Home?

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Warnings: SAD 😃🔪 (panic attack) and language
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**Dawn's pov**

After I disappeared from Reggie's arms, I was placed in an old room. It had posters of random bands like 5sos, Jonas brothers, and bts... whatever those are.

The bed was pushed to the side, a light pink comforter that was messily put on. Room painted white, with mirror sliding doors that lead into a small closet. Piles of clothes everywhere, Alex wouldn't approve of this, I know that for a fact. There was a weird chipped purple desk, a journal on top, pencils were thrown around, and a couple of jackets on the chair.

I saw a girl walk in, throw down her backpack, and jump on the pink messy blanket that laid on the bed. I wonder what happened to her. I wanted to wander through wherever I was a little more, so I slid my way out of the door.

Only to be met by Caleb.

"Oh! There you are," I shook my head, scoffing, crossing my arms. "What do you want?" He placed his hand on my shoulder, "you have always been the feisty one. That's why I'm trying to help."

I dropped my arms, looking up at him, "Help me?" He then was the one to cross his arms, "Is that so hard to believe?" I nodded, tapping my thigh with my finger.

"I-I only wanna help you, this- this place- it-it's your unfinished business. You might not know what this place is yet, but trust me. Go down those stairs, and you will be fine. You won't cross over, you will be right here, to stay." I gulped trying to avoid eye contact.

"H-how can I trust you? Y-you took the boys from me." He shook his head, "I didn't take them from you. I- they are just way too powerful, I have to mess around a little. Orders from my main master. Promise me, everything, in the end, will be okay."

I felt knots in my stomach form, "I'll try. B-but if anything happens, I swear to you." he nodded, "I am not as bad as you think. I just need to mess around a little, all for the people controlling me. Trust me, I don't wanna hurt you guys either."

I nodded, thanking him before he poofed out. I don't know what to expect, especially if he has to mess with us a little. I need to listen to what he says though. I need to go down those stairs and see whatever is down there.

I quickly shuffled my way down the stairs. They were brown, carpet on every other step. Railing only on one side, dangerous. The place smelt like pie. Apple pie. Gross. I hated apple pie with all my guts.

I dropped down the last step, looking up. Mom? Why this? Why is this my unfinished business?

I walked over to the counter my mom stood at, placing my hands lightly on the counter. "Honey! I'm home!" I snapped my head to see my dad walking in, throwing his briefcase down to the ground.

He kissed my mom on the cheek, wrapping his arm around her waist as he did it. "How was your day?" I walked away slowly, wanting to look out for more.

I walked into a living room, one couch, and a lamp. It was very plain. It made me want to gag at how bland it was.

The thing that caught my eye was a hallway, it had a bunch of photos hung up. I lightly jogged over, wanting to see the photos.

I glance over them quickly, I see that girl that ran in everywhere. There were happy photos with my parents. But I couldn't find any of me.

Did they just forget about me? Why am I not here? What made it worse was the saying above the photos, 'family forever'.

What. The. Fuck.

Seriously? They are doing better without me. One reason why I never came. How is this my unfinished business?

I wanted to snoop around a little more. These people couldn't even leave up a photo of me, I had every right to wanna look for more. More so answers.

I walked around, looking everywhere, at everything. Nothing. Nothing caught my eye.

I came across the master room. Pictures of my parents looking happily at each other. Pretty boring as well, to say the least. I walked into their bathroom, a hairbrush and lotion was the only thing that was on the sink.

I opened the closet door seeing a picture of me, hung up crookedly. God did I look good. Fuck. Not supposed to be checking myself out.

I looked closer seeing a door carved into the wall. I slowly walked over, opening it. The door swung open files everywhere, pictures of me hung in a smaller room. I then started to glow. The same glow the boys had.

Before I could look more into the weirdly set room, I poofed back into the studio, not like I chose to, I just did, but I didn't control the poofing. The boys quickly looked up at the sudden noise.

"Dawn?" Reggie looked up at that, "Baby?" Alex and Luke looked down at Reggie, "are we hallucinating?" They both blurted out.

Luke and Alex got up, running at me, "Dawn! Oh thank god you are here, a-and okay," Luke called out, almost out of breath.

"We are both sorry for not looking for you! A-and saying those things!" I furrowed my eyebrows, "what things?" Alex shook his head, "I-it doesn't matter," I hummed, squeezing them tighter.

They pulled away, all of us looking down at Reggie. Who just sat there, jaw to the ground. "Baby?" I nodded.

Before anything else happened, he was on me. "I-I mean, how?!" I giggled lightly kissing his head.

"I don't know, truly, everything is so confusing right now, B-but I love you." He hummed.

Pulling slowly away from the hug, placing both of his hands on my cheeks. He let out a sigh of relief, kissing my forehead, shaking. "I-I love you too."

I rest my forehead on him, kissing his nose, "Group hug?" Luke and Alex were on it in a heartbeat.

Clinging onto my left and right side, "I love you all," I was surprised by Luke's words, but we all said it back, laughing as we did so, only because we were shocked.

What goes on from here? What about that weird room? What else is Caleb planning? He told me he has to mess around a little. What else does he have to do? These were the thoughts running through my brain during this hug.

What could go on next? I can't have anything happen to the people I love. What's next for us?
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A/n:
this is the end. 😩 till season two... Hopefully...

I AM SORRY WITH HOW I ENDED IT.

I love you all! Thank you for coming down this little journey with me. <3

~ I have another book coming soon. ~

Love, Lesko :) until next time

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