Chapter 21

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It wasn't easy to frenzy my family, but when Zana came bolting into the house, her eyes wild like none had seen before, everyone was alert instantly. A twig stuck out of her hair, a leaf stuck to her cheek, and her shoulders heaved with the aggressive breaths she took.

"Zana?" Grandmother slowed down the stairs, her expression holding a dangerous glint.

Zana said nothing as she stomped up to Emil, her hand snatching up the collar of his shirt. She pulled him close to her face, their noses nearly bumping. Emil furrowed his eyebrows and looked at the woman before him like she was crazy. Only we knew something was wrong, because her eyes screamed murder.

"You better find my sister unless you want to be force fed your balls." Zana growled threateningly.

Before anyone could say anything in response the pair bolted out the door, shifting before their feet even hit the sidewalk. Grandmother hummed shortly before turning to hobble back up the stairs. Robin turned his head to look at her, Marnie still sitting comfortably in his lap as he addressed the older woman.

"Aren't you concerned?" He questioned.

"She's in the garden." Grandmother called back, "Zana's being testy."

"Then why did Zana do that?" He responded.

"Testy!"

"She's being a bitch basically," I yawned.

"So?"

"She's gonna kick his ass for upsetting her twin." I took Marnie from Robin, getting up from my place on the ground.

Robin shook his head and stood up with me, shaking his leg awake. No telling how long it had been sleeping. I handed Marnie back to Alice and trapsed up to my room. I was tired for no reason and my bed sounded like a wonderful idea. Robin followed me silently, looking quite sleepy himself, not that he'd admit it.

We went into my room to find my grandmother sitting on my bed with her legs crossed, her hands placed eagerly on her knee. Sprawled out on the bed besides her was her collection of stuff. Her collection of sex stuff, and I didn't dare touch any of it.

"Relax!" She scoffed at my crinkled nose, "It's all new! Bought last night, just for your fun and games."

"Grandmother I don't know what you think our sex life is-"

"Boring."

"But it's-"

"Slow."

"Grandmother please," I sighed.

"Not near spicy enough. Far too mild."

"Are you finished?"

"Heavens no!" She gasped, jumping up, "We must make sure everything wearable fits!"

"Can I leave now?" Robin whispered in my ear.

"Run as fast as you can." I responded in an attempt to back away.

"Move a muscle and I'll be the one to shove a dick in your ass," Lola said from my closet.

"You're in on it too, you evil closet monster?" I groaned at the sound of my best friend.

"Of course!" She cackled, still behind my closet door.

"I still say run, Lola can't catch you," I muttered.

"And your grandmother?"

"Oh she'll catch you."

"Outstanding."

***

Let's just say Robin and I didn't talk to Grandmother for a while. We shoved everything she had gifted us into the darkest corner of my closest -after we kicked out Lola- because if we threw it away she'd only retaliate with more, and we definitely don't need that.

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