You Taste Like Trouble To Me... のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

It was as if some switch flicked on inside of Romy, and suddenly she was ready to trade in her skin-tight dancing shorts for a homemaker's apron. Even before David explained that he had spaces on his property that he rented out to another couple, and that this was nothing new to him, Lotte could see her Aunt visualizing houseslippers and cookbooks. Even the mention of playing ‘musical rooms’ with his sons for a couple of weeks until they could find something more permanent didn’t seem to deter Romy at all… and she HATED kids. Charlotte sat silently until David was done attempting his pitch, all the while waiting for her chance to state the obvious. “So you want us to move from California to Colorado? To pack up our entire life here and take off to a state we have never been to before… why? What good is that going to do us? We would have to completely start our lives over...” She hated how harsh she sounded; however, Lotte needed to be practical. Her Aunt’s track record spoke against

Teeth chattering against each other, Lotte slowly exited the car out of fear that she would immediately slip. They hadn’t reached David’s cabin yet, but had stopped at the nearest ‘market’ to pick up some dinner supplies. The Doctor was beside himself with excitement as they pulled up to a little shop that was ‘magically’ still open despite all the other places they had passed being already closed. He explained that ‘The Market’, was a saving grace when you wanted anything within 100 miles. As Charlotte had expected, this information did not go over well with Romy. Of course, it also made Lotte a bit shaky as well, having been hopeful about finding a job quickly. Racing around to her side of the car, David helped to steady Charlotte a bit, even offering her an arm. Romy, still fuming over how many places were closed by 8, hadn’t even gotten out of the car. Obviously, knowing that trying to get the older woman out of the vehicle would be like trying to climb uphill in a blizzard weari

As Lotte made her way toward the house, her heart began picking up the excited speed once more. Laughter had reached her ears, and suddenly she couldn’t get inside fast enough. David was leading the way, but had stepped aside as he opened the front door. At first, Charlotte had thought this was meant to be a gentlemanly gesture, until several pairs of arms appeared out of nowhere and began suffocating her. “Hello!” A gorgeous redhead screeched into Lotte’s ears. A much smaller person in her arms suddenly had its tiny limbs around Charlotte’s neck. “She smells good!” Hollered the little gremlin, whom Lotte guessed was Matty. She thought he was going to let go just as quickly as he latched on; however, he had other plans. Plans that required her to drop her belongings before she ended up dropping him. The red-haired woman let out a laugh as she scooped up Lotte’s bag seconds after it made impact with the welcome mat. “What the hell?” Called out a teenage boy, coming up behind the wo

Lila’s lips clung to Lotte’s skin even as the girl wiggled and wormed, attempting to free her toe from the other woman’s mouth. Finally, just when Charlotte thought she was going to have to find a crowbar, the redhead backed away with a grin. “Sorry, hunnie baby,” She purred, still holding tightly to Lotte’s foot. “Your own fault for having such cute little toes.” Charlotte’s mouth dropped, and she was unsure if this was a moment to feel flattered or confused. “Um… Thanks?” Matty let out a little cheer, “I want to eat her toes next!”“Oh my,” Henry chuckled, appearing next to James, “Have we really reached that level of hunger?” James rolled his eyes. “What did you do with the boy?” Henry shook his head, “I made him apologize to Romy and then help his father with dinner.” Turning his gaze on Charlotte, the man continued, “He owes you an apology next.” “No,” Lotte hastily injected, “Please don’t make him do that… It’s humiliating, and that is the last thing I want Brandon to feel

There was something behind her… then in front of her… then it was her… Lotte’s heart was now trying to beat its way out of her chest. Something big was pursuing her, chasing the girl through an apple orchard. Her bare feet pounded against the dirt, stinging their way up her legs… Her fur-covered legs. Out of shock, Charlotte stopped running and peered down to face the four limbs that were her arms and legs. They were hers no longer - Now they belonged to that of a terrifying wolf. Fear coursing through her veins, the girl threw back her head and released a shrill howl into the night. With a jolt, Lotte was up, her peachy skin covered in a layer of sweat. She clasped a hand to her heart, feeling as it pulsated through her chest just as it had done in her dream. Frantic, Charlotte tried to fill her depleted lungs with as much oxygen as they would allow for. She was suffocating, though she couldn’t tell why. Closing her eyes, the girl tried to focus on the simple task of inhaling and th