know I have my responsibility as a parent," He said 

I'm going in the freezer aren't I, I thought I squeeze my eyes shut terrified,

"So we'll start with something simple like uh- tell you what you do the dishes and you clean up the kitchen okay," He said 

My eyes shot open What? he's letting me off that easily, he never does that, I thought

"Y-Yeah," I said 

Dad nods and lifts the little teacup up to his mouth "Good because I'd really like to see this place spotless," Dad said tossing the teacup to the side 

the cup shatters on the floor not too far away from me, I flinch at the loud crash my heart stops at the sudden change in my dad I fearfully peek up to see him glaring at me, Isaac's hand searches for mine without being seen I desperately grab his hand shaking, 

"Know what I'm saying? you know I mean the entire kitchen," Dad swipes his arm across the table everything crashes to the floor shattering on impact 

Isaac yanks me from my seat and forces me behind him as we crouch on the floor by the wall,

"Yeah! Yeah absolutely Spotless!" Dad hurtles the glass pitcher at the two of us Isaac covers me with his body as the glass breaks centimeters from our heads on the wall, 

"Isaac," I whisper a small piece of glass is sticking out of his cheek with blood trickling down his face Isaac turns his head to face dad, and plucks the glass out of his cheek,

"Well that's your fault," Dad said 

Isaac stands up, "you could have blinded us" Isaac said 

Dad rolls his eyes "Shut up! it's a scratch! it's hardly even-" Dad said then stops 

I look at Isaac the blood on his cheek runs back up into the cut and heals like he was never cut, what the heck? How did he do that? I thought as Isaac touches the smooth skin where the cut was I stand up behind him just in time for him to grab my hand and run out of the house our sneakers pound against the stairs and concrete,

"Isaac! Isaac!" Dad shouts from behind us "Licia!" 

Isaac lifts his bike up and I hop on the handlebars not giving it a second thought what the heck is going on how did he do that Isaac pedals the bike extremely fast I grip the handlebars in my hand as tight as I can, 

"Licia!" Dad screamed somewhere behind us 

I squeeze my eyes shut we're so dead when he finds us I thought