Eagle Crest Hallows [3]

Brooklyn

I nod, still swallowing at what happened. Someone taps my on my shoulder and I look up to see, Rayah?

"Holy Sh*t..." I whisper, standing. "I-Is that you?" I ask, touching her face. She smacks my hand away and crosses her arms.

"Do not touch me," She warns, flashing a smile.

I glance at Jamie, pulling his up with me. "This is...The real Rayah," I introduce. Rayah chuckles and looks at Jamie. "Sup."

Jamie

I stare blankly at her before Jace appears in front of me, making me jump.

"God...Why do you do that?" I ask, looking at him and then back to Rayah.

Jace shrugs, "My afterlife was boring. Why can't I scare the one person that made it such?"

Brooklyn

Jamie keeps staring at Rayah and she shifts onto her left foot, looking at the floor.

"Oh my god...." I remember something. I grab Rayah and Jace by their rists and motion Jamie to follow, leading them upstairs.

"What the hell?" Rayah asks, " I can walk." She says, trying to yank out of my grasp.

"Just shut up," I order. I lead her to Logan's room first and push them in. Logan glances up from his phone and sees them, his eyes wide.

"Mom? Dad?" He asks, standing.

Jamie

I follow them upstairs and flash a smile, getting what Brooke is up to. Jace does too, glancing back at us before looking at his son.

"Hey, Lo," he says.

Brooklyn

Rayah practically tackles Logan to the ground, crying of joy. "Oh my god, Lo...I missed you so much," She whispers, laughing.

I look at Jamie and twine my hand with his, smiling.

Jamie

I smile at Brooklyn and wrap an arm around her waist, pulling her closer. Jace walks to his family and watches, unsure what to do before Rayah drags him into the hug.

Brooklyn

Rayah lets go, remembering Riley and runs to her room, opening the door. She sees Riley kissing Gray and she takes a step back, chuckling.

"Whoa, Rye," She smiles, "Whucha doing?"

Riley pulls away and sees Rayah, her face going pale. "Oh my god..." She whispers.

I flash a smile at Jamie and lean against the wall, watching.

Jamie

Jace's jaw tightens and he decides to stay with Logan.

"It would not be good for the kid if I walked in there right now," he mutters to himself, "I'll wait."

I shake my head at him and look where Brooklyn is. Grayson jumps away from Riley, his wings twitching behind him. He apologizes and looks away, burning red in the face.

Spoiler

I think I'mma switch to both Ray and Brooke this time. It's kinda confusing. lol.

Brooklyn

I decide to head back down and plop on the couch, glancing at my stomach with a frown.

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Rayah

I hug Riley and try not to cry, taking another step back. "Um you guys can...Have your privacy..." I chuckle, closing the door again.

Spoiler

Lol. Alright.

Jamie

Brooklyn leaves and I follow her, sitting at her side and wrapping my arms around her.

"You alright?" I whisper.

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Jace

I narrow my eyes at Rayah, not liking the idea of leaving my baby girl with a boy.

"Seriously?" I ask, "They're kids..."

Brooklyn

I nod, looking up at him and flashing a smile. "Yeah, I'm fine."

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Rayah

I nod, flashing a smile. "We were kids once too, Jay," I say, walking into my old room.

Jamie

I study her and nod, looking down, "Just making sure."

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Jace

"Yeah, and you got pregnant," I mutter, walking to Riley's room.

I knock on the door but don't dare open it to see what's going on.

"If you're going to do anything, stay off the damn bed," I say, "No funny business in my house. Do it somewhere else."

Brooklyn

I nod and study him. "Are you alright?"

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Rayah

I see Jace walk to Riley's room and I sigh, shaking my head. I hear Riley swear and I chuckle, trying to hold back a laugh while going through my stuff.

Jamie

I flash a smile and nod, "I think so."

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Jace

Riley swears and I shake my head, "Use protection."

Mission accomplished, I head off to find Rayah.

Brooklyn

I nod and look back down at my stomach, sighing.

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Rayah

Jace comes in and I smile, looking at him. "Why can't you just let them have their fun? Riley's almost nineteen," I tell him, looking through drawers. "She's older then me when I got prego. I was sixteen," I shrug. "It it really that important?" I chuckle.