Her voice was as beautiful as her face “I nodded, yeah, the eighteenth birthday is always the day you shift” I said
She nodded, looking down at her hands “so, why didn’t you come to the house?” she asked me, looking at me questioningly
I shrugged “I honestly have no idea” I chuckled
She smiled a small but bright smile
“Apparently I’m your bodyguard, and I’m to protect you from yourself when you shift” I told her
She nodded “so I don’t hurt myself trying to get out” she amended
I nodded “yeah, see, when you shift, you go into a-“
“Rampage, and the instinct to kill is overpowering, yeah, they explained it” she said softly
I nodded and looked out the window of the plane “so…who protected you from hurting yourself?” she asked
I smiled “Laurence, he helped me through it, and taught me my ways” I said
She stared at me in shock “my father?” she asked
I nodded “I guess” I said
She nodded “my biological father, and mother are sitting over there, but the mother I have known for years is at home” she said sadly
I nodded “where is your father?” I asked
She looked away “he passed away when I was ten years old” she said, playing with something around her neck
I rubbed the back of my neck guiltily “oh, I’m sorry” I told her
She waved me off “you didn’t know” she said
I nodded “yeah, but I shouldn’t have said anything” I muttered
She shrugged “It’s fine” she dismissed me
I nodded, looking out the window
