Hi guys! I'm sorry I haven't updated this is a while. I know how annoying it is that I'm inconsistent with my post dates; I get really annoyed with myself when I do this, but it's such a hard (bad) habit to break. Please forgive me.

This chapter is going to be really interesting...in a funny way? Maybe? I don't know.

Most of y'all have boobs and nipples right? You shouldn't be bothered by what I describe later on in the chapter, then.

Enjoy!

When I wake up in the dirty ass bed in this dirty ass motel room that smells like cheese, I see Maya sitting up beside me with her laptop. I turn around and see her looking for a better, cleaner, and less smelly place for the both of us to stay for a few days.

Agents Dobbs and Hannigan think it would be best for Maya and me to lay low after what happened at the rest stop yesterday. I agree that laying low would be the best thing for our safety right now, but a part of me wants to find out who those guys are and how they knew Maya and I weren't dead.

"What are you looking at?" I ask.

Maya glances at me. "I'm looking for a nicer place to stay but all I can find in this area are bed and breakfasts. As nice as they look on the website, I'm still not sure about staying in somebody else's house for a few days. That's just weird to me."

"If we need to stay in a clean bed and breakfast to avoid another motel like this, then I don't really care. I just want to get out of here. I think this place is haunted," I say.

Maya laughs at that last part. "I'm not gonna lie when I tell you that I agree." She looks at her screen and turns to me. "How does this place sound?"

I look at the bed and breakfast website she has pulled up on her laptop. The family in the pictures look friendly and their house looks clean. Not to mention that the food looks amazing. I think we may have found the place we're going to stay at.

"Lets bail."

Maya and I changed out of our pajamas and quickly left that horribly gross motel. I drove for the next five miles to the bed and breakfast. Maya called the hostess of the B&B on the way there, and she sounded excited to have customers stay at her and her husband's house. The only thing that kind of worried us was that they have two kids. A teenage girl and a slightly older boy.

But anything is better than that sloppy motel.

I pull into the driveway of the bed and breakfast. The house is pretty big, so hopefully Maya and I can have some privacy. I turn the car off and get out to get our luggage out of the back. We make our way up to the front door and ring the doorbell.

"I've never seen a house this big," Maya comments, "It looks nice."

"Yea. But who knows what it's like on the inside. That motel looked nice from the outside," I say.

"Will you shut up about the damn motel already? We left. We don't have to stay there anymore. It was gross. Probably one of the grossest places we've ever stayed."

"Yea but-"

"I don't want to hear about the motel for the rest of our new lives. Got it?" She interrupts. I give her an appalled look. I was just taken by surprise. She smirks at me, and the front door opens.

"Hello! You must be Maya and Lucas Walker! It's so nice to meet you! My name is Claire Hamby. I am the co-owner along with my husband, Andrew," The woman, named to be Claire, shakes mine and Maya's hands along with her husband, Andrew.

Claire walks over to a couple. I guess they're staying here too. I'm not too sure why they'd be waiting down stairs to meet us. It's confusing, but it's a nice gesture? I guess? The man is pretty tall. He's about 6'4" compared to my 5'11". He looks like he needs to turn sideways to walk through the front door. If he didn't have a kind smile on his face right now, I would think that this guy could kill me if he wanted to. His gigantic arm is wrapped around the waist of his petite wife? I'm guessing. She's about 5'3", which is a huge height difference for the couple. She's coddling a baby. The baby is asleep in her bony arms. This girl doesn't even look old enough to have a child.

"Lucas, Maya. This is my son, Luke," It is at this point that Claire looks at the both of us and laughs for almost having the same name. "And this is his wife, Elizabeth. And their precious son, Sebastian."

"Nice to meet you," Maya and I greet the couple. They shake our hands and talk with us a little bit before Claire walks over to the staircase, where another girl is standing. This must be her teenage daughter.

"This is my daughter, Matilda," Claire says, but in a way that makes her seem kind of embarrassed.

