Huntress Luna

Chapter 24: August

August woke up in a dark room and could feel tied down to a chair. He struggled against it but it was no use. Someone groans behind him. Whoever it was, was tied down also.

"Son of a b*tch." They said as they struggled against the ropes also. August laughed out loud, making them stop their movement.

"They got you too, I see." Sybil stopped moving.

"What the hell is going on? And who the hell took us?" She asked him.

"All I know is that I was on my way back home from a meeting, and the next thing some crazy person slams their car into mine and drives me off the road. I got out of the car, and three of them ambushed me, and one of them stabbed me with something, and I woke up here. How'd they get you?"

" Well, I was woken up from my sleep at three in the morning. I thought it was Margot and I went to go tell her to stop making so much noise. Some man was standing over her unconscious body, I went to attack him, and there was another guy there, he stabbed me with a needle, and now I'm here."

"Wait, how's the baby?" August asked, concern filling his mind.

"Fine I think, I don't feel any pain and I still am pregnant, so I don't think they did anything to the baby."

"What do they want from us?" Just then, the lights turned on, and three masked people walked in.

"Good, your awake." One of them said. Sybil raised her eyebrows when she heard the voice.

"Margot, what the hell are you guys doing?" August looked confused.

"How did you know it was me?" She took off her mask, and so did the others, Max and Kade.

"Your perfume, idiot. Every time you wear it, I feel nauseous, I smelled it the second you walked in here. Now what the hell are you guys up to?"

"So you three were the ones who ran me off the road? Was it necessary to wreck my car?"

"Yeah, sorry about that, I promise I will get it fixed. We knew you wouldn't come easily, so we had to get you when you weren't expecting it. Sybil was the easier one to get she just sleeps all day. We could have gotten her while she was sleeping, but I felt like she wouldn't have liked that, so we made her have to fight a little." Margot explained.

"You could have just talked to us; kidnapping doesn't make you look too good," August said.

"Oh, please, the two of you would never have talked if we didn't do something like this. Now, this is the plan, you can get out of here when you two tell each other the truth about how you feel. I'm tired of hearing both sides and trying to get you two to talk to each other. You never do. Once you two tell each other the truth, you can come out. Have fun."  They untied August, then the three walked out of the room. Sybil knew what truth they were talking about, but she wasn't ready to talk. They sat there for half an hour, not speaking to each other.

August finally broke the silence. " The truth is that I'm still in love with you, Sybil. Seeing you so close but not being abel to be near you and the baby has been killing me inside. I made the mistake, I know, and nothing I say can ever take back what I did. I know you don't forgive me, and I don't expect you to forgive me. I want you to come home with me; I want us to be a family and to have this kid and raise it together."

"Then why haven't you said anything? I was waiting for you to ask me to come home and be with you. I was angry, I know I was, but once I came back here, and I saw everyone, I was happy, actually happy, except for when I thought about the fact that every day I would live apart from you. Every day I woke up all alone, and I slept all alone. I come over to your house to get your attention and to not feel alone. I loved when you came over, and we talked and made jokes. I know you were giving me space, but I didn't want you to; I wanted you to be with me. That's why the nursery isn't started; I can't bring myself to build it without you."

They sat there silent after. Some time passed, and August got up from his chair and untied her. He helped her up and pulled her close to him. She said nothing, she just embraced him.

Three weeks have passed since August and Sybil told each other the truth about how they felt. Sybil moved back into the house with August and was happy. They were working on the baby's nursery.

"Wouldn't it make more sense to find out what were having before we put this place together?" Sybil asked him.

"We promised we weren't going to find out the baby's sex until after it is born. So no. Besides, do you really want to decorate this room with either pink or blue? I would have thought you wouldn't care about things like that." August replied.

"I'll have you know; I am not one of those get all pink or all blue type of people. But you know what we could do? We could make little hanging things over the bed, and it could have little weapons on it. That would be so cute." August shook his head at her.

"I am honestly not surprised that you want tiny stuffed weapons hanging above our child's head. Let me guess are we painting the walls black and getting the baby little stuffed animals to pretend to kill?" He joked.

"Could we? That sounds amazing." She smiled. "Oh, then they could learn to set little traps and how to hunt and kill. We could have a tiny little baby hunter."

"Or we could go with a normal theme, one that won't sway our child towards killing others."

"You're no fun. Fine, how about we paint walls grey and get black or darker toned furniture? We would put up pictures of the family near the crib so the baby could always see us. We could do a colorful rug instead of a neutral one so that way we bring in some color, and some black out curtains so that way when the baby is sleeping during the day the light won't wake them up. Toys are pretty pointless since it's a baby and won't need them until they're about a year old. As for the spinning things that they look at to help them sleep, I feel like we could get one with little knives and little wolves on it that way were both represented." She stopped talking when she noticed eyes on her.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" Everyone was looking at her in awe.

"When did you become an expert at interior design? I mean, you just laid out the plans for a nursery that sounds like it is going to be amazing. I lived with you for a month, and you never even cared about things like the color of the furniture and how it would look but damn girl." Margot said.

"We are surprised, is all. We thought you would let August make all of the nursery designs since he had a baby before." Daniel said.

"Oh, please, like he put Myah's nursery together. Did you forget that I was the one who did it? He was a scared kid who knew nothing about babies I basically did all of the work, and I put that nursery together." Bria said.

"So it doesn't sound like a bad idea?" Sybil asked.

"No, it sounds amazing we'll get it put together soon enough. We'll, bring the vision to life." August said, placing a kiss on her head.

"But I already did." He raised an eyebrow at her; she pulled out her phone and showed him the 3D sketch she had made of the nursery. It looked amazing.

"When did you make this?" He handed the phone to the others to see. Everyone was amazed at the sketch.

"After I found out I was pregnant. The idea just came to me, and so I drew it I didn't think I would need it though, so I never said anything." Margot scrolled through the sketches.

"Woah, these are amazing. I didn't know you were good at art."

"I've always been good at art since I was a kid. I stopped sketching after I joined The Order, but I've had a lot of time on my hands since I got pregnant, so I got back into it. It gave my hands something to do. Anyways, how about we go shopping now? We have to get this nursery put together." She took the phone and walked out of the room.