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Evan once again is stirred awake to the distant, rhythmic hum of the vacuum cleaner, its droning sound weaving into his dreams before pulling him fully into consciousness. Blinking against the soft morning light filtering through his blinds, he stretched, muscles loosening as he rolled onto his side. The red digits of the clock on his nightstand glowed
10:00 AM.
He exhaled, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
Flight's not until three. I've got time.
A ripple of excitement coursed through him, sharp and eager, pushing aside the lingering grogginess. The thought of his trip sent a thrill through his chest, a fluttering anticipation that made it impossible to stay still.
Rolling out of bed, he padded toward the restroom, the cool tile sending a chill up his legs as he splashed water on his face. The stark clarity of the mirror reflected back tousled hair and sleepy eyes, but underneath, there was something else. An almost boyish exhilaration, a rare lightness that had been missing for weeks.
After brushing his teeth and shaking off the last traces of sleep, Evan dove into the task of packing. His suitcase lay open on the bed, half-full with neatly folded clothes, the scent of fresh laundry mingling in the air. As he smoothed a crisp shirt into place, a sharp knock knock cut through the quiet.
"Come in," he called, glancing toward the door.
It swung open, revealing his mom, balancing a plate of steaming food in her hands. The warmth of scrambled eggs and buttered toast wafted into the room, and for a moment, everything else, the stress, the worry, melted away.
"Hey, honey! Brought you some breakfast," she said, her gaze sweeping across the room before her eyes widened in mock astonishment. "Wow, your room looks great! Haven't seen it this clean in ages!"
Evan chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah, thanks."
He took the plate from her, the heat seeping into his fingertips, grounding him in the present. The first bite of eggs was rich and familiar, a nostalgic comfort that made him momentarily forget about everything outside of this moment. Including the weight of his brother's condition, pressing at the back of his mind.
His mom's eyes landed on the open suitcase, lighting up with excitement. "Ooh, you decided to go! I'm so happy! You deserve this! What made you change your mind?"
A rush of last night's conversation with Kyra flickered through his mind. The teasing, the laughter, the undeniable pull between them. But some things were best kept to himself. He grinned, shrugging. "Oh, it's what you said. A little relaxation wouldn't hurt."
His mom's expression softened, her joy evident. "Well, I hope you both enjoy yourselves! Make sure to take lots of pictures."
"Definitely will! Thanks for the food, Mom."
As he settled in to eat, the simple act filled more than just his stomach. It brought a quiet kind of peace. Still, he couldn't resist the urge to check his phone. His fingers danced across the screen as he shot off a text.
-Good morning,beautiful!
The response was almost immediate.
-Good morning, handsome. Hope you slept well last night.
A smile tugged at his lips.
-I did! I'm so excited to see you today.
-What time is your flight again?
-Around 3.
-Okay, great! That leaves me some time to prepare. Can't wait! She responded.
He leaned back against the headboard, the anticipation bubbling higher.
-I'm going to finish packing up now. I'll text you when I'm on the plane.
-Okaaaay!
He could practically hear the playful excitement in her voice.
The next hour blurred in a mix of packing, checking, and double-checking. Before he knew it, the clock read 1:30 PM. His stomach twisted. Not with nerves, but with the sudden realization of time slipping away.
Shit.
Grabbing his bags, he hurried downstairs, juggling them like a one-man circus act. "Hey, Mom! It's a quarter till two; I think it's about time to leave!"
"Okay, honey! Be right there! Did you bring your toothbrush?" her voice called from the kitchen.
Evan exhaled, "Yes!". Shaking his head with a smile. No matter how old he got, his mom always made sure he was set before leaving.
They climbed into the truck, and as he started the engine, the familiar chords of The Outfield's "Your Love" drifted from the radio. The nostalgic tune settled over him, adding another layer of warmth to the excitement simmering just beneath his skin.
The drive passed in a blur of conversation and last-minute reminders from his mom. Once at the airport, Evan pulled his luggage from the trunk, hugging his mom and nephew goodbye. Their smiles, their unwavering support, it all hit him in a way he didn't expect.
"Have fun, alright?" his mom murmured, giving his arm a squeeze.
"I will, Call me if you get any news about Donovan."
And you, Evan turned to essiya with a grin. "Take care of my mom, little man."
"She's in good hands, big boy." he said, flexing his arms.
With that, he turned toward the airport, stepping forward into what felt like the beginning of something bigger than just a trip.
Inside, he arrived an hour early, giving himself time to grab a bite to eat. The scent of freshly baked bread led him straight to a Subway, where he ordered an Italian sub, the crisp bite of lettuce and tang of vinegar waking up his senses.
