Welcome to My World

Chapter 35 Rayla/Ellis' POV {Picnic Pressure}

Author's Note: Hey! Uh, there's a lot of Rayla's POV bouncing around right now, but there is a method to my madness, swear. Anyways, if you want specific POVs, please just comment. After all, the reinforcements are coming, as can be mentioned in this chapter. Now, onto the show!

A few hours later, I start walking home after the hurricane died down. Nothing is left of it but a thin drizzle misting the air in front of my face.

Despite all the recent drama, a small smile makes its way onto my face. It's the end of November, so December is coming fast, and with it the third annual visit of my other dad, Ethari. The only other times he gets to visit is first for Runaan's birthday, May 17, and mine, July 31.

Maybe Ethari can help me with all this stuff. I mean, Runaan tried, but he prefers stabbing it to reasoning with it. He is pretty stubborn. But Ethari takes the time to listen to both sides, and always works out a good answer.

I open the door to the house and slam the door shut behind me. "I'm back!" I yell.

"Living room!" Runaan shouts back. Callum once told me that the entire neighborhood knows where Runaan is when I get home from school. It's true I guess.

I run to the living room, realize Runaan's on the phone, and instead throw myself down on the couch, flinging my backpack across the room. Runaan gives me a Remember-What-I-Said-About-Putting-Away-Backpacks-Instead-Of-Throwing-Them? Look, and I give him a sheepish smile.

When he hangs up, I immediately pounce. "Is he coming? When's he coming?"

Runaan sighs. "He's not coming in December this year."

"What?!?!" I exclaim. "Why not?!"

Runaan smirks. "Because he's arriving on November 30, today."

Then he mutters something that sounds like fuzzy pellets, but I'm not sure. Anyways, Ethari is coming! Everything can go back to normal now, since, well, I am normal... Aren't I?

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Ellis is waiting for me at the windmill, her long braid whipping in the wind. Ava is rolling around on the wet grass, barking with pleasure. She nods to me, and I nod back, putting on my jacket 'cause dang it's cold. On the hand, Ellis was taking off her jacket, apparently used to colder temperature. Her shirt was dark brown, like the sash holding her pouch and two beaded strings.

"Reinforcements coming?" She asked.

I set Bait down next to Ava and grinned. "Yeah. Package in play, and he's coming early. We'll meet him on December 2."

Ellis quirked a smile, throwing herself down next to Ava. "Awesome. People meet in so many interesting ways." She said cheerfully.

I laugh. "That's what you said when Callum told you how we met Rayla."

She flips over, leaning on her elbows. "Well, they do, don't they?"

I shrug and sit down next to her. "I guess. Like how we met Rayla's dads. Can't believe we met Runaan 'cause he tried to kill me and Ethari because-"

"Wait, did you hear that?" Ellis said suddenly. Both of us peer downhill. A loud family is carrying a picnic basket towards us. Ellis and I glance at each other in alarm, standing up. The mom makes her way towards us. "I'm sorry, are we interrupting something between you?"

Ellis shakes her head with a smile, leaning on Ava. "No ma'am, we were just about to leave. Right, Ez?"

I smile as well. "Yeah." I agree as I hand Ellis' jacket to her. She takes it with a smile. "Enjoy your picnic, ma'am!" She says before starting downhill, still leaning on Ava. That's her excuse for bringing Ava to school. A leg problem that starts up at random.

"We gotta find a better place to meet." Ellis notes. "That's the 15th time we've been interrupted by picnickers." She adds as the lady loudly sorts her children while talking to her husband about young love.

"I totally agree with you." I mutter. "This one is the most embarrassing picnicker of all."