Coup De Foudre ➵ Allison Argent (1)

Two

Olivia's POV:

Mom👩‍👧

first day and they're already giving me stacks and stacks of paperwork to file through so I'll be coming home late tonight :( there should be money in the jar so order a pizza. love u!❤️❤️❤️
{4:30 p.m.}

"Great," I mumble and start walking home.

I'm gonna be honest, I had no idea where I was going. I knew I should've been paying attention instead of stuffing my face with pancakes and bacon.

Somehow I must have taken a wrong turn because next thing I knew, it was already dark and I was walking in a whole completely different neighborhood.

I can't just go around door to door and ask for directions, they'll probably think I'll jump them or something.

A car from a distance pulls over next to a house with police tape surrounded by it. A girl gets out of the car and reaches to grab the bag from her backseat.

I squint and realize it was Allison.

It shouldn't be weird to randomly come up and ask for a ride. I'm pretty sure it's comfortable enough to ask for a favor, right?

I was about to call out her name but she cautiously looked around before stepping inside the house.

Did she not see the police tape? Eh, who cares, maybe she can drop me off after she's done doing whatever she's doing.

I sneakily follow behind her and look around the pitch-black house, seeing it was a bit messy. I pull out my phone, attempting to turn on the flashlight but instead, showed that it had a low battery.

Stupid Harry Potter game.

I shove it back inside my pocket and cautiously walk further inside, still leaving the door wide open.

As I walk further inside, I feel something crack in the bottom of my shoe as I took another step. I lift my foot up, seeing a pile of glass shards that most likely someone had broke before.

I looked around the room, realizing that now I was in the dining room.

What the hell could be the reason Allison be in here for?

"Allison?" I quietly call out.

I hear a hiss nearby, causing my blood to run cold. I cautiously reach down to grab the fire stick that was nearby the fireplace.

I hold the stick close to me, preparing if someone else was in here. "I-I've seen Kung Fu Panda a couple of times so don't even try to fight me." I gulp, looking around the house and seeing nothing was there.

As soon as I turn around, I feel someone wrap their arm around my neck, pressing a blade against my throat.

"Agh," I grunt, trying to fight their hold on my neck.

"Oh shit." They release their hold and I take a couple of steps forward, turning to face who tried to attack me.

My eyes widen, seeing it was Allison holding a mini kitchen knife in her hand.

"What the hell? You almost killed me!" I raise my voice but she shushes me.

"What are you doing here?"

"I got lost trying to walk home and I saw you pull up with your car in the front. I was gonna ask you for a ride." I explain and pat my stomach. "I still haven't eaten anything since lunch."

I hear something thump from below, causing Allison's eyes to widen. "This is definitely bad timing." She says, attempting to push me away. "You shouldn't be here, you have to go."