Novel & Cerita Loud House Lucy's Eyes

ugs. She rolls her eyes. “Well now, we’ve not properly be introduced my name Lucy.” I smile at her and she gives me a smile back. Clearing her throat, “I’ve made sourdough and there’s a rabbit in the pot, come inside”. Her friendly demeanor puts me at ease and I walk inside the house, it’s clean and cozy and warm , the smell of the food she just mentioned hits me and I almost drool. She directs us to a long wooden table and Lucian goes to sit down, but Lucy smacks him on his arm. I stare in shock as does Lucian. “Before you think about sitting down you untie that poor girl and let her relax,poor things probably tired and starved”. “Relax I fed her some protein bars and she had plenty of wate

"Do you really know how to drive? Are you f*cking blind? Didn't you see the red light?" "Are your eyes just for decoration? Don't drag me along if you're going to die. God! What rotten luck!" "Open the door! You must pay for this. Can't you see that my leg is hurt? Don't be a coward! Or do you want to go to the police station? "Can't you hear me? Open the door!" As the car window pulled down slowly and Lucy slowly turned her head around, her eyes dilated in shock. As their eyes met, she gasped.

’Long-term…’ Lucy’s heart was skipping so hard that she nodded without thinking. Hector kissed her again while she slowly closed her eyes, and a jolt of electricity ran into her heart, making it feel numb. After a few days, at the Xavier residence… Lucy rang the doorbell, and the maid opened the door. She asked, “Is my mother home?” The maid confirmed she was there, and Lucy walked into the living room. When Jenna heard that someone was downstairs, she went down and was surprised to see that it was Lucy, “Lucy?”

That look in her eyes was too familiar. I took another swallow of beer and forced myself to look away. She didn’t need me crowding her. Didn’t need me adding weight to what she already carried. Still, I kept her in my peripheral vision. The night dragged on. Brothers came and went, deals whispered in corners, laughter breaking into shouts and back again. Lucy stayed quiet, her water glass barely touched, like drinking too much might make her lose her grip. After a while, she turned on the stool, watching the room the way I was. Studying. Measuring. I wondered what she saw—monsters, maybe, or men she couldn’t tell apart.

Her scream echoed through the room, shrill and panicked. "Aaah!" But as soon as she spotted someone behind me, her expression morphed in an instant. Her eyes grew red-rimmed, tears welling up like a tragic heroine. "Emily, I know you despise me, but my child… my child is a life too!" I felt a strong hand seize my wrist, and I turned to find Tristan staring at me, his gaze glacial. "That's enough," he said coldly. "Emily, I asked you to come here for a civil conversation. How could you attack Faye like this?"

My eyes grew large as I watched the bugs flew out, forming a great flock before they swarmed on Sean, Patrick, and his wife. My heart skipped beats for a moment as I watched the bugs covered their bodies. And before I could draw in a deep breath, the soldier shot another barrel. In agile moves, he then crawled out of the place. A loud explosion then followed, turning the entire scene to black.

-Lucy’s POV- I slowly opened my eyes when I felt the warmth of the heat of the sun coming from the windowpane. My sight was still a little blurry and so I tried blinking a couple of times to clear my vision. My head was buzzing and I could hear voices talking not far from where I was laying. When my vision cleared I finally realized that I was in what it looked like a clinic. I shifted myself to a sitting position trying to get a glimpse of who the voices belonged to. I then saw Ronald and the doctor was right beside him. It looked like they were listening to somebody else. I was about to stand up when his eyes glanced at me, he immediately rushed towards me to assist me. “Lucy, be careful.”

“And I never open the workroom safe unless the deadbolts are engaged in both the front and back doors.” Lucy looked like she was going to cry. “I don’t know how a thief could have gotten in and out of the house without breaking a window during the minute I was in the downstairs powder room.” “Will you show me?” I asked. “Of course.” Lucy got up and motioned for me to follow her. “This is my workroom,” she said as I followed her into a large room lined with countertops and cupboards. The far wall had a narrow door that looked like a closet.

‘Hey, stranger,” she says as soon as she’s a few steps away from me. The world must have stopped when I look up. Because suddenly, I can’t hear the holler of excited voices or the boom of the speakers. All I can hear is her voice. Or maybe it is just my mind. My eyes pin with her green ones hooded underneath her lush lashes. And it takes an effort not to look away. Hailey might be a freak in bed, but she is never overt with her sexuality. But Lucy. Lucy’s default look is an eye fuck. And that’s the way she’s looking at me tonight.

“If you ask them about it, you will have to tell them about seeing me. If you do that, I swear they will pack everything up and move. Meaning you will not see me for a while.” As he finished speaking, I noticed his eyes had gone bright red and you didn't hear the owls anymore. “I’ve always trusted you more than my parents so why would I ask them, since you have already said they have been lying to me.” When I looked away from Marcus, I noticed there were about 7 pairs of vibrant colored eyes surrounding us. Slowly another set appeared but were purple with gold specks.