The sound of cluttering kitchen utensils, or at least she thought it was kitchen utensils, woke Macy up. She sat up and stretched as a yawn escaped her.
She looks around and was confused for a sec before realization dawned on her and she remembers the events that happened last night.
Her family's death.
Her going to live with the Lucas family for a while.
The strong arms that comforted her.
Wait…
The last one was a dream.
Wasn't it?
She didn't want to argue with herself. Besides it had to be a dream, no one in his or her right mind would just go into someone's room and hum people to sleep.
Macy contemplated if she should go out there or not. On the other hand, she did not really want to face anyone. She'd rather stay inside and cry her eyes out. On the other hand, It would be impolite if she ignored the people who had been really kind to her.
Not wanting to be rude, she decides to get out of the room.
She stood an inch from the door and took deep breath.
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"Hey Mace," Joe greeted his mouth full of cookies. He swallowed, "how are you feeling?"
"I'm fine." Macy says giving a small smile, she sits down and takes the cookie Joe offered to her.
"Oh yum…" the girl mumbled after taking the first bite.
"Good, huh?" Joe grinned, "It's from my secret stash." He made sure no one was listening before leaning in on Macy, "You and I are the only ones allowed to eat these." His voice grew louder, "so I suggest we better stuff ourselves while the others aren't here yet!"
Macy smiled and picked up another cookie. The two talked about their favorite desserts, pet peeves and the awesomeness of Panda bears.
"Um…" she begins, as she noticed that the house was quiet "aren't the others gonna join us for breakfast?"
Joe gives her an amused smile "Mace…its 1 pm"
"What!?" Macy exclaims spitting out her cookie. She covered her mouth and blushed.
"Don't worry about it. It's Summer anyway." The boy says, "We can wake up whenever we want."
"I know that but…" she trails off, "it just seems so rude to over sleep at someone else's house!"
"Hey, you had a really, really long night Mace." Joe says his face growing serious, "you don't have to worry about pleasing us."
"Right…" she answers, "I'm sorry about the cookie episode."
Joe's smile returned to his face. "You know, you could win in a spitting contest against Frankie. That little guy is always beating us!"
Macy giggles, "where is Frankie anyway?" she asks looking around, "and Kevin and Nick and your mom and dad?"
"They just left. Mom and Dad took Frankie to his Soccer game and I think they ate out," Joe explained, "and Nick and Kevin went out, their helping Stella bring your stuff. They'll be here any minute."
They hear the door open, "We're here!"
Joe smirks, "Told ya!" he hollers to the living room, "We're in the kitchen!"
"Macy!" Stella ran to her best friend as soon as she saw her, "I'm so sorry for leaving last night!"
"It's ok, Stells don't worry about it." Macy said. She gave Stella a smile to assure her friend.
"Hey, Macy!" Kevin greeted giving Macy a hug. "we bought your stuff" he -said gently pulling away from the hug.
Macy notices the bag that was laid on the floor.
"And…" Stella got the dark blue acoustic guitar from its position next to the bag, "I thought you might want this."
Macy takes the instrument.
"Thanks." She smiles at her friends, "Thanks so much guys!"
"So," Joe asks, "what do you guys wanna do?"
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"There's something wrong here." Mark mumbles looking at photos from their recent crime scene."
"You know if you keep staring at it maybe it'll talk to you." Alice Rogers, 25 years old, said as she enters the room.
"Hey Al," The man greets.
"Hi," Alice asks, "what are you working on?"
"The crime scene." he answers putting the photos on the table in front of them, "something doesn't add up."
Alice looked at the photos. She noticed that there was blood in three corners of the room. However the middle area, the area which the victims were found lying side by side together had no blood in it.
"The killer moved the bodies." Alice said.
Mark turns to the brown-haired person, "that could be it."
"You think the killer's trying to give out a message?"
"Yeah," Mark says staring at the pictures of the poor victims,
"He's saying: here I am. Try to find me…"
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"I cant' believe Joe cried!!!" Stella exclaimed through fits of giggle.
The five teens exited the movie theater. Everyone, except Joe and Macy was laughing.
Macy had a small smile on her face and Joe had on a scowl.
"Come on!" Joe exclaimed, trying to defend himself "that kiss under the rain was a beautiful moment!"
That only made Stella and the other guys- laugh harder.
"So what's next?" Nick asked throwing away his empty bucket of popcorn.
"How about pizza," Kevin suggested, "I'm starving."
The others agreed and decided to go over at the new pizza place that opened down town.
However before they could get any further….
"OH MY GOSH!!! It's THEM!!!"
"Oh sheesh!"
"Oh no!"
"RUN!"
The Lucas brothers quickly dragged the two girls and ran as fast they could with the fan girls right on their tails.
"We should split up," Nick suggests, "it'll be easier to lose them.
The others got the plan and went into different directions, Kevin, Joe and Stella went to the left while Nick and Macy went to the right.
After what seemed like hours of running (although it was just only for a few minutes) the girls gave up and so did Nick's legs.
"that was…fun." He said through gasp of breath, "huh, Mace?"
He didn't get a respond. "Macy?"
The girl was just standing there. She was not moving and it looked like she was looking at something.
Nick followed her gaze and realized she was looking at a coffee shop.
"This was…" Macy whispered and if it had not been quiet Nick would not have heard her, "this was the first place she took us to when we first moved in the states.
The youngest member of the band understood that Macy was talking about her mother.
He wrapped his arms around the girl, "Mace…it's ok…."
Macy began to cry again and she buried herself in Nick's chest.
A few minutes later and ironically enough they were sitting at the coffee shop.
