Midlight (Third in the Apocalypse Saga)

Chapter 6 ~ First Step

Chapter 6 ~ First Step

* Macy's POV *

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there now?"

"No."

"What about now?"

"What do you think?"

"I don't know, that's why I'm asking you. Duh."

"Oh Emmett, hush! Stop being a child," Grandma scolded. With a hint of a smile on my lips, I rolled my eyes as I gazed longingly out the window. Grandpa had decided to annoy my Dad - his son - in lack of entertainment.

"Well everyone is so quiet! Someone has to be the kid," Grandpa interjected. I sighed out but appreciated his logic.

"Could you pipe it down a little bit?" Avery asked. I could just imaging her looming adoringly at Elijah. "Eli is sleeping."

I turned to her and awwww'ed. I knew if she could blush, she would've.

"You two are sickening," Grandpa commented, gesturing to the two lovers.

"Oh Grandpa. It's love, you know the whole... ordeal between you and Grandma. Uncle Edward said your honeymoon phase lasted decades so you shouldn't complain," I pointed out. He opened his mouth to retaliate but, of course, nothing came out.

*

327 'are we there yet's passed before we finally reached the solitary, Victorian style house came to view. Dad said that everyone would be there waiting.

I suddenly became nervous. What if they looked at me like I was Amelia?

We approached the grand front door. Grandpa impatiently rang the doorbell. After a moment it was opened by a light haired, pale skinned woman with gold eyes. A smile met her lips and she let us in.

"Oh let me look at them! Mackenzie, Elijah, you two have grown up so much! You two are so beautiful!" She squealed. She pulled me into a hug. I returned the pressure clueless.

"You look so much like your mother! But Elijah, you have the eyes!" She continued. I gave an uneasy smile unsure about what to do or what to say. Dad noticed this.

"Mackenzie, Elijah this is Amelia's Mom -"

"You could just call me Hilary," she intervened giddily. She turned her head, I followed her vision and locked eyes with a dark haired, tanned male.

"Nahuel, look at the kids!" His lips cracked into a smile and he strode towards us. I gave Eli a look which he mirrored.

"It's definitely been too long - " he started but another woman came to view.

"Oh my gosh. It's been, about, forever! You're as beautiful as your Mom. Oh I miss her so much. I'll have to share all our stories. Oh and I'm Aubrey. Your Mom's best friend."

*

We met everyone. Aubrey reminded me a lot of Aunt Alice and Gabriel resembled Grandpa. Uncle Damien seemed to remind me of Mom more than my Grandparents. But it irked me that everyone situated in the capacious family room looked no older than 19 years of age.

"Story time, story time!" Aubrey chanted before turning to Landon who smiled back admiringly.

"I second that. Can we have story time?" Elijah asked.

"Well I nearly got run over the other day," Gabriel added mindlessly.

"You're indestructible! It doesn't matter," Grandpa argued.