A Home in a Lost World

Chapter 4

Gabriel

Amelia will make us go fucking crazy, but I'm still not sure if that's good or bad.

She is a complete mystery. She's a beautiful wild woman who apparently doesn't fear anything. There are fucking zombies walking around the streets and she goes kill them as if it's just another shit day of work, while the people are screaming, running, hiding or being killed and eaten. Well, sure, we are like her, but we were trained and are prepared to any situation because of the Academy.

On the other hand, Amelia supposedly is a normal citizen. But, after hearing of her fucking great skills and how she handled everything, there's no way in hell that that woman is just a normal person. She has a past, like everyone of us. A dark past, full of pain and sorrow. I can't see it, but somehow I feel it.

She came suddenly into our lives, just like those damned monsters. And even barely knowing one of the eleven men in this house, she is relaxed, like she knows that if something happens, she is confident enough to escape somehow. Not that it will.

I slowly stop laughing at her reasoning for calling me Mad and stare at her enchanting amber eyes. I'm so close that I can feel an alluring and sweet jasmine scent emanating from her. And that's fucking even more with my mind, not helping with the situation I have right now. Goddamn it!

When I was about to say something to her, North interrupts me. "Could you two stop flirting around, we have a big problem right now." He scoffs at us.

Amelia looks at him with a smirk and gets up. "Oh hon, if you wanted to flirt with me, you just had to ask. No need to be Mr. Grumpy Cat okay?" She asks as she pats his cheek. I watch gaping at them. Did she just fucking tapped North?! Holy mother fucking shit, she is damned.

I was about to stop the fucking murder that was about to happen, but again I am flabbergasted as hell at what happens. North just scowls, turns around to sit besides Victor on another couch and fold his arms. All of the other guys, but Uncle, Luke and Brandon look at him as if he has grown another head. What the fuck!? See that? I said she'll make us go fucking crazy man.

While we are still stunned like damn idiots, Amelia goes near Owen and Kota who are standing. She looks at them as if waiting for something. "Well, what's the big problem? Can any of you dunces share that with me?" She just called Mr. B dunce and I fucking loved it.

Owen just looks at her with his eyebrow lifted and she copies him, both not backing down from a strange and interesting fight. Finally, Owen tells her that there are other members and that they are trapped in a police station by an horde of undead.

She just widens her eyes and gap at him. "More?! There are fucking four more of you?! What the hell! And are they fucking hot like this too?!" She asks whisper yelling exasperated, animatedly motioning at us behind her.

When it downs me to what she said, I blush like a fucking little boy. Crap, I didn't think she could be so damn direct. I can see that some of the other guys have blushs or stupefied expressions on their faces too.

"Yes Miss Amelia, there are four more. But if they are hot or not, I'll leave that to you." Owen said with a millimeter smile to Amelia, amusement barely showing in his blank grey eyes.

She glares at him and sights. She puts her hands on her hips and looks to the ceiling. "Oh genial, extremadamente perfecto! Ahora tendré que lidiar con catorce putos chicos calientes. (Oh great, extremely perfect! Now I will have to deal with fourteen fucking hot guys.)" Amelia mumbles really damn fast in Spanish. Shit, I would be turned on right now, if what was happening wasn't so damn comical. Without warning, a laugher comes out of my mouth and I hurry to muffle it with a pillow on the couch to not make loud noises.