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Sacrifices/ BTR Book 2: a Jhea Fanfic.

Chapter 9: Liv, Liv, Liv, Dom, Dom, Dom..

January 31st, 2025 7:29 PM

The front door clicked shut as Jey watched his ex-wife, Takecia, head to her car. He lingered for a moment, collecting his thoughts, before he turned back into the house. The evening had gone surprisingly well. Despite the complex dynamics of their blended family, there was a comfortable warmth among them tonight. He felt a sense of relief, knowing Takecia trusted him and Rhea to take care of Jaciyah and Jeyce while she got everything sorted in her new apartment.

Rhea, meanwhile, was already back at the table, serving herself yet another slice of yellow cake smothered in chocolate frosting. She looked perfectly content, her eyes lighting up as she cut herself a generous piece.

Jey couldn’t help but smirk as he joined her in the dining room. “So… Jeyce is going through puberty now, huh?” he teased, recalling his son’s earlier, awkward excuse for his freshly braided hair and dressed-up look.

Rhea laughed, covering her mouth as she swallowed a bite of cake. “Oh, that’s all on you and Takecia,” she replied, wagging her fork at him with a playful grin. “I don’t want any part in those conversations.”

Jey shuddered slightly at the thought, still getting used to the idea of Jeyce going through the same teenage years he once did. He leaned over, noticing the half-empty container of chocolate frosting beside Rhea’s plate. He raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eye.

“So, we still have some leftover frosting,” he remarked, casually reaching over and tapping the container.

Rhea arched an eyebrow back at him, her curiosity piqued. “And?”

A sly smile crept across Jey’s face as he leaned closer, his voice dropping to a soft murmur. “I could think of a few ways we could use that frosting.”

Rhea laughed, pushing her chair back just slightly. “Oh, really?” she challenged, giving him a playful, daring look. “Well, you’re going to have to catch me first.”

Before Jey could respond, Rhea was already on her feet, darting toward the stairs. He grabbed the frosting container and chased after her, his laughter echoing through the house as they bolted up the steps. She turned her head just in time to catch his eager grin, her heart pounding with excitement and joy.

As they reached the bedroom, Rhea managed to slip inside first, leaning against the doorframe with a smirk. “You think you’re quick, huh?” she teased, watching as he slowed to a stop, catching his breath.

Jey held up the container of frosting, a playful glint in his eye. “Just wait, babe. You’re not getting away that easily.”

With a laugh, Rhea pulled him inside, her playful gaze meeting his as the door clicked shut behind them. It was moments like this that reminded them both of the deep bond they shared—not just as partners, but as best friends. They were now each other’s safe haven, each other’s joy, and no matter what challenges lay ahead, they knew they could always find comfort in one another.

They just didn’t know what lay ahead..

—

As Jeyce and Jaciyah approached Demi’s house, the two brothers got out of the car, and Jeyce took a deep breath, feeling a mixture of excitement and nerves wash over him.

“I’m nervous,” Jeyce admitted, his voice a little shaky.

Jaciyah chuckled, giving his little brother a reassuring pat on the back. “It’s too late to back out now, bro. You got this.”

Taking a steadying breath, Jeyce walked up to the door and knocked. The door swung open to reveal a tall, muscular man with a biker-like presence—covered in tattoos, with a rugged appearance that immediately commanded respect. He looked from Jeyce to Jaciyah, his brows furrowing.

“I hope you’re not Jeyce,” the man said in a low voice, looking directly at Jaciyah.

Jeyce, sensing the opportunity to make a good impression, stepped forward and cleared his throat. “Hello, Mr. Barkley. My name is Jeyce, and this is my chaperone for tonight, my brother Jaciyah.” He held out his hand with as much confidence as he could muster.

Mr. Barkley’s serious expression softened slightly as he looked down at Jeyce’s outstretched hand. Impressed by the young boy’s manners, he shook it firmly, giving Jeyce an approving nod. “Nice to meet you, Jeyce. Come on in.”

Jeyce and Jaciyah stepped into the house, taking in the cozy surroundings. As they did, Jaciyah’s gaze quickly shifted to the girl standing beside Demi. She had striking red and black hair that cascaded down her shoulders in loose waves, paired with a black V-neck long-sleeve shirt. She wore ripped blue jeans and black and white Nike dunks, exuding an effortlessly cool vibe. Her makeup was subtle yet accentuated her features perfectly.

