a/n: why do i feel like i was interrupting something between these two WHEN I WROTE IT
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"Scott, come on! We can grab the bags later!"
"Alright, calm down, Lyla."
"Come on!" I groaned, grabbing his hand and dragged him up the steps. "I spent three days trapped with you in a car. I'm aching to stretch my legs."
"You're fine and we made several stops." Scott scoffed and I showed one of my claws to scratch on the wood until the spare key fell out. "Really?"
"Dad had some scares when I was a baby because of my uncle. He made the cabin extra secure after that."
"Do I even want to know?"
"It was before my mutation kicked in and he never fully wanted to say what happened." I shrugged and opened the door. "What the hell happened here!? Last time, Alex and I even cleaned the place!"
The furniture was completely destroyed, picture frames that were once hanging on the wall were shattered on the floor and my old toys scattered around the living room, some of them broken. Scratch marks adorned the walls and boxes were scattered on the hallway leading up to the kitchen.
"This wasn't here last time?"
"No! This place wasn't touched for seven years and I triple locked the place last time." I frowned and picked up one of the frames.
"Was it Logan?" Scott asked, gesturing to one of the scratch marks and I shook my head.
"That one was mine when I was seven. I was playing with Dad because I didn't want to go to bed and I literally dug my claws to that wall until he dragged me away." I smiled and walked up to one of the archways. "And here he used to scratch the wood to track my growth and my claws as well."
"Your claws?"
"They were made of bone and tiny. My favorite thing to do was comparing them to Dad's in hopes that someday I'll have claws as big as his."
"I'd pay good money to see you with tiny bone claws." He chuckled and I shoved the picture in his hands. "Well I'll be damned... You look so adorable!"
"Yeah, yeah, I was a cute kid... We need to head to the town to get food, water and flashlights. There's a lake nearby we can use to wash up."
"A lake!?"
"First time, bub?" I teased and pinched his cheeks. "You can get a motel and sleep there if you want, but I'm staying here for the entirety of the trip."
"How far is the town?"
"About an hour, I think."
"You're driving. I'm tired of driving after 2000 miles."
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