Chapter Sixty-Six: Cozy Day With Mr. Weirdo 

Piper’s POV

Ding Dong.

The doorbell wakes me up from my beauty sleep.

It's barely past 4 PM and having no real job asides hiding from Orion, being a nasty neighbor to Nelson, and laying my ass about.

“Uh…”

I groan, sprawling my limbs apart. Whoever that is, must be a hater.

Again, it rings.

“Hold on!”

My voice manages to sound audible as I literally scream at the top of my lungs.

Struggling to climb down from bed, I sluggishly draw my feet to the door.

Oddly, the place is empty.

There's no one by the door, and somehow, this gives me chills.

I'm not so free a person to not feel anxious, and even if I were, this isn't a pleasant visit.

As if I suspect Nelson, I look over to his house and he’s not in front of it, nor in his balcony, so I toss him out of the box.

“Who's that?”

My shaky voice calls out.