《Outlawry》Chapter 32 - Ava//Homecoming
Advertisement
A burning sensation tingled in the back of my throat as I thrust my head forward and released it in one large scream. My eyes shot open and I let out choked gasps as the strap of a seatbelt suddenly restrained my heaving chest from going any further.
"Woah, kiddo, are you okay?" A deep voice asked me.
My eyes twitched as I looked around at where I was. I was in...the police car? "What happened?" I asked.
He chuckled. "You fell asleep!" I looked to my left. The same cop still drove the police car down the road. This road looked a lot more familiar from the one I remembered.
"You're not dead? He didn't come back for me?" I double checked.
He pressed his lips together, raised his eyebrows and shook his head. "Nope. We haven't stopped all night."
I rubbed my eyes and looked out the window. The sun was up, and the road was wet from a rainstorm the night before. My mouth hung open. "Huh..." I muttered. "Then I had the most bizarre dream..." I shook my head and looked back at the officer. "Where are we?"
"We are just about home, Ava. About five minutes."
I nodded and returned my gaze to look out the window. The scenic view blurred by us, greens and browns in an overabundance. We finally arrived back to my home. My mother burst out of the house, her dark hair flying behind her.
"Ava!" she exclaimed. "Oh, my baby!"
I got out of the cop car, only to be pummeled by hugs and kisses. My uncle ran out of the house as well and embraced the two of us in his strong arms. All the emotion that I had kept built up inside me over the past two days finally let itself go. I burst into tears in their arms, hugging the two of them back with all of my might. The cop walked over to us.
Advertisement
"She's perfectly in tact, there was no harm done to her." I mentally shrugged to myself. There were still the events of Taco's lair that the police will never know about.
"Thank you, so much," my mother breathed as she stroked my hair. The police man nodded.
"I was told that the police department already informed you of what miss Lane had told us?" My mother and Uncle nodded their heads. "I would suggest keeping her home for a few days, but don't keep her completely isolated for too long, or else she might have relapses."
"Don't worry, we'll take very good care of her," my uncle reassured.
The cop nodded. "I have to go back to the south-side. But if anything further ensues, I encourage you to contact your local police station." He turned, got back into his cop car and zoomed off.
My mother and uncle urged me inside of the house. The door shut behind us as we walked over to the couch and sat down. They took a seat on either side of me. "Sweet heart," my mother cooed softly. "Are you sure that you're alright?"
I nodded. "I am completely fine. Nothing happened."
"Why didn't you tell me that that boy did those things to you? That he..." she stopped, pursing her lips together. "I won't even say it."
My eyebrows curled up as tears started to form in the corners of my grey eyes. "Because..." my shaky, high voice trailed off. "Mom, he threatened to kill me!" I buried my head in my hands. "And I knew that he would! He's killed before, he is completely capable!"
"That Luther boy has killed before?" my uncle exclaimed. I nodded my head. "Who?"
Advertisement
"When first moved in, remember that girl who supposedly crashed her car?" I asked. They exchanged a horrified glance. "Yeah. That was no accident." I removed my hands from my face and leaned back into the soft couch. "Not only that, but he's killed at least thirty people, or something like that, I don't remember what he told me. And on top of it all, he's killed his parents."
My mother brought a hand to her disgusted face. "He murdered his own parents? That's so...writhen." I gulped as I nodded.
"And Gomez didn't know about it either. He wasn't involved in this, he just sort of got...sucked into it," I half-lied. Gomez was the entire mastermind behind my abduction. If Gomez hadn't rescued me from Luther in the bathroom, I likely would've gotten away and called the police. But instead, I got taken to a far away place that only Gomez knew of, and of which he took us two.
"Your friends have all been worried sick," Uncle Michael stated. "Especially Nate. He somehow feels like all of this is his fault."
I shook my head. "No. Why would any of this be his fault?"
He shrugged. "He thought that maybe his ex-girlfriend scared you away, and that's when Luther had the opportunity to take you. When you were alone and vulnerable."
I tilted my head to the side. "Perhaps that was part of it. But, it really wasn't his fault. It's not his fault that his ex rolled around at a very inconvenient time." I sniffled a little bit, calming down. "I think that starting tomorrow, I want to go to school and try to recuperate." My mom and uncle exchanged a concerned glance.
"Is that something that you really want to do?" my mother asked me. "There are going to be a lot of people who will ask what happened. That might be a bit traumatizing for you, don't you think?"
I looked her in the eyes. "I'll be okay. I just need to get my mind off of Luther one way or another. Plus, it's my senior year. I'll already have missed two days of school this week. I don't wish to miss any more than that."
