You Have Got To Be Kidding Me!
-Lyra-
“Damon!” I screamed so loud my throat burned instantly, but I kept going because maybe if I yelled loud
enough he would answer me, maybe if I said his name enough times he would magically appear in front of
me like nothing happened and tell me I was being dramatic again. “Damon! Damon, where are you? Damon!”
My heart was beating so fast it felt like it was going to break out of my chest completely, like it didn’t want to
be in my body anymore if Damon wasn’t okay. My hands were shaking so much I could barely shove my hair
out of my face as I stumbled through the hallway because all I could see in my head was blood. His blood.
And then I saw her.
His mother.
“Lyra, Lyra, what’s wrong? Calm down!” she said, reaching for me like that was even possible right now when I
was one breath away from completely losing my mind.
I skidded to a stop right in front of her, my whole chest heaving like I had run a marathon, my hair sticking to my face because I was sweating even though I was freezing, and I just blurted everything out in one long,
panicked breath because there was no stopping it.
“I heard gunshots!” I practically screamed, my voice cracking in the middle because my throat hurt so bad but I didn’t care. “Where is Damon? Where is he? Tell me where he is right now! I heard it, I swear I heard it, it was loud, it was right outside, I know it was, something happened, something bad, I can feel it in my chest, I can feel it in my stomach, where is he, where is Damon?”
“Lyra, slow down..”
“No! No, I will not slow down!” I was almost crying now, my voice shaking so hard I barely sounded like me. Do not tell me to slow down when I just heard a gunshot and Damon is out there and nobody is telling me
anything!
“Just tell me where he is, please, please, I have to see him, I need to know he’s okay, I need to see him with my own eyes because my wolf is going crazy right now and I feel like I’m about to actually pass out!”
”
She grabbed my arms because I was shaking so much I couldn’t stand still, but it didn’t help, nothing helped, because I couldn’t breathe right, I couldn’t think right, I couldn’t do anything except picture Damon on the ground and that was killing me, it was literally killing me.
Lyra, listen to me,” his mother said firmly, holding my arms tighter because at this point I was shaking so hard i could barely stay on my own two feet. “Calm down, sweetheart. Damon is perfectly fine. He has gone out with the guards, okay? He is fine. Please, please stop crying.”
“The gunshot you heard,” his mother added quickly, her voice softer now because she could see how wrecked. I looked, “it was from Daren. He’s out there doing target practice with a gun. That’s all it was. Please don’t get
worried, all night? For your babies You have to calm down for them”
I just froze
Like actually froze right there in the hallway with my mouth open and my hands halfway in the air because my brain was not processing any of that properly
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“Target practice?” I repeated. “Did you just say target practice? As in, fake shooting? As in, Daren out there playing action hero while I’m in here about to pass out thinking my entire life just ended? Are you serious right now? Because I swear my soul just left my body, ran three laps around this house, and fell into a ditch.
somewhere.”
I dragged both hands down my face so hard it felt like I was trying to peel my own panic off. “Do your understand what my heart just went through in the last thirty seconds?
“I saw Damon dead, buried, his funeral already happening in my head, me standing there pregnant and traumatized giving a speech about the love of my life who died tragically young, all because Daren wanted to shoot at some random cans or trees or whatever he’s aiming at out there? Are you kidding me?”
I was pacing now because my body refused to stay still. My wolf was still growling in the back of my head like she hadn’t gotten the memo that Damon was fine, and my chest hurt from how hard I’d been crying in the
five minutes since the gunshot.
“Lyra, breathe,” his mother said again, reaching for my hands because she probably thought I was seconds away from actually fainting. “He is fine. Damon is fine. Daren was just practicing. You need to calm down for your babies. They do not need this kind of stress.”
“Oh my God, my babies,” I said, pressing a hand to my stomach like I was talking to them directly now. “Do you babies hear this? Your daddy’s f*****g twin just took ten years off my life for fun. Do you know what kind of emotional damage you have inherited from this side of the family? He is running around with guns like it’s the Wild West, and me? I’m in here about to actually ascend to the afterlife because my heart can’t take this
kind of drama.”
1 spun back around to his mother because my hands were shaking too much to stay at my sides.
“No. No, I’m not letting this go. When Damon comes back, I’m telling him everything. I’m telling him exactly how close I came to seeing angels because of his insane family. And Daren better run. He better hide. Because I am one second away from grabbing that gun myself and showing him what target practice feels
like!”
