Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

263-The Bastard Monster Got Me.

Making my way back home through the field was a different kind of feeling for me. I have been calling this my home, but I would feel this weird fear in my heart whenever I would cross the tall grass that would make me feel like this could and would never be my home. It always felt like somebody was watching me.

'I will charge this thing and call Akin. I have to make sure he knows I am really sorry," I said to myself while walking to the front of the house.

Now that I knew Lord Vasquez would never punish his sons for anything, I wasn't too afraid of being seen with them. But that didn't mean I was going to get romantically involved with them.

I had only knocked once when the door opened, and Pamela welcomed me in with a smile on her lips.

’How are you?" she asked, grabbing my hand and pulling me inside in a hurry.

"I am fi—ne," I replied awkwardly, not getting why she was being so friendly with me.

’Oh my Gosh! I have been so worried for you," she continued to ask, dragging me to the lounge and sitting me down.

’Your hands are so cold," she said, rubbing my hands between her hands, and then rushing over to the kitchen to get me the tea she always makes for me.

’Eh-hum!" I cleared my throat, getting up from the couch when she appeared again and handed me the hot, brewing tea.

been? You got us worried." She made sure I took a few sips of the drink before I

where is mom?" I asked as I looked around and didn't find her coming out

me correctly. Your mom? I thought she was with you. You two left together, remember?’

to lie; she gave me a heart attack. For a moment, I didn't even know what

come back?" I finally broke the silence and asked her, but her reaction gave away the

home last night,* I said, getting up from my spot and rushing to the

have been home already." Pamela

confirmed, wondering why I was looking around

be?" I whispered to myself in

my mouth, imagining the

to the hotel room?" Pamela suggested, but I

was a hotel suite, not her home. She can't just go live there," I grunted, feeling angry at

house or something." Pamela rubbed my arm when trying to make up an excuse for my mom’s

gone missing when she came back here. The fact that instant the field appeared in my thoughts, the thought of the monster flashed before

than I was when I came back home. I was sleep deprived, but not to the point where

my throat, looking for

find —her," I