Chapter 134 - Oil Lamp (Beast Den 6) (2/2)

”So wolf spiders can make webs? you can tell from the eyes and the pincers that they are wolf spiders and I remember reading about them not having webs though...” Laz was voicing out his confusion for Vivi.

*Hmm, interesting.*

”What is?”

*Nothing for now, why don't we check out that lamp. And something tells me that pool isn't normal either,* Vivi said, hiding her concern. She had a bad feeling about the smaller spiders that could make webs, but that wasn't something to talk about right now.

Laz nodded his head at her suggestion and started to walk towards the pool. He had felt it too, but she had voiced it first. The thing they both noticed after coming into the square shaped cavern was that it was several degrees warmer than the other one. And the source of that heat seemed to be coming from the pool.

...

Outside a two and a half story white and red house, a lone figure could be seen sitting on the roof outside an opened window. Her silky smooth hair was blowing gently in the warm breeze as she continued to look up at the stars in the sky, seemingly lost in thought. Although creating a surreal picture, one couldn't help but notice the rather icy look on her face, almost as though she bore hatred for the sky itself. Before long, the window on the other side of the roof opened up, revealing a young man who stuck his head out to watch her. Knowing that she wouldn't be at peace unless she said something, she directed her cold gaze towards her brother.

”What?” Leona asked.

”Nuttin. Just wondering what's got your head all messed up?” Reggie asked, not bothering about he seemly cold attitude.

”Does it matter?” She asked back.

”If it didn't, you wouldn't be out here,” Reggie answered back. Although the roof was slanted, it was still flat enough and strong enough that you could sit on it and both of them had done it at various times. It was also a bit dangerous if you fell, but that just added to the isolation it provided. They both knew that when either of them were outside like this, they had something bothering them.

”Heya, it's not that guy Laz, is it?” Reggie asked, already having some ideas based on Leona's personality.

”So what if it is?” Leona shot back.

”Then you got a problem.” Reggie retreated back into his room and made like he was going to close his window.

”Wait...” Leona stopped him.

”Well?”

”My problem is, I don't know who the hell this guy is. He just shows up outta nowhere, acting like he knows everything and boom, we just follow right along. Doesn't that seem wrong to you?” Leona asked, wondering if her little brother had felt the same thing. Reggie didn't respond as first, but leaned against the window sill and looked up.

”You want to know him? Why don't you ask him about himself then? Why make things hard on yourself? And us? So far, he's done everything without expecting something back. You know what that tells me? Either he's hiding something or there is a story there. But you won't know unless you talk to him. I mean, it's not like he's done something horrible to us or anything.” Although Reggie meant something else, Leona couldn't help but turn a bit red when she thought about the late night she had spent with Laz. She wasn't sure if she should be frightened or pissed at him.

”Look, guys are simple, you know? You want to learn more about the guy, ask him out. Great way to get to know someone. Simple and easy. And you get a meal out of the deal. What could be better?” Reggie said, using his own limited experience. Although he had dated a bit, most of the time he remembered the food more than the girl. And almost every time he went out, he wished that he was out with Dee instead. They just hadn't yet taken that step.

”What if he says no?” Leona asked, feeling a bit nervous. No girl liked to be rejected. She would have no problem staring at Laz naked since they had already gone past that point, but she was actually a bit scared to ask him out.

”Well, then that means he has no taste,” Reggie replied, smiling encouragingly to his sister.

”Thank... ”Leona felt a little touched and was going to thank her brother.

”Or he's gay.”

”I mean, that would be his ...”

”Or you're not his type.”

”I guess...”

”Or your just not pretty enough...”

”Really?...”

”Or maybe it's because your boobs are a different size...” Just as Reggie was about to go on, he felt a whoosh and noticed a pen had been lodged into the wood of the window frame right next to his head. It was at this moment he knew he had gone a bit too far.