Sorry for the late chapter! I had some problems with my wattpad account but I just fixed it. Hope you enjoy this next chapptaco, peeptacos! (I like tacos)
After I closed the door, I locked it. I took a deep breath. Then I went into the kitchen and took out the food.
I served everyone and got them silverware and such. Gulping, I sat down.
Then I realized I forgot the drinks. Ugh! I was so dumb sometimes! Smiling apologetically, I got up and got everyone drinks.
My fiance, Derek, said quietly to me,"It's okay. Everything doesn't have to be perfect. Sit down and relax, honey." I smiled. I loved Derek so much.
Suddenly, there was another knock on the door. I got up and opened it.
A gnarly old woman stood hunched on my doorstep.
I wanted to recoil, but that wouldn't be polite. Instead, I smiled and said,"What can I do for you, Mrs..?
The old woman smiled and replied,"Call me Jessie." I smiled back. This old woman wasn't so bad after all.
We were staring at each other, smiling, for a minute before I finally said,"OH! Sorry, what can I do for you?" I smiled apologetically.
"Well, I have no place to sleep or eat, and, uh, well, I was wondering if I could stay here?" I nodded. "Of course you can! I can lead you to spare bedroom and we're eating right now if you'd like to join us?" The old woman smiled kindly and said,"Thank you."
As she walked into my house, I felt the slightest trickle of unease.
Brushing it off, I walked in behind her and set out another plate so the old woman could eat.
If I would have known what letting her into my house would bring, I would have slammed the door in her face and maybe throw something at her. I don't know. Maybe the same thing would have happened.
And I will never know now.
DUN DUN DUN! Okay, I will update again sometime soon, but until then, bye peeptacos!
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