Share

50

"GEEEEEEEEPAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

The faint sound blares like a horn the moment I open the door of my new room. My antenna goes up as I sneak my head in between the crack of the door.

I purposely open it just a little bit because I don't want to alert anybody (read: him) (read: and the guest slash the owner of that blaring-horn-sound-like voice) but I definitely am trying my best to listen to what's going on downstairs.

"I don't think he's home yet. Are you sure he's home already, Love?" The British accent is obvious, I wonder who that is? Calvin's guest for dinner? But it's only 4pm?

"Are you trying to say I'm making a mistake again?" That condescending tone is too familiar, I used to have a fight with her for weeks.

"GEEEEEEEEPAAAAAAAAAA!" The shouting interrupts the conversation as I begin to hear the door of my old bedroom being opened.

"Geepa Geepa Geepa!"

"Geepa Geepa!"

"Geeeeeepaaaaa!"

My eyes are about to bulge out upon seeing three children of different ages reach the top of
Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP

Related chapters

Latest chapter

DMCA.com Protection Status