Matilda is about 5'8". She has tattoos that cover her arms. The side of her head is shaved. Her eye make up makes it look like she doesn't even have eyes. Her face jewelry makes her face shine. Ironically, she's wearing a sundress. And this sundress has puppies all over it. It kind of juxtaposes with her hair and make up, but as long as she's comfortable. It's not my place to judge.

"Nice to meet you, Matilda," Maya says and goes to shake Matilda's hand.

What happened, though, took the both of us by surprise. Matilda quickly grabs Maya's hand and smells it. Maya's eyes widen, and she looks at me. Matilda continues to fondle Maya's hands.

"You have gorgeous hands, Maya," Matilda says.

Maya, still uncomfortable, says, "Uh...thanks?"

Claire lightly pulls Matilda away from Maya's hands. Matilda turns around and hisses at her mother and walks back up stairs.

"Sorry about that," Claire apologizes. "She's going through a phase. I'm sure it-"

"It's not a phase mom! This is who Gardevoir wants me to be! You can be so stupid!" Matilda yells from the top of the staircase before storming away.

"Gardevoir?" Maya asks.

Luke explains the whole thing to us. "Gardevoir is a pokemon that Matilda is obsessed with. She claims that Gardevoir is her lord and savior. Mom tries to take her to different churches, but Matilda just gets angry. Me and dad accepted it a long time ago, but mom is still having a hard time with it," He nods his head after he explains. "I'm sorry if that is uncomfortable weird."

Maya and I look at each other. "What?" Maya says. "No. We've all experimented with that kind of stuff..."

Luke smiles at us, and his baby starts crying. He turns around to look at Elizabeth, who is obviously exhausted. He gently grabs the baby boy from Elizabeth's arms. He kisses her on the forehead and whispers, "I've got this, babe."

Elizabeth smiles and walks over to Maya and me. "I'm sorry that I'm not properly awake right now. I am running off a few hours of sleep. Luke is too, but he's better at staying awake than I am."

"Don't worry about it. It's understandable when you have a newborn," Maya says.

"Yea. That's true. Thank you for understanding. Not a lot of people do. They give me criticism for getting married and pregnant at a young age, " She replies.

Maya smiles and says, "Uh...How? How old are you?"

"Oh. I'm only 19."

"Wow! How old is Luke?"

"26."

"What?" I begin to yell before Maya stomps on my foot. I wanted to scream in pain, but I knew that was her cue to get me to shut up. I didn't say anything else. I was just shocked by the age difference.

"You did start young, but you and Luke seem very happy together," Maya tells Elizabeth, who just smiles back.

"I know that a seven year age gap is pretty big now, but Luke is such a gentleman. He is very sweet and loving. People just don't know how much we love each other. And it's not like we were together when I was 15 or something. I am happy," Elizabeth tells us.

She's actually very mature for her age. I know when Maya was 19, she wasn't mature enough to hear about marriage or a family from me. Elizabeth already has her own family already. But it's whatever, I'm not bitter.

Maya and I stay put in our own room for most of the day. We don't really talk, but I know that Maya needs to talk about something. I can tell by the look on her face. I'm about to ask her about whatever is on her mind, but Claire knocks on the door.

"Dinner's ready!" She tells us with a smile.

"Thank you, Mrs. Hamby," Maya says and gets up off the bed. I follow her downstairs into the dining room, where a huge dinner is prepared. Everything looks amazing. Everything smells amazing. It's nice to have this instead of take out food.

Maya and I sit beside each other at one end of the table. We are across from Luke and Elizabeth, who are both playing with their son. They look like a nice little family. I can imagine having a family like that with Maya. I have ever since we moved in together. Maybe even before we moved in together. It would be fulfilling to have a family like that with Maya.

Matilda runs downstairs with a large white cape on. She prances over to the seat beside me and sits on her feet. I'm not gonna lie when I say that I was very creeped out by Matilda, but it just took me by surprise honestly. I can roll with whatever.