The girl’s eyes met Jaciyah’s, and a playful grin tugged at her lips as she stepped forward. “Are you Jeyce?” she asked, her voice carrying a hint of amusement.

Jaciyah, momentarily taken aback by her beauty, managed to find his voice. “No… I’m Jaciyah.” He extended his hand, and she took it with a confident shake.

She chuckled softly. “I know, I was just messing with you. I’m Dayanara—Daya, for short. Demi’s older sister, and I’ll be chaperoning tonight too.” Her gaze lingered on him for a moment, her eyes filled with mischief.

Jaciyah felt his heart skip a beat, but he did his best to keep his cool. “Nice to meet you, Daya.”

Demi, watching the interaction, nudged Jeyce with her elbow and whispered, “Looks like your brother’s already smitten.”

Jeyce grinned, whispering back, “He’s not as smooth as he thinks.”

Just then, Mr. Barkley cleared his throat, gathering everyone’s attention. “Alright, you all know the rules. Stay together, behave, and be back here by 9:30 PM sharp. Understand?”

Daya rolled her eyes playfully, clearly used to her dad’s protectiveness. “Yes, Dad, we know. We’ll keep an eye on them.”

Demi chimed in, giving her dad a reassuring smile. “We’ll be good, dad. Promise.”

Mr. Barkley nodded, satisfied. He looked at Jeyce and Jaciyah with a stern but approving gaze. “Take care of my daughters you two..”

Jeyce nodded back, his voice steady. “Yes, sir. Thank you.”

“Most definitely will, thank you.” Jaciyah added.

With the rules set, Daya led the way to her car, a black Chevrolet Malibu. As they walked out, Jaciyah stole another glance at her, marveling at her confidence and beauty.

As they all climbed into the car, Jaciyah couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement bubbling within him. Demi and Jeyce were sitting in the back, sharing quiet, excited whispers, while he and Daya sat up front. Daya looked over at him, raising an eyebrow with a playful smirk.

“You okay there, Jaciyah?” she teased, noticing his lingering gaze.

Jaciyah blushed slightly, clearing his throat. “Yeah… just didn’t expect my night to be this interesting.”

Daya chuckled, giving his arm a gentle squeeze. “Tonight’s just getting started.”

With that, they pulled out of the driveway, the night ahead filled with promise and excitement as each of them anticipated what the evening had in store.

—

Rhea stood up, grabbing her clothes from the floor, and headed toward the bathroom. Jey followed, scooping up his own clothes to change into something comfy. As he bent over to pick up his sweatpants, Rhea smirked and playfully smacked him on the derrière.

"What a dump truck..." she teased, laughing.

Jey straightened, giving her a look of mock disbelief as he rubbed the spot. "Damn, girl. Is this how you feel when I smack your ass?”

"Maybe," Rhea replied with a chuckle, tossing her clothes over her shoulder.

Jey grinned and followed her into the bathroom. They showered together, joking and laughing as the warm water washed over them. Afterward, they both changed into their coziest pajamas: Jey in gray joggers and a tank top, and Rhea in an oversized band tee and shorts.

As they made their way downstairs, Rhea went to the kitchen to make popcorn for their movie night. She had just finished when her phone buzzed on the counter. Seeing Liv's name, she smiled and answered.

"Hey, buttercup," Rhea said, cradling the phone between her shoulder and ear.

"Rheaaaaaaa!" Liv's voice was bright and excited. "What are you doing, my awesome blossom?"

Rhea laughed. "Me and baby daddy are about to watch a movie. What about you?"

Liv groaned. "Me and Dom are about to board a plane to Stamford, but our hotel just canceled on us. They overbooked! Total disaster."

Rhea frowned. "What? That's so annoying. Do you need a place to stay?"

"That's actually why I'm calling," Liv saio sheepishly. "Could we crash at your place for the weekend? We've got a last-minute corporate meeting tomorrow morning."

"Of course! You know you're always welcome," Rhea said without hesitation.

"Really? You're a lifesaver!" Liv exclaimed.

