Who is our father
Author: Veekeey
last update2025-12-31 16:04:32

The knock at the door wasn't friendly. It was too hard. Too quick. Like someone who wasn't used to waiting.

Leo looked through the little hole in the door. He saw a woman. He didn't know her. But her face... it was familiar in a way that made his stomach feel funny.

He opened the door.

For a long time, nobody said anything. The woman just stood in the hallway. Behind him, Chloe got up from the couch. She stood up real slow.

They looked at each other. It was like looking at two different pictures of the same person. One picture was clean and framed. The other was left out in the rain.

The woman had Chloe's mom's eyes. That same look, like she was adding up the cost of everything in the room. But her hair was a big mess of blonde curls. She wore a black leather jacket that was cracked and old.

"You look like her," they both said at the exact same time. The words fell into the apartment and just sat there. It was weird.

"Uh. Come in, I guess," Leo said, because someone had to talk.

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  • We need a plan

    The room was quiet except for Bella’s shaky breathing. She sat wrapped in a blanket on the couch, clutching a mug of tea Chloe had made. Her hands were clean now, but the cuts stood out red and raw. She kept staring at the floor.Maria had been called just in case it was something that needed police attention. “It’s okay,” Chloe said softly, sitting next to her. “You’re safe here. The doors are locked.”“It ripped the metal,” Bella whispered, not looking up. “Like it was paper.”Leo stood by the fireplace, arms crossed. “Did you see anything else? A face? Clothes?”Bella shook her head. “Just a shape. Dark. It moved… wrong. Fast and jerky, like a bug. But big.”Iden hadn’t moved from his spot by the window. He’d been silent since she finished her story. His face was tight.“Iden?” Maria said. She was leaning against the wall, her cop eyes missing nothing. “You know something.”Iden finally turned from the window. He looked at Bella, then at the floor. “I know who did it.”“Who?” Leo

  • it's coming for me

    The name hung in the air between them. Iden felt like the ground had tilted. Liana. She hadn’t changed. Not really. Her smile was the same. It cut through centuries of time and felt like yesterday.She slid off the car hood and threw her arms around him. He stood stiffly, his arms at his sides. “Iden! I found you. After all this time,” she said, her voice full of a bright, familiar music.She pulled back, still holding his shoulders, and went to kiss him. He turned his head sharply. Her lips brushed his cheek.She froze. Her smile faded. “Why do you pull away?” she asked, searching his face. “It has been so long. Ages.”“It has,” he said. His voice was rough. He couldn’t meet her eyes. He looked at the ground, at the car door, anywhere but at her.“It is because of her, isn’t it?” Liana said. Her voice was softer now, probing.“Who?” Iden said, the word too quick.“You tell me. The woman you just left. In the little metal box.” She said it calmly, but her eyes were sharp. “I felt your

  • I'm leaving

    The spare room door closed. Bella stood still in the middle of the floor. She felt numb. The words from the office played in her head. She has to go. A reminder. They didn’t sound angry. That was the worst part. They just sounded true.A knock. Soft. “Bella.” Iden’s voice.She didn’t want to talk. But she opened the door.He looked at her. He didn’t smile. He just walked in and sat on the bed. He patted the spot next to him.She sat. Not too close. They were quiet. The house was quiet too.“You heard,” he said after a while.She nodded.“They are not wrong,” he said. His voice was gentle but the words were not soft.“I know.”“This feeling you have now,” he said, staring at the wall. “If you let it turn to hate for them, it will make you sick inside. That kind of sickness… it calls to bad things. You would be an easy target again.”She nodded again. A tear ran down her face. She wiped it fast. “I don’t hate them. I really don’t. I get it. I wrecked their home. Knowing they’re right ju

  • She has to go

    The office was too quiet. The only sound was the tap of Leo’s fingers on his laptop keyboard. He wasn’t really working. He was just staring at numbers that didn’t mean anything.The door pushed open. Chloe stood there holding two glasses of orange juice. She walked in and set one down on a clear spot on his desk.“Thanks,” Leo muttered. He took a sip but didn’t look up from the screen.Chloe didn’t leave. She just stood there. He could feel her watching him.“Don't you think we should talk,” she said finally.“About what?” He kept his eyes on the laptop.“Come on, Leo. You know about what. About… all of it.”He let out a short breath, almost a laugh, but not a happy one. “You didn’t want to talk before. When I was asking. When it was actually happening. So maybe we just don’t. I'm over it anyways.”“That’s not fair,” she said. Her voice was quiet but tight. “You're not over it. You’re still mad. You’re sitting there all closed up. You haven’t really looked at me in days.”Now he did l

  • we're going to take her

    The car ride was silent at first. Then Mark spoke. His voice was tight, like a wire about to snap.“This is your fault,” he said. He didn’t look at Maria.She stared out the window. “I know.”“No, you don’t know!” he shouted, hitting the steering wheel. “You brought this… this madness into our lives! You chased ghosts and now a ghost has our daughter! What were you thinking?”“I was thinking people were dying!” Maria shot back, turning to him. “I was thinking I could help stop it!”“And did you? Did you stop it? Or did you just make it look at us?”They went back and forth like that. Harsh words in the closed space of the car. Leo, Chloe, and Iden followed in their own car, giving them space. The anger was hot and scared. It filled the car until there was no room to breathe.Then Maria’s phone rang. It was her partner, Ben. His voice was all business. “Maria. We found the car. The one from the school cameras. Abandoned in the old industrial park off Route 9. No sign of the driver. But

  • Who are they

    He was here. In front of her.But he had just picked her up twenty minutes ago.The world tilted. The angry thoughts died. A cold, understanding worse than fear washed over her.The man last night hadn’t been a dream.He had told her they would come for Maya.They hadn’t just come.They had already taken her.The thing that looked like Mark, that smiled like Mark, that Maya would run to… it wasn’t her husband. It was something else. And it had her daughter.“Maria, you’re white as a sheet,” Mark said, reaching for her. “What’s going on? Where’s Maya?”She couldn’t speak. Her mouth was too dry. She looked at the real Mark’s face, full of real confusion and dawning fear.The woman at the desk spoke up, her voice now frightened. “Mr. Ruiz… you already picked her up. We have your signature.”Mark looked at the screen. He saw his own name. His own signature. But it wasn’t his writing. “That’s not me,” he said, his voice hollow. “I was in a meeting across town. I just got here.”He looked a

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