"I hope y'all are hungry!" Claire says. She sits across the table from her husband, Andrew. They say their own prayers at the table before digging in. Maya and I begin to eat too. Of course, being in a stranger's house and eating their food and using their utensils is uncomfortable. I can practically breathe in the awkward air that Maya is breathing as she eats. And I wouldn't be surprised if she says the same thing.

"So," Claire begins, "Where are you two from? And where are you two headed?"

Maya finishes chewing her food and wipes her mouth before answering. "We're from Wilmington, North Carolina. And we are moving to Los Angeles because we both got relocated by our departments in the police force."

"Oh. That's interesting. North Carolina is a lovely place. That's where Luke was born. Andrew and I went to the beach there, and Luke couldn't wait any longer to be born. I guess it was the fresh North Carolina air," Claire says with a laugh.

"Oh yea. It's a very clean feeling when you're over there," Maya says.

I give her a surprised look. How would she know? She's lived in New York since forever. She's never even been to North Carolina. Maya looks at me and shrugs. I knew she was just guessing.

"It really is," Claire says. I look at Andrew who is nodding in agreement. I've never been to North Carolina either, but I guess we're pretty on point about it so far. I have to make a mental note: clean air.

"Hey, mom. Tell them where I was born," Matilda speaks up.

"I will not," Claire responds.

"Dad? Will you tell them?" Matilda asks.

Andrew sets his fork down and wipes his mouth. He hesitates, so I know this is going to be a little bit weird. He moves around in his seat for a minutes before he faces us and finally sits still.

"Matilda claims that she was born from the seed of a penguin, but Gardevoir wanted her to-" He clears his throat. "Umm...Gardevoir wanted her to be human to save an entire colony of ant eaters." He leans over to us and lowers his voice. "But she was really born in Ohio."

Maya and I nod. I just keep telling myself in my head that "It's better than the motel. It's better than the motel. It's better than the motel."

The awkward silence after that statement is broken when Luke and Elizabeth's newborn son begins to cry. Luke stands up to pick him up from his crib, and when he returns he sits down.

"He's hungry, mommy," Luke says.

"Aww," Elizabeth replies. She pulls the shoulder of her loose shirt down far enough to reveal her breast. I can't help but stare. I've never seen anybody breast feed before. Luke holds the baby's head long enough for the baby's lips to latch onto her nipple.

"There you go, buddy," Luke says. Thankfully, for me, he covers the baby's head and Elizabeth's breast up with a blanket.

"Thank you for this dinner Mr. and Mrs. Hamby. And thank you for letting Lucas and me stay here for the next few days. Boy am I stuffed. Lucas? You?" Maya asks me.

"Um...yes! I am very full. The dinner was lovely Mrs. Hamby. Maya and I are beat. We're probably just gonna look over a few expenses for our new house and go to bed. Thank you all," I say.

Maya drags me upstairs to our room and locks the door behind her when she shoves me inside.

"What the hell, Lucas?" She asks.

"What do you mean?"

"You are a sick person. Breast feeding is supposed to be a beautiful, natural thing. And you were sitting there drooling over a girl who is way too young for you and is married! Honestly. It was uncomfortable watching you watch her pull her breast out to feed her newborn baby!" Maya fusses at me.

"Maya! I wasn't drooling over her. I was staring because I've never seen anybody breast feed before. I was curious!" I defend.

"Sure. You've heard of curiosity killed the cat, right?" She asks.

"Yea."

"Well you are the cat. And I will be the curiosity if you ever do that again. You hear me?" She asks. I hold my hands up in defense.

"Fine, mom," I mumble.

"What was that?" She asks.

"Nothing! Goodnight."

Okay! I know this chapter is a little bit shorter. I do want to talk about the character Matilda real quick. Matilda is not supposed to represent anybody. I know that the stuff that I wrote down to describe her can be taken offensively, but trust me when I say that Matilda is a character that is a cluster of people that I know in real life. Like, I actually know someone who worships Gardevoir. Which, that's okay, I don't have a problem with it. It just kind of took me by surprise. But Matilda will be a character that all of you will come to love. You'll see why.

Hope y'all liked it.

Love y'all!