"We'll get in around 2 a.m. Hope that's okay."

"No problem," Rhea assured her. "I'll send you the address and door codes. I'll set up the guest room, so when you get here, just head upstairs. The door will be open."

"Thank you, Rhea. You're the best! I love you Blossom!” Liv said.

"Love you too, Buttercup..” Rhea said before hanging up.

She walked over to the living room, where Jey was lounging on the couch, scrolling through movie options. "Liv and Dom are staying with us this weekend," she said, placing the popcorn on the coffee table and sitting beside him.

Jey raised an eyebrow. "Staying here? When are they getting in?"

"2 a.m. Their hotel canceled on them, so l told them they could crash here."

Jey chuckled, shaking his head. "You're too nice. Ultimate host."

Rhea grinned. "What can I say? I take care of my people."

Jey pulled her closer, draping an arm around her. "Well, that means we've got the rest of the night to ourselves before the chaos starts."

"Exactly," Rhea said, grabbing a handful of popcorn. "Now, what movie are we watching?"

Jey grinned, holding up the remote. "Baby Boy. You're gonna love it."

Rhea groaned playfully. "You're always making me watch movies I've never seen."

"And you always end up liking them," Jey teased, hitting play.

They snuggled up together as the movie started, the sound of their laughter blending with the dialogue on screen. It was a perfect, cozy night before their friends arrived and the weekend brought its own set of adventures.

—

As the credits for Baby Boy rolled, Rhea leaned back into Jey, her head resting comfortably on his shoulder. The popcorn bowl sat empty on the coffee table, and the quiet hum of the TV filled the cozy living room. The warmth of the evening wrapped around them, and for a moment, everything felt perfect.

“You ever think about dyeing your mullet again?” Rhea asked suddenly, breaking the silence.

Jey tilted his head, giving her a playful side-eye. “Dye it again? What color this time?”

Rhea grinned, her fingers tracing little patterns on his arm. “I’m thinking purple and blue.”

Jey chuckled, shaking his head. “Purple and blue? Girl, you trying to make me look like a wrestling unicorn.”

She laughed, giving his arm a light shove. “No, I’m serious. It’d look good on you. Trust me.”

He smiled, clearly entertained by her suggestion. “Alright, maybe. I’ll ask Liv and Dom when they get here if they can hook me up. Don’t want any of those fumes near you, though, preggers.”

Rhea’s heart warmed at his thoughtfulness, and she leaned up to kiss his cheek. “You’re sweet, you know that?”

“Only for you,” Jey replied with a smirk, wrapping his arm around her.

Just then, the sound of the front door opening echoed through the house. Both Jey and Rhea turned their heads as Jeyce and Jaciyah walked in, their faces lit up with matching, goofy grins.

Jey glanced at the clock on his phone and raised an eyebrow. “There you guys are. You’ve been gone a while.”

Rhea chimed in with a teasing smile, “Yeah, an awfully long time for a job application.”

Jaciyah scratched the back of his neck, trying to play it cool. “Uh, yeah, we decided to grab milkshakes after.”

Jeyce nodded enthusiastically. “Yup, a nice cherry milkshake.”

Jey and Rhea exchanged a look, both raising an eyebrow. The boys’ expressions were a dead giveaway—something more than milkshakes had them grinning like fools.

“Just milkshakes?” Jey asked, crossing his arms and leaning back on the couch.

Jaciyah nodded quickly. “Yup, just milkshakes. That’s all.”

Rhea narrowed her eyes playfully, trying to suppress a laugh. “Uh-huh. And here I thought you two didn’t even like cherry.”

Jeyce’s grin faltered for a second before he recovered. “We’re broadening our horizons.”

Jey shook his head, smirking. “Alright, alright. Well, Liv and Dom are coming over tonight, so, Jaciyah, can you help set up the guest bedroom?”

Jaciyah’s grin widened, and he nodded eagerly. “Anything you need, Dad.”

Without another word, both boys bounded up the stairs, whispering and chuckling to each other like they were sharing the greatest secret in the world.

Once the boys were out of sight, Jey and Rhea turned to each other, both wearing bemused expressions.

“That was weird,” Jey said, shaking his head.