"I don't see why not," my uncle interjected. "It will be healthy for you."
After a few more minutes of talking, we all went upstairs. They let me go to sleep in my bed, as did they, for they had hardly slept at all since I left. Sometime in the late afternoon, they brought me my favorite soup and ice cream to eat as I sat around and watched Jane Austin movies all day. In the evening, they came in, said a prayer with me, and left me to sleep. And I had the most peaceful sleep that I had had in two weeks.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hey so I'm going to be on vacation the next few days, so updates may be a bit slow...however! I do want to submit Outlawry into the watty awards! I am going to try to finish it by mid-July, if not sooner. The book is pretty close to being finished, with only 13 chapters left, and they should take no time at all to write. I just can't wait to be done
Please vote and comment! Your support is greatly appreciated!
Advertisement
- In Serial53 Chapters
Firsts & Lasts
COMPLETEDNOVALEE JOHÄNSON finally has the opportunity to do what she wants in life. Starting with applying at Oak Hill University. Her goal for the year? Have the best junior year of college and pursue her acting career further. Her new life starts now and she only hopes that she doesn't run into trouble.CHRISTIAN VALDEZ has only ever cared about one thing in life. Football. Call him a basic jock, but just know, he owns it. Christian is one of the rudest people you will ever meet, and he does not give one shit. After all, he still constantly gets everything handed to him. Coming into junior year, he expects to take it by storm as he attempts to win his first, and hopefully not last, National title.What happens when Novalee and Christian's lives collide? Again? No matter how hard they try, they can't seem to stay away from each other. The universe must be on their side.First book in the Oak Hill U series.Can be read as a stand-alone.
8 258 - In Serial40 Chapters
You wish you knew me now (editing)
Mariah was raped, bullied, abused and rejected by her own mate. Her own flesh and blood never cared about her, made her life hell. But once she gets kicked out of her own pack, she starts a new life. With her little baby by her side. But she has nothing, no family or a job. When a generous offer is given she accepts it. She moves in with James who gives her a new beginning. But when she comes back to her hometown were all the tragedy struck, the people who once hurt her wants a fresh start. But she's not willing to give in that easily.Watch the incredible journey of a broken women.
8 280 - In Serial17 Chapters
Raven Eyes - A truly magical Adventure
Synopsis The Witch in training Alice Dutrar was born as a conduit. Together with incredible potential and untold power, also came an almost non-existent control over her own magic. After finishing school and repeatedly getting fired from any job she applied for she knew something had to change. When she finally decides to enroll at the Royal Academy of Witchcraft she didn’t expect to get so much more than she had bargained for. In between suspicious deaths, vanishing magical artifacts, and her own dark heritage arising, there is the unfortunate contract she entered with the mysterious and talented Ithelyn Dawnstar. But when the accidents around the Academy start to increase, the rather unlikely pair of Witches might just be the only one with a chance of standing against the forces that lurk in the shadows. Cover art by: Znodden
8 186 - In Serial86 Chapters
LGBTQIAP+ Backgrounds
This is a bunch of LGBTQIAP+ phone backgrounds. What else am I meant to say?
8 64 - In Serial43 Chapters
The Queen's Wife (girlxgirl)
"What are you doing?"Instead of seeing her, Maud feels her smirk against her skin. Chills run down her spine at the action. That's the first time she has seen her, or indeed felt her, genuinely smile since meeting her. Even after her question, she keeps on softly kissing her shoulder."My duty as your husband. Why? Should I stop?""No"- - -In a world where women constantly live under the judgment of society, one woman has been kept as a hidden princess for her entire life, while the other pretends to be a prince. Adelio, a woman disguised as a man, is the crown prince of the Red Lion empire, known as the most attractive and dangerous warrior on the continent. Maud, a princess brought up as a peasant, finds herself dragged back to the palace and married off to the most powerful candidate they could find. Adelio.OrAdelio and Maud, two women in a society that hates them, are forcefully married and set out to one day rule an entire empire together. And as secrets are slowly revealed, the two begin to wonder if two women really can love each other.Published 4.7.22Completed 25.10.22LGBT LesbianHistorical fantasy🥇lesbianromance🥈lgbt🥈King🥈Old times🥉Old times🥉Old times
8 204 - In Serial55 Chapters
Tropical Depression
Sunday, October 29, 2022. A Typhoon hit my Country killing 45 people via floods, and so, I wrote poetry on my phone until it died- in the safe space of my condominium on top of the mountain city.Themes: Calamity, Theology, Memory and Apathy. (Published: October 30, 2022)Winner: Azure Awards 2022 (Poetry)
8 232