As he settled into a small table, his eyes flickered across the crowd. Business travelers, families, and people are coming and going. But then, something familiar caught his eye. A woman cradled a small bundle in her arms.
He blinked. "No way, is that Karen?" he said as he walked over.
"Hey, funny seeing you here," he called, walking over with a smile breaking across his face.
Karen looked up, surprise flickering before recognition dawned. "Evan?"
Her lips curled into a grin as she shifted the baby slightly in her arms, the tiny thing swaddled in softness, a teddy bear hat flopping slightly to one side with a hint of white bandages peaking through the bottom.
"Wow, already in need of legal help? What did you do?" she teased, a playful glint in her eyes.
Evan chuckled, shaking his head. "Hahaha, I'm actually on the run to Ohio."
"What?!?!" Her eyes widened. "No way, me too!"
"That's wild," he replied, mirroring her amusement.
"We're heading back home after visiting family. Little Kevin's bouncing off the walls to see his daddy," she said, glancing down at the baby, her features softening. "He had to stay behind for work."
"What a coincidence. I'm off to visit my girlfriend," Evan interjected. "So, how's little Kevin doing?"
"He's thriving. Thanks for asking! I can't thank you enough for all your help."
"It was no problem at all," he assured her. "Just wanted to pop in and say hi. Enjoy your meal! See you at the terminal."
Before he left, she leaned in slightly. "Oh, before you go, here's my number. I know you have my card, but that's my business number. I'm not in the office on weekends. Again, if you or anyone you know is ever in need of legal assistance, just give me a call."
They exchanged numbers before Evan returned to his half-eaten sub, the moment leaving a pleasant warmth in his chest.
After finishing his sub, he walked over to his terminal to find a seat. He looked around to see if he could find karen. He spotted her giving her a friendly wave.
Soon, the intercom chimed, announcing boarding. He shot a text to Kyra.
Heading On the plane, babe. I'll see you in a couple of hours.
I can't waaaaait! Safe travels, love!
After boarding the plane.
As the plane lifted off, Evan leaned against the window, watching the ground shrink beneath him. Excitement and worry wove together in his chest. Anticipation for Kyra. And the unease for his brother.
They should be calling with news today or tomorrow.
Slipping on his earbuds, he activated airplane mode and reclined his head against the seat. The soothing melodies of 'Calling On Angels' by 'Train' enveloped him, and before long, his eyelids grow heavy, leading him into a deep slumber.
Minutes later, a gentle nudge pulls him from his dreams. "Sir, sir," a voice calls softly from the aisle.
He blinked awake, turning to see a flight attendant smiling down at him. "Sorry to wake you. Would you like some peanuts and a soda?"
"Oh, yes, please. Thank you!"
"We should be arriving in Columbus, Ohio, in the next 50 minutes." The pilot's voice booms over the intercom, filling the cabin with anticipation.
After enjoying his snacks and making a quick trip to the restroom, he returned to his seat, the soothing rhythm of the flight lulling him back into sleep.
As the plane descended, the rhythmic vibrations jolted Evan from his slumber. The captain's voice echoed through the cabin,
"We have arrived in Columbus. I hope everyone enjoyed their flight."
A wave of applause filled the air, and with a renewed sense of excitement, Evan retrieved his luggage and joined the line to disembark.
Once off the plane, he navigated through the bustling airport, his eyes scanning the crowd in search of Kyra. Pulling out his phone, he dialed her number, but just as the phone began to ring, a familiar melody caught his attention from behind him.
Turning around, he was greeted by Kyra's radiant smile, and before he could utter a word, she enveloped him in her arms, pulling him into a passionate kiss. He savored the moment, tasting the sweetness of her cherry lip gloss and inhaling the intoxicating scent of her perfume, feeling the softness of her lips against his.
"I've waited for this for so long," Evan murmured, breathless, his heart racing at the connection they shared.
"Me too, baby. I'm so glad you're here," she replied, her eyes sparkling, and he felt his worries melt away, replaced by a sense of belonging.
At her car, he loaded his bags into the trunk, then walked around to the driver's side, only to find her already settled in.
"Ah, ah, ah! I'm driving. You're going to do nothing but relax," she teased, her laughter infectious, and he couldn't help but chuckle at her playful spirit.
Chuckling, he slid into the passenger seat.
"You hungry, my little passenger prince?" she asked with a playful giggle.
"Not really, I had a bite before the flight," he replied.
"Straight home it is then," she decided, and as they drove.
They exchanged stories and laughter, stealing kisses at each red light, the anticipation between them building with every fleeting moment.