Rhea leaned against him, her eyes still on the staircase. “Really weird. They looked like they just walked out of a rom-com.”

Jey let out a low whistle. “Well, looks like we’re in for an interesting weekend.”

Rhea nodded, her hand resting on his chest as she snuggled closer. “Let’s just hope Liv and Dom are ready for the chaos when they get here.”

Jey grinned, wrapping his arm tighter around her. “They better be. With those two upstairs acting all smitten, we’re gonna need backup.”

Rhea laughed softly, already imagining the teasing and stories to come. “This house just keeps getting more entertaining.”

—

Meanwhile, before Jeyce and Jaciyah had arrived home, the two pairs were still out, soaking in the last moments of the night. At one table, Jaciyah and Daya sat across from each other, sharing a banana split. At another, Jeyce and Demi were locked in their own little world, sharing a cherry milkshake, each taking turns sipping through the straw while exchanging shy smiles.

Jaciyah leaned back in his chair, spoon in hand, and asked, “So, why don’t you tell me more about yourself?”

Daya laughed softly, her eyes lighting up. “Well, I’m 17, and I’m already in college on a full ride to the University of New Haven. I’m studying Biochemistry.”

Jaciyah’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Biochemistry? Full ride? That’s impressive.”

Daya shrugged, her cheeks tinged with a hint of modest pride. “Thanks. I’ve always been a bit of a science nerd.”

Jaciyah nodded, clearly impressed. “That’s cool. I was supposed to enroll next week to finish up my senior year, but I’m thinking about talking to my dad and mom about enrolling online instead.”

Daya tilted her head curiously. “Rhea’s your bonus mom too, right?”

Jaciyah chuckled. “Yeah, she is. She’s been in our lives for a while now, and honestly, she’s been great.”

Daya smiled, stirring her spoon in the melting ice cream. “That’s awesome. So, if you’re not going back to school in person, what’s the plan? You wouldn’t want to wrestle like your dad?”

Jaciyah thought about it for a moment, then shook his head. “Nah, wrestling’s cool and all, but it’s not for me. I actually want to be a police officer.”

Daya’s eyes sparkled with admiration. “Wow, that’s awesome. Stepping out of that shadow, huh?”

Jaciyah smiled, feeling seen. “Yeah, exactly. It’s important to me to find my own path, you know?”

Daya nodded thoughtfully. “Makes sense. So, what made you want to go into law enforcement?”

Jaciyah shrugged, his tone serious but passionate. “I’ve always been about helping people. I want to make a difference, you know? Be someone people can rely on.”

“That’s admirable,” Daya said, genuinely impressed. “The world could use more people like that.”

Jaciyah grinned. “Thanks. So, what made you want to pursue biochemistry? That sounds intense.”

Daya’s eyes lit up with excitement. “I’ve always loved science, but biochemistry caught my interest because of how it connects to real-world applications. I want to specialize in research and development, specifically in biotech. I like to imagine myself being part of creating life-changing medical advancements.”

Jaciyah leaned forward, clearly intrigued. “That’s incredible. You could end up saving lives.”

Daya smiled, a soft blush creeping up her cheeks. “That’s the goal. What about you? Any dream departments in mind if you become an officer?”

Jaciyah shrugged, his tone thoughtful. “I’d like to work in community policing or maybe even detective work. Something where I can really be involved in making neighborhoods safer.”

Daya nodded, her respect for him growing. “Sounds like you’ve got a solid plan.”

Meanwhile, at their table, Demi twirled the straw in the almost empty cherry milkshake, her cheeks tinged pink. She glanced over at her sister and Jaciyah, who were deep in conversation, then back at Jeyce. “I think my sister really likes your brother,” she said, a playful smile tugging at her lips.

Jeyce chuckled, his eyes never leaving Demi. “Well, I’m glad… because I really like you.”

Demi’s blush deepened, and she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “I’m glad you enjoyed the listening party as much as I did,” she said softly, her voice almost shy.

Jeyce took another sip of the milkshake before sliding it over to her. “I liked it a lot. My favorite song was This Night Has Opened My Eyes from their Louder Than Bombs album. What about you?”

Demi’s face lit up, her eyes sparkling. “I really liked This Charming Man. It’s such a vibe.”

