Birth of the newborn

Chapter 5

I don’t think I had ever seen dad more upset than that day driving back from the precinct.

After an hour of him threatening us with bodily harm, me and Sam were temporarily off the hook.

Personally, I was just happy to get away and watch my ‘Criminal Minds’ marathon.

Unfortunately, good things in my life often come to a premature end…

“KEKE!”

Startled out of my good mood, I flailed and fell off the couch with a heavy ‘THUD’.

“…Ow…”

“Come on, come on! There’s no time for a nap!” Sam panicked, picking me up off the floor and dragging me with him towards the garage door.

“There might be if you told me what the hell is going on with you!” I retorted, stopping beside mom‘s bicycle as Sam scrambled on.

“Um yeah, Satan’s Camaro? It’s stalking me!”

“If you just called Bee ‘Satan’s Camaro’, I’m gonna-!”

I was cut off mid-threat when Sam hauled me up onto the handlebars and started pedaling.

“SAM!”

“Hold on!”

I didn’t have much choice in the matter, and gripped the handles so hard that my knuckles turned white.

Adrenaline rushed through my systems like nitro into a racecar engine, and I couldn’t help but enjoy myself.

I’ve always been a thrill-seeker, doing reckless things just to see if I could, so it shouldn’t have been a surprise…

The rev of an engine caught my attention, and I looked over my shoulder to see Bee following right behind us.

“Um, Sam?”

“Yeah?” He replied, already breathless.

“You might not want to look back.”

Of course, he didn’t listen to me, and Sam practically shrieked while pedaling harder.

The increase in speed made my heart beat faster in excitement, and I bit my lip to keep from laughing.

We had just passed out of the residential area when I saw it.

A panel of the sidewalk was raised out of place, most likely because of a subterranean plant root.