The Unknown

Chapter Ten ~ Rylee

I lay next to Teagan who is still passed out. The crisp morning air is blowing into our open window. I get up and close the window careful not to wake my girlfriend. That was just a small battle, but it really took most of her energy, it has taken a lot of mine too.

I quietly open the door and leave the room. I smell burnt bacon. "Morning" Grayson greets. "Hey" I respond still half asleep. "Is Teagan still sleeping?" He questions. "Yes, she is totally beat," I reply.

I grab a piece of bacon off of the tray he just put out. "Want some scrambled eggs?" He asks. "Sorry, I hate eggs in general," I answer "Plus I'm not much of a breakfast person," He gives me a strange look and then begins to clean the counters. "Is anyone else up yet?" I ask. "Yeah, Cannon is up," He responds. Great, just the sarcasm I need to start my day off with.

As if on cue Cannon struts out of the bathroom. "Hey hot stuff, what's up?" He beamed. "Shut up. You already know I'm gay, and have a girl thats hotter than you'll ever score," I hissed. "Fuck you," Cannon jokes.

Kacey walked into the kitchen. "Hey guys," She said. "Morning Kacey," I reply. "How is Teagan doing?" Kacey questions me. "As far as I can tell, okay," I respond

"Ahhhh" There is a scream. It came from my room. I sprint down the hall and into my room. Teagan is laying on the bed in a fetal position. "It-it got me," She stuttered. "No no, it's okay. You're awake now, you're with me," I comfort her as I lay down beside her and hugged her tightly.

"I love you," The words just came out of her mouth. My heart jumps. That's the first time either of us had said it. "I love you too," I remarked. She flips onto her other side to face me.

We lay there for a good hour just looking into each others eyes, Bang Bang Bang There is a knock on the door. It opens and there stands Kacey. "Hey Squirt, you good?" she asks. "Yeah" Teagan groans.

"Guys there is a meeting in the kitchen," Kacey announces. "So what, we like a family that calls family meetings or something?" Teagan grumbles. Kacey laughs and walks out of the room leaving the door wide open.

"You heard her, let's go," I advise. We get up off of the bed which is now a disaster of red blankets due to Teagans night terror. We walk out of the bedroom and into the kitchen.

Everyone else is already sitting around an island on stools in the center of the kitchen. "I am going to go out and get a job," Announces Kacey. "We could use the cash. I will only do odd jobs every here and there."

I look at her, she nods. "I am getting one too," I announced. "Okay then, we shall leave to go find work at twelve thirty," Kacey informs. "Okay" I respond. "Is that it?" Cannon obnoxiously asked. "Yes, for now," Kacey replied.

Teagan walks over to the black velvet sofa and sits down. I walk over to join her. "You okay?" I ask. "Yeah, I was just spooked," She responds. "Okay spooked," I chuckled. I reach over to the remote and turn on the television.

The news comes on with a dark skinned man reporting it.A photo of the van we had stolen pops up onto the screen. He speaks french which none of us can understand, except grayson. "He says that this van had been stolen around five thirty yesterday morning," Grayson reports.

"Well at least they got that wrong. It was only five," Cannon remarked. The news changes back to the weather channel.

"We should go out tonight," Teagan chimed "Just you and I," She added. "Totally, can we find somewhere lowkey though?" I ask Teagan. "Sure" she replied

Kacey scooted over to the sofa and sat down. "What's up guys?" She questioned. "Just making date night a thing again," Teagan jokes. "Yeah" I smirked. "Cool, maybe I should go find a hot french dude to hook up with," Kacey giggles. We all laugh hysterically.

Before I know it, it is twelve thirty and we are going out to find work. I kiss Teagan "See ya later Spooked," I spoke. "Bye Ry," she responds. "Love you," We say simultaneously.

Kacey and I leave the apartment ride down the elevator and onto the streets we go. "I say we do manual labor, heavy lifting and stuff," Kacey suggests. "Sure. Maybe I have super strength," I joke. Kacey laughs "Maybe."

We scurrie down the sidewalk and come upon a post. On the post there is a piece of paper that reads; Construction help needed. Pays forty five dollars every two hours. Find us at 4653 Rue Dejean. "Why is it in english?" Kacey questions. "I'm not sure," I replied as we make our way to Rue Dejean.

We arrive at the site only to find english speaking men. "We heard you were looking for help," I announced to a dark skinned older man with bleached curly hair. "You think we need help from a kid and a woman?" He bellowed. "We think we could learn a thing or two," Kacey explained.

"Okay then, what are your names?" The man muttered. "This is Nine and I am Three," Kacey answered. "Like the numbers? Actually?" He belted. "Our parents had a weird sense of humor. We have three other siblings. What is your name?" I question. "My name is Rowley," He mumbled clearly not liking his name.

"Hey boss, can we get some help over here?" A middle aged man hollers. "Sure, we'll be right over Walt," Rowley shouts back.

His attention is back on Kacey and I. "Nine, go lift that construction beam over there," He orders. He points to a metal seven foot red rusted beam that I am positive not even he can lift.

"I don't know," I complain. "It's okay," Kacey comforts "You can do it, he is just being an ass hole." I walk over to the construction beam and try to lift it.

I can't at first but out of nowhere I lift it. I lift it first over my knees, then my shoulders, and then my head. "What the hell?" Rowley exclaims. "Look, you taught her something already," Kacey sarcastically remarked.

Rowley lets us work the rest of the day. We get paid ninety dollars in cash each. "You guys should come help again," He thanked us. We each nod at him and walk back to Graysons apartment.