"You know, "Nick finally spoke, "this is the second time I've seen you cry."
Macy nodded giving a small smile, "the first time was at school."
"Yeah you were crying because you were pissed at yourself for always having a fan girl moment around us." Nick narrated, still remembering the event that happened six months ago.
"Yeah and you wrote me a song, on the spot, to make me feel better." Macy continued
"Yeah, and then you fainted." Nick finished a smirk was on his face.
"Well what did you expect?" Macy rolled her eyes.
"That was one of my favorite days." Nick said seriously, "because that was the day I met you. Not fan girl you but YOU…you."
Macy smiled at the boy's words.
"And…um…I…we like that Macy." He kept on talking, "the Macy that's always cheerful and always smiling," he looked straight at her eyes, "promise me she won't go anywhere."
Macy stared back at the songwriter's eyes. "Don't worry Nicky," she said giving a small smile, "as long as you guys are around, she won't go anywhere."
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The group had managed to get home in one piece.
"So…many….girls…." Joe mumbled staring into space, "no….mercy…
"Stop being a baby!" Frankie mumbled from the table.
"Whoa! Little man, what are you so grumpy about?" Joe asked walking over to his little brother.
"I don't wanna talk about it." The youngest Lucas said and left for the living room.
"You guys have to excuse him," Mrs. Lucas said, "he's really upset about his team losing the game."
"I…I could talk to him…" Macy said, "I mean, I know the feeling, I've lost a few games."
"Oh honey, I'm sure he'd love it if you talked to him," Mrs. Lucas leaned in and whispered in Macy's ear, "he thinks you're cooler than his brothers!"
"We heard that!"
Macy smiled and went and followed Frankie to the living room.
"Hey…" she said sitting down on the sofa.
"Hey…" the boy replied.
There was a moment of silence until…
"IT"S NOT FAIR!"
Macy looked at the boy, "What's not fair?"
"Everything!" he exclaimed, "us losing the game and…and…HIM!"
"who's him?" Macy asked in confusion.
"God!" Frankie whispered bitterly, "mom said all we had to do was pray and God will help us win!"
Macy sat there listening to the boy rant.
"But He didn't help us win the game! He didn't do anything!" Frankie sighed angrily.
Macy sighed sadly, "you were hoping for a miracle…" she whispered to herself.
She turned to the boy with a smile, "hey, you want to hear a story?"
"No."
"Come on! It'll be good."
Another sigh, "Fine"
"Ok!" Macy said sitting closer to Frankie.
A huge storm attacked a whole neighborhood. The rain was pouring heavily, the wing was blowing hard, and the flood, oh the flood was so deep it reached to the people's ankles!
An old man was standing next to his house praying. Suddenly a truck came by.
"Get in!" The driver said, "we'll take you somewhere safe!"
But the man refused, "no. I have faith in my Lord. He will save me!"
So the truck drove off, leaving the man behind.
The storm got worst and the flood got so deep people had to swim to get to places.
The man continued to pray. Then a boat went by.
"Get in," said the sailor, "we'll take you somewhere safe!"
But the man refused , "no. I have faith in my Lord. He will save me!"
So the boat sailed away leaving the man behind.
The storm got really, really, really worst and the flood was so deep it reached to the roof of the houses!!!
The old man climbed on top of his roof and continued to pray.
Suddenly a helicopter flew by!
"Get in!" The driver said, "We'll take you somewhere safe!"
But the man refused, "no. I have faith in my Lord. He will save me!"
And with that the helicopter flew off leaving the man behind.
A few minutes later the man could not hold on any more and he drowned.
And died.
As soon as he got in heaven he marched straight to the Lord.
"You!!!" he exclaimed angrily, "You said that all we had to do was to believe! That all we had to do was pray and you'll be there for us!!! But you weren't there for me! I prayed for you to save me from that flood! But you didn't! You didn't do anything!"
"I'm sorry," the Lord said placing a hand on the man's head, "It seems that you didn't get the truck, the boat and the helicopter I sent for you."
"The end" Macy finished with a smile. She looked around and was surprised to see that the other's had been listening.
"Wow!" Kevin exclaimed, "Tell another one!"
Macy giggled.
"I know what you're trying to tell me." Frankie said, "and I got it. I'm sorry for what I said about God and for acting like an idiot."
"Apology accepted honey," Mrs. Lucas said hugging her son. She turned and smiled at Macy who was in the middle of telling Stella and the other Lucas boys another story.
Thank you
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Macy sat languidly on the sofa, everyone else had decided to leave her alone for a while, and she was strumming a few chords on her guitar.
So far the day had gone great. Everyone was being so nice to her.
But still.
She still can't manage to get rid of the pang she feels in her chest every time she looks around and realizes that this wasn't her own house. That she can never go back in her own home and look at it without thinking about death.
She still cannot get the images of her family's corpse out of her head.
She whishes she could just forget.
But Macy knows she'll always remember.
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"It was already 11pm. And while some people are already on their beds. Alice along with her friends and co- workers are still working on the case to bring justice for the Misa family.
"Guest who's awesome!" Louie Smith, 25 years old asks walking next to Alice.
The girl shrugs, "I don't know, Michael Jackson?"
Louie rolls his eyes, "funny!" he holds up a piece of paper, "I'm talking about me, the guy who found a match in the prints we took from the crime scene."
"Good boy!" Alice smiles taking the paper from Louie.
"AFIS says that the prints belongs to a woman named Meagan Stewart."
Louie nodded.
The picture of an old woman stared back at them.
"I think it's time to give grandma a talk."
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A/N: ummm I think Frankie might seem OOC. Sorry 'bout that.
Anyways, hope you liked this chapter.
