𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐎 𝐔𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 | 𝐁 𝐄

𝑷𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒊𝒅

Luna's POV

"Luna, wake up. I want breakfast." I felt Chanel push my shoulder harshly.

I groaned and pulled the sheets over my head.

Why is she awake? I'm usually up before her.

And why is my thigh wet?

"What time even is it?" I asked, my voice cracking mid sentence.

So I don't have the best morning voice. Whatever.

"It's 7:00."

It feels like I just went to sleep.

I didn't appreciate my sleep enough.

Fuck.

"Gimme five more minutes." I mumbled.

"No. I'm hungry now, Luna. Please, let's just go get breakfast. Like right now."

The fuck is her problem?

I just want to sleep for five more minutes.

"Fine." I huffed.

As soon as I sat up, she dragged me out of bed with her quickly and out of the room.

"Chanel, what the hell-"

"There's someone in your closet." She whispered shakily.

WHAT?

Suddenly, I heard a loud crash from inside my room.

We both quickly ran away from the door and over to my mom's room.

I struggled to open the door due to how my hands were shaking in a panic but eventually, I got it open.

"Mom, there's someone in my closet." I pulled her arm harshly.

I didn't want to be too loud just in case they were still in there and heard us.

"What?" She grumbled.

"There's someone in my closet, will you-"

"Fuck this, man." Chanel mumbled as she grabbed the glass bottle of wine from my moms night stand.

"Chanel, don't-" Before I could continue speaking, she had already left the room.

Chanel's POV

Let someone try to fuck with me, they could catch these hands real fucking quick.

Slowly opening her bedroom door, I peeked inside to see if they were still in the room.

No one was there.

Her window was shattered with broken glass pieces on the floor and her TV was knocked down.

That must've been what that loud thud was.

I looked under the bed and in her closet to make sure he or she wasn't still hiding in here.

No one was there.

But I noticed all of her bra's and underwear were gone.

Ever single pair.

HOLY SHIT.

"LUNA!" I shouted for her.

"WHAT, WHAT?" She quickly rushed in with her mom.

I dropped her pillows on the floor and allowed her to stare at exactly what had made my jaw drop to the floor.

It was Polaroids of us sleeping from last night.

Twelve or thirteen pictures all from different times.

It looked like the pictures were taken from right in front of us.

Some of the pictures I couldn't even look at because it was of someone pushing her panties to the side, displaying her.... y'know.

Some of them were even of her breasts.

"I'm calling the fucking police." This shit is going too fucking far.

You mess with my sister, you mess with me and when you mess with me you are basically making a death wish.

Whoever took those pictures better change their name and move to another country cuz I'm on their ass now.

"You girls have soccer practice after school today, right?" Her mom asked.

"Nah, I gotta help my mom go food shopping so Luna's doing it without me."

"Alright well while you two are out doing that, I'll get this window fixed and see what I can do about installing some locks on them."

Bitch, fuck the locks, just move out all together cuz this shit is getting outta hand.