Our Hidden World

Chapter 67

Brooklyn's P.O.V.:

I jump and fall out of my bed after a big crash goes the house. I sit up and look at my bed and notice that Asher isn't in here. I groan and lay back down on the floor.

Josephine, is Eli with you?

Well I thought he was. But he's not.

Great. Go see what Asher and him just destroyed.

You.

It's your boyfriend that probably did it.

It's probably him. And Asher isn't any better, so you go check.

Fine.

I unwrap myself from the blankets that fell with me and stumble to my door. As I open it I yell, "Boys if you broke something again, I'm going to kill you!"

I hear scrambling and muffled yelling as I slowly walk down the stairs, trying not to miss a step and go tumbling down them. I turn the corner into the living room and start to walk through. As I get closer to the kitchen the scrambling and profanities get louder.

"Shit, she's going to kill us," Eli mumbles.

"Well she might kill you but she won't kill me," Asher replies.

"Yeah and please explain to me why I would kill you?" I say as I walk into the kitchen. The two scramble to stand in front of the counter and make it so I can't see past them.

"Whaaattt?" Eli says, the pitch of his voice going higher. "I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Uhuh. What's behind you two?" I say crossing my arms.

"No- nothing," Asher stutters.

"Clean it up," I say pointing my finger between the two. I turn around head back upstairs. Once I get to the hallway with all the bedrooms and I enter Josie's room and plop onto her bed, bouncing her in the process.

"Those two are hopeless," I whisper to Josephine. The only reply I get is a grunt. I sit up and pat her back. "Come on, we have things to do. Up."

Shew pulls the blankets tighter and burrows into them, I stand up and walk into the connected bathroom. Turnin on the sink I collect two big balls of water and have them levitate in the air as I walk over to her. I have one float aN inch from her head and drop it onto her back. She jumps from the cold water and glares at me, not noticing the other ball now above her head. I let that one go and her once dry face and front get soaked with water, the sheets also now soaked too.

"Brooklyn Rylee Anderson, I'm going to murder you," she growls.

"Told you to wake up," I say shrugging nonchalantly. " Get dressed."

I walk out the room and down the hall into my room. I grab a thick strapped, maroon tank top and dark blue skinny jeans and head into my bathroom. Quickly, I take a shower and get dressed, putting my wet hair into a messy bun. I throw my dirty clothes into a hamper in the corner and walk back into my room. I walk over to my closet and grab my black combat boots and leather jacket.

"Woah, where are you going?" I whip around, my right hand over my chest.

"The crap, Asher! You gave me a heart attack," I say.

"Hey, I was here the whole time. You weren't paying attention," he holds his hands up in surrender. "Where you going?"

"We have to talk to the two hunters. I'm going to see if anyone wants to go with me." I throw on my jacket and walks to Josie's room, again.