Saintwood: Homecoming ✔️(Wattpad version)

Return of the unknown enemy

We got through the second semester with a few minor bumps, which was hard because of dealing with this nut job. Spring break was a great welcome to all the with all the chaos going on, but this year we stayed put plus, we were on lockdown by the adults. Never in a million years, I would have thought, as an adult, they would ground me.

I caught up on some necessary reading since there wasn't much else to do. I was lying on my stomach on the bed, deeply enthralled in a novel, when I felt someone climb on my back and give me a soft kiss on the neck.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Well, I was trying to catch up on some reading until someone interrupted me with their lips." I glanced up at him.

"Man, that person is rude to do that," he smirked.

"The rudest," I said, shaking my head as he flipped me onto my back and kissing me.

As we were getting into our kisses, we heard, "You jackrabbits, can do that later! Come on!"

Ryan stopped midway through a kiss, and we looked as Frazier had yelled, then ran off.

"Every single time it's getting good, we get interrupted. What is that idiot yelling about?" He asked with irritation.

I shrugged. "Maybe we should find out." He got off of me, taking my hand as we walked downstairs. We entered the living room to see everyone in there, including Charles, Mason, Carrington, and Joseph. Cole and Dean were sitting in the chairs while the others were standing there.

"Dad? What's going on?" Ryan asked Charles.

Charles nodded to a man in a suit standing there, who was holding a file. He walked swiftly over to us and handed the file to Ryan. Ryan opened it, flipping through the data and reading through it. It was all about our unknown enemy and everything they had done, but no name.

"What's this?" He asked, flipping through the file.

"It's everything we have on this girl, who has been doing this," his dad mentioned.

"But it doesn't give her name," he said.

"Maybe not, but we have something that it doesn't have," added Mason calmly.

"What's that?" I asked.

"We have the girl," he replied.

We looked at each other, then back at them. "Are you sure?" I asked.

"I'm positive. All those pictures in there and names were different appearances and alias' the person used over the years. I'll give her credit, she's right, but we're better," he said with a determined tone.

"But why us?" he asked.

"Why don't you ask her yourself?" He suggested to Ryan.

"What?" We asked together with confusion.

"We're taking a car ride. Everyone into the vehicles," he said, getting up. He walked out with a hand in his pocket as everyone followed suit.

We climbed into a car with Mason and Charles while the others jumped in two other vehicles. As we drove, I sat there deep in thought. That made little sense.

"What's wrong?" Ryan asked me.

"None of this makes sense. I've seen none of those names and appearances, but the girl's voice, I've heard it before," I say to Ryan.

"Are you sure?" He asked me.

"Positive," I answered.

We drove for what seemed like an eternity until we pulled up to a building in a secluded area. We all climbed out of the vehicles, and Ryan took my hand as we walked to the door. Mason unlocked the door, holding it open as we filed into the dark building, except one light on, which was in the middle of the room.