Piper’s POV
“That monster!”
Unable to take it anymore, or just act cool and figure this out like I've told myself for about an hour, I rush out of my house, charging bitterly towards my neighbor’s.
Perhaps I need to take it out.
With Avery going all out on me, I'm still as livid as a wounded lion, and he has the bear the brunt as well.
“Open your damn door!”
Aggressively banging on the door, I scream at the top of my voice
Just maybe he has fled to safety, and I hope he remains whatever he is.
“Open-”
I seize yelling on the spot, with my hands suspended upward, ready to bang on the door, but it opens, stopping my plans.
“Who are you?”
He asks a bizarre question.
I scoff, holding him at eye gaze.
“So, what now?” My eyes roam all over his features.
He is a bit lanky, and aged… tall, with piercing light brown eyes. Regardless, he's cute, hates him or not.