Jeyce smiled, clearly enjoying the way her face lit up when she talked about something she loved. “That’s a great one too.”

There was a brief moment of silence, filled only by the ambient noise of the small diner. Then, Jeyce took a deep breath and asked, “Does this mean… we’re boyfriend and girlfriend?”

Demi giggled, her cheeks turning a deep shade of red. She reached across the table, her hand hovering for a moment before clasping his. “Of course.”

Jeyce’s face broke into a wide grin, his heart racing in that giddy, almost teenage way. Their hands fit perfectly, and in that moment, nothing else mattered. It was just the two of them, their world reduced to a single booth in a quiet corner of the diner.

Young almost teenage love, pure and unfiltered, filled the space between them as they shared soft smiles and the quiet excitement of something new and beautiful.

—

Daya pulled up in front of Demi’s house, the soft hum of the engine cutting off as everyone stepped out of the car. The porch light flickered slightly, casting a warm glow on the small group.

Jaciyah lingered near the car, shuffling his feet a bit before finally speaking. “So, uh, can I get your number at least?”

Daya chuckled, her red and black hair catching the light as she reached for his phone. “Here,” she said, quickly typing her number into his contacts. Handing the phone back, she added with a smirk, “I’ll be back next weekend if you want to hang out.”

Jaciyah’s face lit up. “For sure.”

Before he could say anything else, Daya leaned in and kissed him softly on the cheek. Jaciyah froze for a moment, his face turning a bright shade of red, and then he broke into a grin reminiscent of Patrick Star when Mindy kissed him in The SpongeBob SquarePants Movie. He looked like he was on cloud nine.

Seeing his brother momentarily dazed, Jeyce seized the opportunity. He leaned in close to Demi and gave her a quick, shy peck on the lips. It was brief but enough to make his heart race.

“That… that was my first kiss,” Jeyce admitted, his voice stuttering, overwhelmed with emotion. “So, uh, don’t make fun of me.”

Demi laughed softly, her eyes sparkling. “Never,” she promised, brushing a hand lightly against his arm.

The girls headed toward the house, waving as they disappeared inside. Jeyce and Jaciyah got back into their dad’s Mercedes, the silence in the car quickly filled with laughter.

As Jaciyah started the engine, Jeyce leaned back in his seat, a goofy smile plastered on his face. “I think I like puberty.”

Jaciyah burst out laughing, shaking his head as he pulled out of the driveway. “Man, you’re wild. Let’s get home before Dad and Rhea think we got lost.”

—

Liv and Dominik picked up their rental car from the airport, the late-night flight leaving them both tired and slightly on edge. It had been a long trip, and as they headed toward Rhea and Jey’s house, Liv couldn’t help but voice her discomfort.

“We are not taking any more late-night flights,” she said, stretching out her legs as she sank into the passenger seat.

Dominik, who was already struggling to keep his eyes open, let out a tired chuckle. “I’m already sleep-deprived,” he replied, glancing over at her with a small grin.

Liv shifted in her seat and smiled back. “Well, when we get there, will you massage my back? I can’t feel it at all..”

Dominik nodded, giving her a reassuring look. “Of course, you know I’ve got you.”

As they drove through the quiet road, the peace was shattered when a car suddenly turned on its high beams, blinding Dominik. He winced and squinted through the bright lights.

“What the hell?” Liv exclaimed, turning around to see the car behind them. The vehicle started honking loudly, its driver aggressively tailgating them.

Dominik frowned, his grip tightening on the wheel. “I don’t know what this guy’s problem is, but he’s on my tail.”

Liv glanced back again, her eyes wide with concern. “Dominik, lose them.”

“I’m trying!” Dominik growled, swerving into another lane, but the car behind them mirrored every move, following closely. The aggressive driver wasn’t letting up.

Before they knew it, the car was pushing against their rental, shoving them off course. Dominik’s heart raced as he struggled to regain control.

“Hold on!” Dominik shouted, slamming the brakes as the car skidded off the road, crashing into a ditch.

The impact threw both of them forward, and Liv hit her head against the side window. She winced, trying to shake off the disorientation as Dominik quickly unbuckled his seatbelt.

“Liv! Are you okay?” His voice was frantic, his hands reaching for her as she clutched her head.