Upon arriving at her house, they both emerged, grabbing his bags and indulging in another kiss, unable to resist each other's magnetic pull. Stepping inside, the sweet scent of candles wrapped around him, creating a cozy ambiance. "Make yourself at home, love," Kyra beckoned. "Let's take your things upstairs."
Once upstairs, Evan began to unpack while Kyra asked, "Would you like some wine to unwind?"
"Oh yes, please, that sounds amazing," he replied, feeling his heart rate slow as the atmosphere shifted from excitement to relaxation.
"Red or white?"
"Hmm, let's go with white," he decided, the thought of sharing a quiet evening with her warming his heart.
"Say less," she said, turning on the speaker to fill the air with music as she headed back downstairs.
When she returned with a bottle and glasses, they clinked their glasses and shared laughter, the atmosphere thick with unspoken desire.
"So, have you heard anything about Donovan's condition?" she inquired, her voice shifting to a more serious tone, and he felt a weight settle between them.
"No, not yet. They said either by today or tomorrow, but it's getting late, so most likely tomorrow," he replied, concern creeping into his tone.
"I see. And how's Essiya?" she asked.
"He's good, Got some stitches, but he's doing just fine. Other than being worried about his dad, as we all are..." Then Evan chuckled. "But when I showed him a picture of you, he asked if you had a little sister."
"Hahaha, oh my God, I like him already," she giggled, their laughter mingling with the soft melodies in the background, creating a comforting cocoon around them.
"So, anything new with you?" Evan asked.
"Not really... oh, I got new neighbors," Kyra replied, a hint of uncertainty lacing her voice.
"Really? Have you met them yet?" Evan leaned in, curiosity piqued.
"Yeah," she said, a hesitance creeping into her tone that made him raise an eyebrow.
"Um... are they nice?" he probed, sensing something off.
"I- I think so. But honestly, they're kind of weird.
"How so?"
"Well, for one, the guy says he's married, but I've never seen his wife... and when I introduced myself, he asked me for my middle and last name... like, what the fuck? Then, every time I ask him for his name, he just changes the subject... Just, weird. Also, he's a bit intrusive. He asks the strangest questions sometimes.
"Like what?" Evan asks
"Like... well, just the other day, he asked me what I think about secret government operations. Like, what does that even mean dude? And then after that, he asked if he could camp in my backyard because the view of the sky is so clear and beautiful at night in my backyard... like, you're literally less than a mile away from me dude, what are you talking about? You camp in your own fuckin' backyard bozo!."
"What the fuck?" Evan said puzzled. His protective instincts starting to bubble up.
Kyra continued, "And then he wanted to know how I would react if I woke up one day and everything around me had changed. I mean, who even thinks of shit like that?"
Evan's curiosity deepened, piecing together the oddity of her neighbor's inquiries. "That's definitely... peculiar," he said, trying to keep his expression neutral, but feeling a knot tighten in his stomach. "What else has he asked?"
"Well, he once mentioned something about how it must feel to be in a place where things happen that no one else notices. And he kept asking if I ever felt like I was missing out on something big happening right under my nose. It's just... unsettling, you know?"
"Yeah, that does sound off. Has he ever tried anything with you?" Evan asked, an uneasy feeling settling in his gut. "Do you need me to confront him?"
"No, it's not like that. At least I don't think so. Im not sure, I guess."
"Well, either way, you should be careful around him."
"Yeah," she agreed, her expression serious. "I'll definitely keep my distance. But it's hard not to feel like he's watching me..."
Evans voice deepened. "I don't like he's making you feel uncomfortable, especially if im not here to protect you. Tomorrow, I'll head down and pay him a visit."
"Oh no, babe. I don't want to start any beef with him. I'll just ignore him." she says anxiously.
"It doesn't have to be like that, i'm not gonna start a fight with him. We can just bring him a cake or something. Saying that you're here to introduce me. Just so that he knows there's another man in the house."
"Yea, okay. That sounds reasonable.. Oh, speaking about bringing cake, I guess one somewhat normal thing he did was give me a plate of cookies out of nowhere once, which was unexpected.'
"D..did you eat them?"
"Hell no, I'm not trying to be roofied," Kyra responded with a chuckle
"Haha, good, we'll talk with him tomorrow. And I'll try to get a feel for him. Man to Man."
As the evening deepened, and the conversation lightened, the room bathed in a gentle glow, the atmosphere became unreservedly carefree. The music transitioned to "All Night Long" by the Mary Jane Girls, infusing the space with a sensuous rhythm.
Their gazes intertwined, an invisible magnetism pulling them towards each other until their lips met, igniting a spark of fervor. The taste of her was a heady elixir, their tongues performing an exquisite dance as their hands embarked on a voyage, discovering the alluring landscapes of each other's forms.