I didn’t even wait for his mother to finish talking, I was already marching straight toward the door like a woman on a mission. That f*****g bastard.
I shoved the door open so hard it banged against the wall, and there he was.
Daren.
Standing there like nothing was wrong, like he hadn’t just shaved ten years off my life, casually holding a gun in one hand like we were all in some kind of action movie and he was auditioning for the lead role.
“Daren!” I screamed so loudly my voice cracked right down the middle, and every single man standing outside. turned to look at me like I had just dropped from the sky. “What the hell is wrong with you?!”
I was stomping across the yard now, barefoot, hair flying everywhere, tears still drying on my face, but I didn’t
even care.
“What the actual f**k is your problem?!” I yelled, hands flailing because I had too many feelings to keep inside
one body.
“Ever since I stepped foot in this house you’ve been pissing me off! Pissing me off, Daren! First you open your mouth at breakfast like you’re trying to start World War Three, then you walk around with this smug look on
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your face like you own the entire planet, and now–now–you decide to play with guns while my heart explodes in the living room because I think your brother just got murdered?!”
I stopped right in front of him, hands on my hips, my chest rising and falling so hard I probably looked like I had run ten miles straight, but I didn’t care because the words were still coming.
“Do you know what I just went through inside?” I snapped, jabbing a finger at him because he wasn’t even reacting, just standing there watching me with those dark, infuriating eyes like I was entertainment.
“I had Damon shot, bleeding, dead on the ground in my head. I planned his funeral. I gave a whole speech. I
cried real tears! And for what? For you to be out here pretending you’re in some gangster movie shooting at
trees?”
His mouth twitched like he was trying not to laugh, which only made me throw my hands up higher.
“Oh my God, you think this is funny?!” I practically shrieked because I was losing my mind now. “You think my emotional trauma is hilarious? You nearly sent me into early labor, Daren, and you’re standing there smirking like you didn’t just ruin my entire life in the last ten minutes!”
I was pacing again because standing still felt impossible with how mad I was, my words coming faster now,
tumbling over each other like my mouth couldn’t keep up with my brain.
“Ever since I got here you’ve been nothing but–ugh!” I made a sound somewhere between a scream and a
growl because I didn’t even have the vocabulary for how infuriating he was.
“The comments at breakfast, the way you look at me like you’re trying to figure out what I taste like–don’t even deny it, I see your face and now this! Do you wake up in the morning and think, how can I drive Lyra absolutely insane today? Because congratulations, mission accomplished!”
He tilted his head slightly, watching me with that calm, infuriating expression like nothing I said could actually touch him.
And then he smirked.
Oh no.
Not the smirk.
The kind of smirk that made my stomach drop and my knees feel weird, the kind that was half amusement and half something darker that made my wolf go completely silent inside me.
“Are you done?” Daren asked slowly, his voice low enough that it slid right under my skin even though I was
still furious.
“Done?!” I practically shouted the word, my hands flying back up because he clearly didn’t understand the emotional rollercoaster he had just put me through. “Do I look done to you? I have smoke coming out of my ears, Daren! Actual smoke! My blood pressure is in the stratosphere because of you, my wolf is traumatized, I am traumatized, and you…”
I started again because apparently I wasn’t done, not even close, my words still flying out of my mouth at a hundred miles an hour like I was running on pure adrenaline and bad decisions.
“You stand there all smug like you’re some big tough guy while I’m having an actual heart attack because of you, and you don’t even care, you don’t even..”
Before I could finish the sentence, Daren moved.
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One second I was flailing my arms like a crazy person, the next his hand was wrapped around my waist so fast and so tight I actually gasped out loud, my whole body jerking in shock because I had not seen that
coming.
“You f*****g talk too much, you little devil,” he said, his voice low and rough enough that it made my stomach
flip in the weirdest way.
His face was close now, too close, his eyes dark on mine like he was enjoying every second of watching me go completely still in his hold. “No wonder my brother f****d you hard last night.”
I blinked up at him because my brain short–circuited right there on the spot.
“Excuse me?” I practically squeaked, my voice shooting up way higher than I intended because what did he
just say?
And then I froze.
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Dear readers. Thank you all for your support and vote ans what do you think tho. Darren sounds pretty hot! Would he f**k lyra
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