Liv nodded, trying to regain her bearings. “Yeah, I think so. Just… a little dazed.”

They both looked ahead and heard the revving of an engine, the unmistakable sound of tires screeching. Dominik’s eyes widened, realizing the danger wasn’t over.

“Unbuckle, now!” he yelled, grabbing her hand and pulling it toward the door. Liv quickly obeyed, opening the door just as the massive headlights of a truck barreled toward them.

In a split second, they both jumped out of the car, narrowly escaping as the souped-up black four-by-four truck rammed into their rental car. The collision rocked the ground beneath them, but the truck didn’t stop. It backed up and sped off into the night, disappearing quickly from sight.

Liv and Dominik stood frozen in the ditch, their adrenaline pumping, trying to make sense of what had just happened. Liv clutched her head, still shaken from the impact. Dominik held her close, his eyes scanning the area, knowing they weren’t safe yet.

“What the hell was that?” Liv whispered, looking at the wrecked car, her voice trembling with disbelief.

“I don’t know,” Dominik said, his voice tense. “But that was no accident. Whoever was driving that truck—they were trying to take us out.”

They both stood there in stunned silence, the reality of the situation sinking in.

Dominik looked around, trying to think of their next move. “We need to get out of here. Now.”

But as they started to move toward the road, the sound of an engine returned, faint but growing louder. Liv and Dominik’s hearts raced as they turned, instinctively ducking behind some trees as a car approached.

The headlights of the vehicle blinded them momentarily, but they could make out the shape of the black truck, now circling them. It was back.

Liv gasped, clutching onto Dominik’s arm. “They’re coming back for us!”

Dominik’s mind raced. He had to think fast. They couldn’t keep hiding forever. “We need to move, fast. Find a place with people, get help.”

Without wasting another second, they sprinted through the woods, adrenaline fueling their escape. Their phones were out of service, leaving them with no way to call for help.

After what felt like forever, they finally spotted a faint light in the distance. A gas station, and a small convenience store attached to it. They bolted toward it, not caring about the time or how far they’d run. They just needed to be around other people—get somewhere safe.

Once inside, they immediately made their way to the counter, but the clerk behind it looked… off. There was something in his eyes—a nervousness, a tension that made Liv uneasy.

“Can I help you?” the man asked, his voice shaky.

“We need to call the police,” Dominik said, his voice firm. “We were attacked. Someone ran us off the road.”

The clerk hesitated, his eyes flicking toward the door. “I… I don’t think you should make that call here.”

Liv raised an eyebrow, confused. “Why not?”

The clerk lowered his voice, clearly nervous. “There’s been a lot of… strange stuff happening around here. People disappearing. People that drive cars like the one that just ran you off the road. It’s been happening for two weeks ever since those fancy people don’ moved in up at New Canaan border.”

Liv’s stomach dropped, Rhea and Jey. “Disappearing?”

The clerk nodded quickly, leaning in slightly. “I don’t know much, but… there’s something going on. I don’t know if it’s the same people, but something’s not right.”

Liv’s heart raced as the tension in the air thickened. The clerk’s behavior was growing more bizarre, and she could feel the sense of dread weighing heavily on her shoulders.

“Please, we just need to borrow a phone,” Liv pleaded, desperation creeping into her voice. “We’ve been attacked. We need help.”

The clerk shifted nervously behind the counter, casting furtive glances toward the door and then back at them. His eyes were filled with unease, and he chewed nervously on his lip before speaking.

“Only the man makes the call, sweetie,” he said, his voice low and strained.

Dominik exhaled sharply, frustration bubbling up inside him. “Look, anything. Please, we just need a phone. We were nearly killed out there, we need to contact the police.”

The clerk hesitated for a moment longer, glancing around the dimly lit store before slowly stepping out from behind the counter. His movements were cautious, as though afraid of something or someone.

Liv’s instincts screamed that something wasn’t right. She glanced at Dominik, who was equally uneasy.

“I’ll go in the back with him,” Dominik muttered, his protective instinct kicking in. “I’ll make the call.”

The clerk motioned for him to follow, his footsteps heavy on the creaky floorboards as he led Dominik into a back room. Liv stood frozen for a moment, her eyes darting around the gas station, trying to figure out what was going on. It felt wrong—everything about this place felt off.