"I've wanted you for so long," Evan murmured softly against her lips, his voice a vortex of desire.
Rising together, they began to peel away the layers of each other's clothes, yet midway, she halted, an enchanting playfulness lighting up her eyes. "Hold on, I have a surprise for you," she teased.
She gracefully exited the room, leaving him in an electrified state of anticipation. Soon, she returned, adorned in a diaphanous ensemble that hugged her curves with artful precision, showcasing her elegant allure.
Unable to restrain himself, Evan hoisted her up effortlessly, laying her softly upon the bed. He began at her delicate collarbone, his lips tracing a path of tender kisses descending to the crest of her breasts. His fingers skillfully displaced the flimsy garment, feasting on the supple peaks, drawing soft exhalations from her lips as her legs entwined around him, pulling him even closer.
His kisses ventured southward, savoring each moment. As he shifted the fabric aside, he delved into her essence, luxuriating in the sweetness of her being.
Her whispers of pleasure resonated throughout the room, fingers weaving into the strands of his hair, urging him onward, expressing how exquisite it felt. A gentle yet insistent finger joined the exploration, while his lips and tongue worked in a passionate concert, eliciting an uninhibited response as she teetered on the brink of ecstasy.
Every flick of his tongue and fervent motion of his fingers drew cries from her, her body quivering with delight. Yet he persisted, intent on fully unraveling her senses, until her body convulsed in euphoric release, begging him to relent.
With a gentle flip, he positioned her invitingly, and soon, he was intimately within her warmth. The sensation was nearly overwhelming; he felt the thrill build as her warmth enveloped him.
Every thrust created a symphony of connection, their mutual hunger echoed through the air. His movements quickened, evoking gasps from her, each sound escalating their shared fervor.
With every ardent motion, he sensed his proximity to the climax, and as he withdrew, he spilled pure bliss across her soft skin. Instinctively, she descended to her knees, fulfilling her promise with undeterred devotion, savoring every last drop as she returned the pleasure he had bestowed upon her with equal fervor.
Evan lay entwined with Kyra amidst the soft cocoon of their bed, the warmth of her body creating a sanctuary of comfort and intimacy.
He gently combed his fingers through her hair, each stroke a tender reminder of the remarkable night they had shared, a memory etched in electric whispers and soft laughter. As they floated on the edge of sleep, reality felt supple and serene, a perfect symmetry enveloping them.
Then, suddenly-
WHOOSH
Followed by an ear-splitting roar and the sound of shattering earth. Light exploded into the room with a ferocity that banished shadows with a single sweep.
"What the fuck?!" Their synchronized shout broke the fragile silence, hearts jump-started by an adrenaline surge that pulled them back from the brink of slumber.
Springing from their bed, they raced to the window, drawn by an inexplicable magnetic force. The view outside was impossible. A vast crater scar cut brutally across Kyra's backyard, glowing with a pulsating luminescence that seemed to sing with otherworldly energy.
"Was that a meteor?" Kyra's voice wavered between awe and disbelief, her eyes wide and reflective under the throbbing sky.
Evan, his mouth dry with shock, nodded slowly. "I... I think so," he murmured, the unknown pressing cold fingers against his spine.
Frantic, they dressed. Kyra slipped into her robe like a warrior donning armor, Evan hastily pulling on his boxers as they bolted downstairs, urgency in their every step.
"First an earthquake, now this," Evan remarked, his voice a quickened pulse, as he shoved open the back door.
The crater seemed alive, its edges breathing with azure and crimson light, a vibrant tapestry woven by alien veins. As they approached, the air thickened, crackling with anticipation. They exchanged glances, awe-struck and breathless, the night born anew with an unspoken promise of discovery.
Suddenly, a cheery voice fractured the tension. "Howdy, neighbor!"
Kyra jumped, her heart skipping in surprise. "Ah!" she cried, spinning to face the familiar stranger who had become even stranger under the ambient glow.
"Jeez, you scared me!" she laughed nervously, her pulse racing.
"Haha, sorry Kyra!" The neighbor greeted them with a nonchalant wave, yet there was something unsettling about him.
"Is this Evan?" he inquired casually.
Kyra's voice, tinged with suspicion, replied. "Yeah, my boyfriend. How... how'd you know his name?"
"Lucky guess. He looks like an Evan," the neighbor chuckled, the smile on his lips not fully reaching his sunglass covered eyes .
Evan's gaze hardened, instinctively drawing him to protect Kyra. "Nice to meet you too... uh," he offered, nudging for an introduction that never came.
