The Human {Editing}

Chapter 5

Victoria's pov

A ringing sound pulled me from my melodious slumber.

I groaned as I threw the pillow over my head to block out the noise, but to my demise, it continued to sound through the room. I assumed it was my alarm, so I made a mental note to get rid of the annoying thing.

Forcing my eyes open, I grabbed my phone to shut it up, but I was stunned that it was only 12:30 a.m. Confusion dawned on me, and I rubbed the sleep from my eyes to check again, but the time remained unchanged.

But if it was still night, my alarm wouldn't have rung off. The sound boomed through the house again, and that's when I realised it was the doorbell.

Who the hell...?

I climbed out of bed and wobbled over to the bedroom door, trying to get my feet awake. A yelp of surprise escaped my lips when a tired-looking Luka appeared before me.

He resembled a five-year-old who had a nightmare and came to sleep with his parents.

Awe.

"What is it, Luka?" I asked in a baby voice, smiling. He looked confused, but chose not to comment.

"I heard the doorbell multiple times, and I don't think it was my place to answer it. So, I came here to wake you." He yawned as he ended. He looked so cute when he was sleepy.

As I went downstairs, I planned multiple ways to kill the person behind the door as it rang one more time.

"What!" I yelled as I yanked the door open. A shocked looking guy around my age stood in front of me. His eyes roamed my body slowly, then travelled back to my face, and I shivered under his intense gaze. Creep.

"Can I help you, sir?" I snapped, already bored and irritated.

"Uh... I came for Luka," he simply said, as if he didn't just ruin my date with Taylor Lautner.

I stared at him. Is this guy for real? Did he think I would murder his friend or something? I was about to slam the door in his face when Luka spoke.

"Caleb. What are you doing here this late?" Luka looked as confused as I.

Waiting to get his ass kicked--that's what he's doing here.

"Your friend called me and told me you were here, so I--"

"I told you to come IN THE MORNING! Now you're gonna pay for interrupting my sleep," I snapped, giving him my best glare.

He stared at me as if he was just seeing my face. He looked at Luka, then to me. He did it a couple more times before a smirk played on his lips. I didn't understand what was amusing, so I glared at him with my arms crossed.

"I see you have a type, bro." He smirked at Luka, glancing at me. "She looks oddly familiar. Too familiar." Luka stiffened beside me at his words.

At that point, I no longer cared, and I was exhausted, so I spun on my heels and made it for the stairs, ignoring his statement. It probably wasn't wise to leave two strangers in my house, but I don't think about anything when I'm sleepy.

"Take him if you please, or leave him till tomorrow. Don't wake me up again, that's all I care about." I glanced around for a quick second. Caleb invited himself inside and was comfortable on my couch. He better take his damn shoes off.

"Can he stay here till tomorrow? I'm too exhausted to drive back to the pac--I mean home," Luka said while I was already halfway up the stairs.

I would've interrogated Luka on his slip-up if I was awake, but I had no energy. I simply mumbled a 'hmm' and made my way back to my aunt's room.