A few moments passed before Dominik returned, his face tight with frustration. He walked briskly toward Liv, shaking his head.

“They said a unit’s close by,” he said quietly. “They should be here in a few minutes.”

Liv let out a relieved sigh, but the clerk’s odd behavior was still eating at her.

Dominik turned toward the counter to thank the clerk, but the man quickly responded with a low, hushed voice, his eyes darting around nervously. “Alright now, y’all get on now, ya hear? I don’t want to attract anyone here. This used to be a quiet place before those people moved to the New Canaan border.”

The mention of “those people” sent a cold shiver down Liv’s spine. She glanced at Dominik, exchanging a worried look.

She wasn’t going to let it go that easily. “Just one more thing,” Liv said, her voice steady despite the anxiety creeping up on her. “Is it a black four-by-four truck? The one that ran us off the road?”

The clerk froze. His eyes widened briefly, and Liv caught a fleeting glimpse of fear before he quickly masked it with a forced smile. He didn’t answer her question directly. Instead, he spoke more urgently, his hand brushing the counter as if to shove them along.

“You two need to leave,” the clerk said, his voice firm. “Go on now. No more questions. I don’t want to attract attention. Just get out.”

He quickly walked toward the front door, flipping the lock and shoving them out of the store without a second glance. Liv and Dominik barely had time to process the situation before the door slammed shut behind them, the sound of the lock clicking in place echoing through the quiet night.

“What the hell was that?” Liv muttered, still feeling the remnants of fear in her chest.

Dominik shook his head, gripping her arm lightly as he looked toward the road. “I don’t know, but we need to get out of here, now. Something’s not right.”

Liv couldn’t shake the feeling that they were being pushed into something they weren’t prepared for. It was like they’d stumbled into a nightmare, and the only thing they could do was try to outrun it. The mention of New Canaan border and the clerk’s strange behavior only fueled the unsettling feeling building inside her.

“Do you think… do you think they were involved?” she asked, her voice low and laced with suspicion.

“I don’t know,” Dominik replied, his jaw clenched. “But I think we just found ourselves in the middle of something bigger than we thought.”

The night seemed to close in around them, the quiet streets feeling heavier with every passing moment.

A few minutes later, the distant sound of a siren began to grow louder. It wasn’t the reassurance they had been hoping for, though; the noise only amplified their sense of unease.

“We’re not safe here,” Liv said, a hint of panic in her voice. “We need to find somewhere else to wait for the police.”

Dominik nodded, pulling her toward the edge of the road. “I agree Liv but the police are almost here..”

The blue and red lights flashed brighter as a cop car pulled up to Dominik and Liv, who were still standing in the gas station parking lot. The car screeched to a stop, and the officer inside rolled down the window, his gaze narrowing as he assessed the situation.

“You the boy that called about a run-off, I presume?” the officer asked, his tone even but slightly curious.

Dominik nodded quickly, trying to keep his cool despite the growing anxiety. “Yes, sir. Our car’s off on Lapham Road. We were heading to our friend’s house.”

The cop’s eyes lingered on Dominik for a moment longer, his brow furrowing. “You’re that Mysterio fella, ain’t ya?”

Dominik blinked, taken aback by the officer’s familiarity with his ring name. “Uh, yeah, that’s me,” he said slowly, trying to gauge why the officer would know about his stage persona. “But what does that have to do with our accident? We were just run off the road.”

The officer chuckled darkly, his voice tinged with an unsettling nonchalance. “Alright, I’ll take you to your car, and we’ll get a tow truck out for you. Y’all need a ride to your friend’s house, too?”

Dominik hesitated, glancing at Liv, who looked pale and disoriented. “Yeah… yeah, we could use a ride,” he said, but then, a thought nagged at him. “You’re not going to let us file a report, are you?”

The officer let out a long, drawn-out sigh as if the question was an inconvenience. “Let’s see what we’re working with first,” he muttered, unlocking the doors. Dominik and Liv exchanged a glance before getting into the backseat.

Once in the car, Dominik gave the officer the location of the car. “It’s Mile 41. That’s where we left it.”

