Maggie Norris and Luke Vaudest come with attitudes of stone-cold, rude, sarcastic snakes. Every single time the pair have clashed, it has never ended up being a good thing. The two are more than fine with never crossing paths, again.
Until Maggie d...
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"Because of you, I can feel myself slowly, but surely, becoming the me I have always dreamed of being." —Tyler Knott Gregson
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Chapter 73 <—————————————>
Maggie
Both of our eyes snapped toward the house. If Luke hadn't of been here, I probably would have thought I imagined it, but by his alert expression, I knew it impossible.
His eyes returned to mine. "You heard that, too, right?"
I nodded, already stepping toward the door before Luke pulled me back into him by my arm.
Confused, I looked back at him.
"Get behind me, Maggie. Now," he demanded, all signs of humor and teasing gone as he tugged me behind him until I was shielded by his figure. "No matter what, you don't move away from me, you understand me?"
I nodded so hard, strands of hair moved with me. It could have been something simple that caused the crash, but with the way life was bullshitting me, I didn't want to take anymore chances.
The screen door creaked as we passed it. I made sure to shut it behind me, quietly.
Waves of heat blasted my skin the moment we walked inside. In another circumstance, it would have been a great reliever against the chill outside, but for right now, my body was just as frozen.
I glanced over the area, but it was the same as we left it. Calm and quiet.
"Ryder! Wallace!" Luke called out, casting his own careful examination over the space as he placed his gift bag down.
The sound of footsteps descended the staircase. Luke pushed me even further behind him until I was nearly molded into his backside. His free hand raised his shirt up to grab his gun, but just as he grazed it, the situation proved unnecessary.
Kimberly was halfway down the stairs now, her expression startled at the sight of Luke's gun. At her, Luke and I both blew out a sigh of relief before he lowered his shirt back down.
I looked up to Kimberly. "What's going on?"
Without a word, she turned and waved after her, motioning for us to follow.
Luke and I shared a look of confusion, before I took the first step. He continued to hold my hand while we walked, letting me tug him along.
I heard another crash from the third floor, if I could guess. Then, what sounded like yelling to follow it.
When we got to the highest level, we saw Kade, who was leaned against the stair railing, arms crossed and gaze fixed on the door in front of him.
I searched around for Levi and Raven, but they were nowhere to be found, so it didn't take much to realize from there. "What's going on?"
