Stop by Marcus place on your way home

You didn’t really want to risk pissing off yo mom by not being home in the morning, so you decided to head back with Marcus. The two of you walked in silence for a few blocks, both of you processing everything that had happened.

“Fucking crazy, right?” He asked, shaking his head. “They looked like they were gonna burn that chick at the stake or something.”

“Or drink her blood,” you mumbled in agreement, unable to shake the unease you felt. “All those women…”

Marcus put his hand on your shoulder. “I know man, this is a lot to process. But we’ll figure it out.”

Blue and red lights cut through the darkness of night and your heart felt like it might explode with fright.

“Shit, the cops!” Marcus waved to his house, “C’mon!”

The two of sprinted along the street and pushed through the front door, all but collapsing into a heap in the mud room. The flashing lights moved by, slow and considerately, like a prison search light.

You stood with baited breath as the vehicle slowly rolled by the house before fading down the street. It was only three blocks from your house, but the cops seemed to be roaming the streets like hungry wolves.

“Close,” you muttered.

Marcus frowned out the window. “You can wait here for a bit until they move on.”

“Marcus what’s going on?”

The voice startled you, but whatever panic you felt was immediately replaced with another emotion as another figure entered the front room.

Despite being an older sister, Chloe had never been anything but cool to Marcus and his friends. There was something about her chilled out, airy demeanour that made her easily likeable and you had harboured a pretty big crush on her for years.

Dressed in only a single, stretched out shirt that barely covered her lower half, she looked at the two of you with bleary, heavy lidded eyes. She looked like she had just gotten out of bed.

“Oh!” She looked from Marcus to you, a light smile on her pretty face, “you went out?” her eyes softened a little as she looked at you, “how are you doing Mike? Sorry to hear about your Grandpa.”

You smiled hesitantly at her in return, trying your absolute best to remain nonchalant and cool despite the fact that she was standing there with her modesty barely concealed.

The beat of your heart was so fierce, so powerful within your chest that you felt like it was trying to break out. There was a pulse of warmth that emanated from within your ring.

Claim her, a voice whispered, coming from everywhere and nowhere. Claim her…

Realising you were staring, you uttered a weak“…Thanks Chloe.”

“Mike’s just waiting here for a moment,” Marcus cut in before giving his sister a pointed look. “Please don’t tell Mom that I snuck out.”

“Huh?” Chloe frowned in confusion for a heartbeat before understanding dawned. “Oh, because the curfew? Yeah she’d probably ground you for the next five years if you got arrested.” A cheeky smile curled at her lips. “You know you’re gonna owe me for this, right?”

Marcus groaned but nodded reluctantly. “Fine, I’ll do your share of the chores tomorrow or whatever,” he waved her off, “let’s just drop it before Mom wakes up.”

“Great!” She chirped up, before spinning around, “I’m off to bed, love ya bro! Night Mike!”

In that motion you got more than an eyeful of her lovely ass, your head about to explode from shock.

“Jeez,” Marcus groaned, pinching the ridge of his nose, “how can someone so ditzy be related to me.”

You said nothing in response. That familiar warmth pulsed through your bloodstream and your heart continued to pound away.

Go to her, that same voice whispered into your mind. Claim her…