#Chapter165
OH, SH*T!
Maggie
Did you ever have this crazy-ass dream where your world crashes down on you? Well, it wasn’t a dream, but a freaking nightmare. When I say a nightmare, I mean when the doorbell rang.
We were sleeping when someone rang the doorbell.
Jace came downstairs to answer it, and his eyes widened. /"Uncle Nate and Aunt Pat!/"
They stood there, looking none too happy. Jace behaved as a loving nephew would. He slammed the door on their faces and ran upstairs.
Our door flew open. /"Get up! Your folks are here!/"
I fell out of bed, as did Nash, too, after Jace startled us. Nixon and Kat received the same treatment. They landed on the floor with a thud.
/"Dude, what the hell?/" Nixon asked.
/"Your folks are here, you tool!/"
/"Shit!/"
We hurried and got dressed, then ran downstairs. Nash opened the door to his less than pleased parents.
/"Ma? Dad? What are you doing here?/"