Lucia's P.O.V
As I step into the snow outside, I stop and shiver.
"I didn't know it was gonna be this fucking cold." I grumble as I pull my coat tighter around me.
Cole snickers behind me and I elbow him. "Shut up and let's go."
Cole follows me to the car when we hear a gasp behind us. I look back and see Samara standing in the doorway frozen. I raise an eyebrow at her and gesture towards me. She just starts to smile.
"Oh my god! I can't believe you guys kept it!" She starts frantically gesturing to the beat up van parked in the driveway.
Cole chuckles, "Of course we did. It was your most prized possession. We would never get rid of it."
Samara squeals and launches herself into Cole's arms. Cole grunts at the impact but gladly hugs her back. I giggle some more, then unlock the car and get in.
"Oooo, this is gonna be FUN." I say as I grip the steering wheel.
A/N: I KNOW. THIS IS SHITTY FILLER. Don't blame me. 😖 I'll have a good chapter soon, promise.
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Powerless
TienerfictieAnother bland night. I don't get it. How are they so happy? I shake my head and exhale deeply, my warm breath meeting the chilly air and swirling through it like smoke. I take my aim, and line up the shot. (Mentions of death, suicide attempts, and...
