Romans & histoires The Loud House Lucy Eyes

Amora stood in front of the room’s door, her breath trembling softly. Through the glass, she could see Lucy screaming hysterically, thrashing like someone who had completely lost control. But this time, Amora didn’t retreat. She lifted her chin and forced herself to step inside. “Lucy,” Amora called softly, her voice quivering yet steady. The moment Lucy saw her, her eyes blazed with fury. “This is all your plan, Elisha! You’ve been manipulating my husband to send me to this cursed place!” she screamed, her shrill voice making everyone in the room turn.

"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.

The people keep taunting and abusing her. Lucy couldn’t tolerate the humiliation and she shouts “Stop… Just Shut up. My head is paining. If I have power, I will show each one of you my power. I will scratch and tear every inch of your body. Just Get Lost”. She shouts while falling on the ground with her hands on her head. Her eyes were tightly closed. She feels several pinching needles in her eyes. Her vision is totally out. If she could see the absurd faces, who are ridiculing and humiliating her. She would have preyed on all of them.

Frankie slows the car and pulls into a wrap-around driveway, heading behind a tall white house. When we get around to the back, I see that there are about three gigantic black SUV’s already here. “Oh geeze,” Lucy says, sniffing harder and wiping beneath her eyes with her good hand. She turns to me and tilts her chin up. “Do I look okay?” she asks as Frankie pulls the car to a stop. “No mascara under my eyes?”

“Don’t they normally have warriors patrolling the area, especially with all the recent safety concerns?” “I talked to Luke’s dad, and he agreed to turn a blind eye to tonight’s party. There are perks to him being the beta’s son!” Lucy gave one of her winning smiles. Above all things, Lucy was beautiful, with a supermodel stature, long blonde hair, and sapphire eyes. And she was persuasive—very, very persuasive—and not someone that took no for an answer.

In a fit, Lucy knocks the glass right off her father’s hands, the glass shatters as it connects with the floor. He looks at her in surprise, cheeks bleating red, Lucy’s chest is heaving frantically. “I saw a cockroach on your glass.” She says. “A cockroach?” Mr. Foyer asks. Hunter and Linda drop their glasses and Lucy immediately signals for the chef to take them away. It remains Irene’s and I glasses. Like I said before, I am not a dumb person. Hurriedly, I gulp down the whole glass and everyone looks at me in surprise, Lucy’s horror face deserves to be taken on camera, I look at Irene with gleaming eyes, grabbing her glass, her green eyes shine with confusion.

' I mentally rolled my eyes. "By the way, Lucy," I said aloud. "I need a huge favor from you." "Me?" She tilted her head sideways, genuinely surprised. "Yeah." I nodded. "I need you to create one of those security cameras. Trust me, you're going to get a huge reward if my plan bears fruit." The confusion on Lucy's face was so hilarious, I could barely hold myself. I literally pictured multiple question marks floating above her head. "Huh?" she said. ########

he said lightly in his deep voice. Lucy's cheeks reddened like tomatoes as her eyelids fluttered. “I.. I, who said so I was just staring at the wall behind you” she stuttered feeling embarrassed. “I have something to show you,” he said, fixing his gaze on her. Lucy held her breath in anticipation as she stared at him with her hazel eyes. His hands went to the back of his head, Lucy wondered if he wanted to remove his mask. Her eyes waited to see that face once more, those beautiful eyes.

That being said, behind his golden frame glasses, she thought she saw the eyes of a venomous snake. Lucy, the housekeeper, happened to be taking out the trash, and when she saw Crystal, she said, “Oh, look! You’re here!” She finished her task, walked over to the gate, and after giving Crystal a once over with her eyes, she said, “My poor child. You look thinner than ever. You should eat more and take better care of yourself.”