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"So..." I stated awkwardly, sipping on my cup of tea.
"So..." Mom nodded.
Right now, me and Adam are in my parents' hotel room -aka our hotel room since our house got exploded weeks ago- having dinner.
Mom invited Adam over which made me frustrated and my dad sulk in anger.
"How are you doing, Adam?" Mom asked, "After the blow my husband gave you, I'm quite shock that you can still talk."
He chuckled, "I'm not that weak, Mrs. Sanders. I must say, you look gorgeous today." He winked at me, "Like mother like daughter."
KissAss.
"Oh shush." Mom laughed, obviously flattered. "Call me Isla," Then she jabbed her thumb towards dad's direction. "And you can call him Harold."
"No, you're still calling me Mr. Sanders." Dad frowned before continuing sulking.
"Don't mind him." Mom chuckled nervously, tapping dad's chest lightly. "So, you are probably wondering why I called you, yes?"
Adam nodded.
"You see, since you're Em's fiancé-"
"Mom!" I groaned, cutting her off. "He's not my fiancé!"
"Yet." Adam winked.
"You better close both eyes young man, or I'll shut them close for you." Dad growled out.
Noticing how deadly my dad looked and sounded, Adam blinked his eyes but still smirks at me.
"So, as I was saying before my lovely daughter-"
"Only daughter." I coughed.
"-disrupted me." Ignoring my earlier statements, she continued, "Since you are Emily's friend-for-now, you must know what's happening in this corporation 24/7."
I swear, mom's quite crazy.
"Mom." I pursed my lips, "What if he's just using me?" I faced him, "No offense."
"He's not." Dad grunted, "He's father's right man, he already knows everything. Probably knows something I don't."
"And it's not a bad thing." Mom grinned at him, "Harold's been whining about retiring his whole life!" She laughed.
Nah, she is crazy.
"He's actually planning to have a celebration after your wedding! Which by the way, is already handled by me and my secretary." She winked.
Mama-loco said what now?
To be honest, I was expecting to hear a groan from Adam, or at least show that he doesn't agree with these, but when he smiled and took his phone, I have my doubts.
"Talking about that, Chloe and Fey's interested in helping too. Here's Fey's number."
They're all crazy.
"Oooh, got it!" She grinned, "Wait, she's the 18 years old bubbly girl with bubble gum hair; Shay's daughter, right?"
"Yes," I nodded, "But she's actually 27."
Her eyes widened, "She's 27?!"
"Yup." I nodded.
See? Even mom thought she's young!
"So you, Fey and your secretary's the one planning the wedding? That's cool." Adam nodded.
"Ooh, add Andy!" Mom cheered.
"No." He frowned, "What makes him special?"
Dad raised an eyebrow, "He's Emily's best friend, since they were toddler, heck, since birth."
Adam shook his head, grabbing my left hand and giving it a light squeeze, "No. Not happening. That guy's not even invited in our wedding."
"Non-existent wedding!" I frowned, trying to pull my hand off his, "Plus, why are you so... distant with Andy?!"
"I hate him."
"Hate's a strong word." I scoffed.
"Did Andy harass you that much?" Mom laughed.
"Excuse me?" Adam face her, raising an eye brow.
"I know the feeling," Dad nodded, "Trust me, I know."
Dad, I must say, doesn't look like a day out of 50, so Andy being Andy, he groped dad's ass when dad was cooking last night.
Right, it seems as if IT all just happened yesterday.
Wait, it kinda did.
"What?" Adam gasped, "He tried hitting on Mrs. Sanders?!"
We snapped our heads towards him. "What?"
What the heck's wrong with you, dude?
"Adam, Andy doesn't walk straight, he sways." Mom chuckled.
His eyes widened, it's actually so wide that I thought his eye balls are going to pop out of its' sockets. "Excuse me?"
"Andy's gay." I clarrified, "Didn't you see the way he drools on you?"
"What?" He looks as if he realizes something, before looking at dad and asked, "So what did he do to you?"
We all shook our heads, "You don't want to know."
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"Reed! Chloe! Charlie! Over here!"
I shouted as I wave my hand like crazy.
"Hey guys!" Chloe's blonde hair flew at her back as she ran towards us.
"Uncle Adam! Aunt Emiwy!" Charlie grinned, showing off his teeth. He ran towards us, faster than his mom, and hugged me tightly.
"Chloe, how many times do I have to tell you to be careful." Reed frowned at his wife, "That's not going to be good with the baby."
What?
"You guys are having a little reed or a little chloe?!" I gasped out, pulling away from Charlie's hug.
She grinned before nodding, "3 weeks."
"Congratulations!" I gasped out, pulling her in a hug.
"Dude, congrats!" Adam did a man hug to Reed too.
After congratulating the both of them, we sat at one of the table in the chicken restaurant. Charlie ran outside and played with a chicken mascot while me and Adam started talking and filled them with news they weren't expecting.
"I can't believe Patrick's behind all of these..." Chloe frowned, "He may look like a trouble fat man, but he has a heart."
Had...
"He trained me bro," Reed smiled sadly, "But I guess he's just a normal human being that was blinded with rage."
Oh right, uncle Patrick was the one who trained Reed about this part of the area. He's affected by what uncle Pat has done, just like I do.
"Moving on," Chloe faced me and grinned, "So what's your favorite color, Emily?"
Well that escalated quickly.
Going with the flow, I answered her. "Blue...?"
"U-huh." She nodded, picking up her phone. "Any requests for the wedding?"
"What?" I raised an eye brow.
"Oh, right." She laughed, "Isla told me to call it the Future Wedding. My bad." She rolled her eyes.
"Huh?"
Reed coughed, putting an arm around his wife, "Let's post that question later, alright Chloe? Okay." He faced Adam, "So, since I'm going to be acting like Emily's father right now just like how Mr. Harold Samders requested me to; Adam, tell us about your past."
My dad requested him to what?
Adam nodded before answering, "My parents died years ago, then my grandparents took me in, but they also died years ago and eventually, the corporation took me in."
Well, that's a way to sum everything up.
Wait... "Your grandparents died years ago?"
He nodded.
"You mean, your grandmother died years ago."
He raised an eye brow, "No, my grandfather and grandmother died exactly 15 years ago because of a house fire caused by drunkard."
WHAT?
"Your grandparents' names are Linda and Carlo, right?"
"Yes, Carlo Emerson and Linda Emerson... how do you know them?" He asked.
No way... the way he disappeared so quickly...
"Wait, Carlo and linda?" Chloe frowned, "That's weird... their name rings a bell."
"You mean... them?" Reed's eyes widened, "The ones in the woods?"
Adam frowned, "Woods? Wait, are you talking about the woods near the Denovan Haunted Lake?"
Denovan Haunted what?
"Haunted lake?" Chloe gawked, "No way!"
"Shit." Reed's eyes widened.
I'm guessing that I'm not the only one who saw one of them in these 15 years...
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"My grandparents owned a lot over there, a house with a beautiful garden. I visited once a year ago, and I was quite shock that the garden's still looks amazing, like someone is actually taking care of it, knowing that no one actually does, scares me sometimes."
.... what?
"Holy shit." Reed and Chloe muttered at the same times.
"Why?" Adam asked.
"Nothing." We muttered at the same time.