Uncle Drew: Chapter 3 Novels & Stories

“Dear Verena, I received your response to the previous email and I’m confused about the pictures you sent. Maybe you don’t realize how dangerous the—“ The drawl of a voice behind me startled me, causing me to nearly drop my phone. My Uncle. He slid on the stool beside me, the knot in my stomach tightening as I tried to put on a bold font. Act like I wasn’t affected by his presence. “Had a lot of fun?” he said, nursing his drink. My muscles tensed but I wouldn’t succumb to the fear of him. “We shouldn’t be talking. You and I don't share a close relationship for you to ask me about—” Those darkened eyes locked on mine and my heart slammed hard against my rib cage. “I am not asking if you enjoy

Sunday morning dawned bright and early. I woke up feeling refreshed and rejuvenated after a good night's sleep. Drew was still sleeping beside me, so I carefully got out of bed and began getting ready for the day. As I was brushing my teeth, Drew woke up and stretched. "Good morning, beautiful," he said, smiling at me. "Good morning," I replied, smiling back at him. "Today's the day we meet my uncle and his family." Drew nodded. "I know. Don’t be anxious, just feel free and excited to meet them." He encouraged. I nodded and went back to what I was doing.

~ODETTE At first, my heart sank. I took in a shaky breath. Thoughts ran through my mind. The demon Uncle had finally revealed his true nature and I could lose my life if I made the wrong move. I released another shaky breath as I felt my wolf stir with a feeling I could not understand. Was it excitement? I pushed it aside and locked my eyes with his. His crimson eyes glowed even brighter as if he could see that I was daring him. Then I smiled.

“I’ll go through them again, see if we missed any patterns or names. There’s always something in the margins.” “I was hoping you’d say that,” I admitted. “You’re more careful than me. More detailed.” Draven sat heavily in the chair opposite mine, his brow furrowed as he sifted through one of the creased letters. His expression was still unreadable when he said, “I still can’t believe her own uncle was planning to hurt her.” “Neither can I,” I said quietly, feeling the familiar throb of anger beneath my ribs. “Family betrayal stings differently.”

I muttered as I sat on his bed, pointing to the pride flag I saw on the top of his drawers. He chuckled nervously, still staying near the door. " Well, that's a new addition." He said, glancing at me. "You know, I never would have guessed you were Bi. You didn't that way around me." "Well... I didn't know either until we broke up. I was mopping around and strangely found comfort in the arms of a man. That was when it all clicked." He explained as he came to seat down beside me, playing with his hands. I looked at him for a while before directing my gaze to the rest of the room. It felt so familiar, yet strange at the same time. "What about your Uncle? Did he come here with you?" He asked as

Before everything, I would like to say that this chapter doesn’t have any scary scenes. It’s just a conversation with Mr. Healer Herbalist that is trying to help our dear security guard but I included it with the story since I knew it was a vital part of the whole tale. Enjoy, dear reader... +++++++++++ By this time, Uncle was close to three weeks with a recurring fever.

He suddenly feel like a fool for always believe on them all these years . " Grandfather don't worry . Although aunt Shelly likes that . She will always be my aunt. I will only cut half of their money expenses . You know the children only follow her words . Her children are kind kids actually . It's just they had a wrong way of teaching . Then ....good news for you .... third uncle and his family will come back in few weeks . His wife had graduate and he will come back to live in the mansion and took over the company . Little aunt also will come back from her volunteering work . She said she wants to stay for good this time and live with you in the mansion too . So you won't be lonely anymore

I ignored his staring and flipped the pages and reached the last two pages, checking them. Hayao... Rabba yeh kya!!? (Oh... god what is it!!?) The ground slipped below me. I glanced at him and then Uncle. Uncle said, "Sign it," What? It makes me more stunned. Is this a plan for this jerk? I look at the papers."Uncle, I think, you joking right?" He shook his head in no. What!? No.

“N-no Aunt…” Bad liar! She let out a deep sigh. “Whatever. You two are old enough to know what you’re doing.” “Well, I think it’s better that Dawn is staying here.” Uncle Drew looked at her with a mysterious look. He’s been acting weird the moment I saw him. It felt like something was going on. I can no longer contain my curiosity. “Is there something wrong, Uncle?” Their eyes filled with worry confirmed my suspicion. “Guys I’m back!” Our eyes shifted at Dawn who was in her pajamas and drying her hair using a towel.

Across the table, my stepmother pretended not to notice. My father focused on his plate. And Mr. Carter sat quietly with the careful expression of someone who was observing everything but saying nothing. Then there was Adrian. Nathan’s uncle. He sat at the far end of the table, looking relaxed, one arm resting lazily against the chair. But his eyes… His eyes had been on me since the moment dinner started. Watching. Waiting. Earlier that evening, before the dinner began, he had quietly greeted me near the entrance. No one had noticed.