The officer nodded in acknowledgment, his face still expressionless as he started the engine. The car pulled away from the gas station and began heading out to the road in question, the quiet hum of the engine filling the silence between them.

“So, is this some kind of prank?” the officer asked, turning his gaze to Dominik in the rearview mirror. His tone was flat, but there was something about the way he asked that made Dominik’s stomach drop.

Liv and Dominik exchanged a look of confusion. “What do you mean?” Dominik asked, a slight edge to his voice.

The officer didn’t respond immediately. He just continued driving, his focus on the road. But as the miles passed, a sinking feeling took over. Something wasn’t right.

Finally, they reached the stretch of road where Dominik had said their car was parked. But when the officer slowed down to pull over, Dominik’s heart sank. Their car was gone.

“Wait,” Dominik exclaimed. “Where’s the car? It was right here!”

The officer, now with a more serious expression, slowed to a stop and turned off the engine. “If there’s no car, then I can’t do anything about it. You got proof it was here?”

Dominik’s frustration flared. “What do you mean, no car? Look at the tire marks!” He gestured urgently to the ground, hoping the officer would see the evidence.

The officer stepped out of the car, flashing a light over the pavement. The beam illuminated faint tire tracks leading off the road, but no sign of their car.

He sighed, shaking his head. “I don’t know what to tell you, son. I can’t do much if there’s no car.”

Liv’s voice was sharp as she spoke up, her worry escalating. “We were just run off the road! The car was here. It wasn’t just—” She stopped herself, realizing how strange it sounded. “What are you saying? We were just—”

The officer interrupted with a cold, almost detached tone. “Now hear this, son. I’ll take you to them uppitys up by the New Canaan border. Maybe they can help you out. But no guarantees.”

Dominik’s eyes narrowed. “How do you know where our friends live?”

The officer gave a low, knowing chuckle. “Son, I know everybody who lives around here.”

Something about his words struck a chord with Dominik. It didn’t make sense—why would this officer, a stranger to them, know the personal details about Jey and Rhea? Dominik glanced at Liv, seeing the same unease reflected in her eyes.

Liv’s grip on Dominik’s hand tightened as they both climbed back into the car. There was no escaping the strange feeling that this wasn’t just some random encounter. They were being led somewhere—somewhere they didn’t fully understand.

The officer drove in silence, the engine’s hum the only sound in the car as they passed through familiar stretches of road. Dominik’s mind raced. What was really going on? Why had their car disappeared? And why was the officer so calm, so unbothered by the fact that something was clearly off?

Eventually, they arrived at the entrance to Jey and Rhea’s subdivision. Dominik’s heart beat faster. There was something undeniably strange about this whole situation. Before the officer could make a turn, Dominik quickly spoke up.

“We’ll walk from here. Thank you,” he said firmly, trying to keep his composure.

The officer looked in the rearview mirror again, his expression unreadable. “You sure?” he asked, his voice flat.

“Yeah, it’s fine. We’ll walk,” Dominik said, pulling Liv closer to him.

The officer shrugged, pulling over to the side of the road. “Be sure and tell ‘em Demetri sent you folks,” he said as he threw the car in reverse, ready to leave them.

As the officer drove away, Dominik stood in the middle of the quiet road, still trying to process everything that had just happened. The strange, cryptic words hung in the air.

Liv stood still. Frozen in shock.

Dominik looked at her and he said, “Liv? What’s wrong?”

“We have to wake up Rhea and Jey…”

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Agatha All Along Commentary

⚠️WARNING⚠️ AGATHA ALL ALONG 1x6 SPOILERS AHEAD

you’ve been warned

Im late again guys 😣 alright. Here goes nothing. I’m seriously considering taking my anxiety meds before these episodes because atp that might help.

Started watching at 3:00 pm

I stg I stg I stg I stg if this turns out bad I’m gonna throw up. And that says a lot considering I have emetophobia

Ooh fancy he’s Jewish

I’m not familiar with the Jewish religion but seems pretty cool.

Okay so we have established that this is Billy Kaplan which idk how y’all dug so deep to figure it out but I guess it was common knowledge and I do not have common knowledge so it adds up

Ooh now there’s a party funnn lol

I wish I had parents that were proud of me

Lmaooooo “you’re both disgusting” is so fucking real