The neighbor ignored him, casting a glance at Evan's bare chest. "Out here in your boxers, huh? It's chilly tonight. You two should go back inside and warm up. Though with those noises you two were makin' I'm not surprised you came out like that." he said with a chuckle
Kyra and evan both looked at each other in shock.
How did he hear us? He lives almost a mile away. You would have to be right next to our house to hear that
"Hey dude, how the hell did you hear-"
"You guys are going to catch a cold if you two Don't go inside." The neighbor interrupted Evan.
"We just wanted a closer look. Never seen anything like this," Kyra interjected, brushing off the odd comment as curiosity lit in her eyes as she stepped forward.
Ignoring Kyra's boldness, the neighbor's voice once again sliced through the air, "I really think you both should go back inside. This looks dangerous. I'll call someone to handle it," an undercurrent of urgency in his tone is now impossible to ignore.
Kyra, unruffled and resolute, lifted her phone. "I'm going to take a picture of this," she declared.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," came the neighbor's voice, suddenly right behind them.
"What in the actual hell, bruh?" Kyra exclaimed, frustration and shock flaring in her voice.
Evan stepped between them, his posture protective, eyes steadied on the unwelcome intruder. "My girl says you've been creeping her out, asking strange questions. How about you start Leaving her the fuck alone and get the fuck off our property." he demanded."I don't know what your problem is, but you don't want me to solve it for you, homie." his voice a low rumble of warning.
The neighbor, unfazed, removed his sunglasses, a shift in demeanor as subtle as an eclipse. "Mr. Pettway," he began, "there is no problem, as long as you both go inside, homie."
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Evan shouted, "And how the fuck do you know my last name?" He shouted unable to contain his anger while pushing down his unease.
The neighbor's calmness only deepened the mystery. "That doesn't concern you. But that meteor does, in fact, concern me."
Kyra placed a gentle hand on Evan's arm. "Let's just go inside," she urged, her voice a soft plea amidst the surreal chaos surrounding them. But Evan stood his ground, muscles rigid, knuckles white and clenched.
Evan shook his head resolutely, his expression taut with defiance. "Nah, Fuck that. This guy's bothering you, and now he wants to act tough?" His voice was charged, a primal instinct pushing him closer to the threat in front of them.
As he stepped forward, the air around the meteor began to throb violently, pulsating like a heartbeat. A beacon that seemed to call to him, an indescribable energy crackling in the space between. It stopped evan dead in his tracks, making him turn from the neighbor, like a moth to a flame, each thrum resonating with an urgency that sent shivers down his spine.
The neighbor, face tight with frustration, glanced at Evan with a hardened gaze. "It's time to go inside, Mr. Pettway." He commanded, a sharp edge to his voice.
Kyra, sensing the mounting tension, felt a wave of anxiety wash over her. "I... I agree," Kyra added, her eyes darting between Evan and the neighbor, her instincts screaming at her to retreat.
As she turned to leave, the neighbor pulled out a phone from his pocket to make a call. Evan stood there, frozen. Not from fear, but from an inexplicable force holding him in his stance.
"Babe, let's go!" Kyra called from the doorway, her voice laced with worry.
"Kyra..." his heart racing, replied. "I can't!" A mixture of confusion and desperation crept into his tone.
"What do you mean?" Kyra replied, panic beginning to filter through her calm façade, her eyes wide as she searched for understanding.
Evan strained, attempting to pull against the force of the meteor, each effort futile against the stronger will holding him. "I... I can't move!" he confessed.
Kyra fell silent, her eyes wide with fear.
The neighbor turned back, frustration etched on his face. "FUCK! I told you to go inside, damn it! M63 has him in it's vortex," he spoke into his phone. "Just stay right there until my team gets here. Whatever you do, do not move closer to the meteor. And don't come any closer kyra!"
"W... what? Evan, what's going on?!" Kyra shouted, ignoring the neighbor her loyalty overpowering fear, dashed to his side, the neighbor lunged to grab her, missing.
But as she reached him, the same invisible tendrils snaked around her, rooting her to the ground.
The neighbor, exasperation tinging his voice, shouted, "I FUCKING TOLD YOU NOT TO MOVE!" His gaze hardened, consequence sinking into every creased expression on his face.
"You know, you should listened to me when i called you Mr. Pettway. You should have kept your ass in Florida," he continued, continuing to address Evan with a strange familiarity. "If you'd done that, this would have been over before you got here. But now, you and your girlfriend are in too deep," he said with a grim certainty that held a promise of dreadful outcomes.
Evan, trapped in confusion and fear, shouted, "What... That was you who called me? ... Who the hell are you?"
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