All Chapters of You Taste Like Trouble To Me... : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Lotte did her best to keep up an enthusiastic conversation throughout the whole ride home. It was a bit easier because today had been such an exciting one. The more people in the area who learned the bakery had been reopened, the more customers she obtained. Of course, she opted to leave out the church, but did include running into some of Romy's friends. David was thrilled by all of this information and couldn't stop cheering the girl on. When at last, they pulled up to the house, he was beside himself with joy. “I can't believe how easy it's been for you to make Varglow your home.”Lotte kept up with the cheerful attitude, though, as they made their way up to the house, a sinking feeling was setting in her core. She felt there was some ticking clock over her head now. She would be expected to talk to the others soon enough, and though she doubted that they would be heartless enough to just kick her out of the house, she began steeling herself for the rejection that was bound to oc

When the sun rose and shone through Lotte’s window, the girl stirred with confusion. Since moving to Varglow, most days have been dim, with hardly any sunlight at all. As it was her day off, Charlotte chalked this up to a good sign and rolled out of bed. There were noises from one end of the house, ones that sounded fun and warm. She wanted to join in; however, she also figured, in light of the way things had been going, keeping her distance was better. Though the girl hadn’t been expected to stop by ‘The Market’ for any reason that day, she quickly began brewing up plans that would involve bothering the family less and more apartment searching. By some horrible joke from the universe, the few places she had managed to stir up were hours out of the way or cost more than renting in California did. She had hoped to save up for a car, but now that little dream was slipping further away. Hunger settled in as the morning passed, and, thankfully, the laughter was just starting to die down.

Silence fell over the table, bringing Megan racing back to the small group. “Is everything alright?” The waitress inquired. Her concerned eyes jumped from one almost empty plate of pie to the next. Lucy’s glare returned, “Well, if it wasn’t, wouldn’t we be telling Lotte about it?” Charlotte hated the way that this horrible woman was speaking to their server and made a mental note to leave a big tip. Megan nodded, attempting to look unfazed even as her eyes began to water, and returned to her place by the register. “Not cool,” Allison snapped.Lucy shrugged, “So does this mean that you don’t want to hear what happened?” “We do,” Lynn encouraged, “But let’s be very nice to our server, please. I like to eat here a few nights out of the week because I get so lonely.”That was something that Charlotte could sympathize with. “Text me next time, and I’ll come join you,” She offered. Sharon had cleaned her plate, “Me too. It sucks barely knowing anyone around here.” Judy appeared offen

Maybe it was because she was expecting it… Or maybe it was just the fact that Romy was there, but suddenly the creepy ass church didn’t feel as ominous as it had the day before. Blinking up at the gigantic structure in front of her, Lotte could now make out details that she hadn’t during her last visit. “Wow,” Romy admired, giving a small whistle. “That really is like something out of a slasher film. And Lucy tried to say that it was ‘nothing’. That bitch is full of shit - I’m honestly ready to piss my pants right now.” “Really?” Charlotte side-eyed her Aunt.“Fuck no!” Romy answered back with a laugh. “Now let’s get our asses inside and see where those women got chopped up.”Lotte sighed. After all these years, she had picked up that Romy liked to save face when she was terrified. The girl just wished that her Aunt would be more honest with her. They could have been squealing like little high school girls together at that moment, and then sharing a hearty laugh later. The older wo

Despite the raging bucket of ice rolling around in Lotte’s stomach, Romy somehow managed to straighten herself up with no problems. The woman didn’t even give the skeleton a proper look over as she fixed her gaze on Megan. Hands still balled into fists, the older woman growled, “What the hell was all that?” Megan didn’t move. Her eyes were fixed on the skull, and she made a small, nervous whine that sounded like the most pitiful noise in the world. Charlotte gaped at her Aunt, then back at the skeleton. “Romy,” She breathed. “Are you not seeing that?” “What?” The older woman snorted, her eyes trailing to the heap of bones. “That?” She waved her arms in large circular motions and then rounded on the skeleton with a louder laugh. “I am NOT falling for this bullshit again. Did you leave that here?” The woman aimed her question at Megan. “Huh? Was this why you were sneaking around, sunshine? Stashed some Halloween decorations in here and wanted to see if they would freak anyone out?” R