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I sit down, humming to myself as I clean my dagger. So many precious souls for my taking. So many souls to use to my advantage. With Alter... I'll be able to do almost anything now.
I smirked, glancing at the photo of Lio Hall, quite the powerful one. Him and that other boy known as Magnus Branwell. With them in my collection, I'd be unstoppable. I laughed, looking at the sky.
"Hear me Michelle? I'll see you soon enough, "
Magnus
It's been two days since the incident outside the Hall household, and I havent returned since.
I havent called. Or texted. I've ignored all Lios calls to. He broke his promise to me.. Even if he didnt actively kill him, he still tried. I've spent the last few days trying to find some way to forgive him for that.
How am I supposed to forget my boyfriend beating the life out of another human being with a smile on his face. How am I supposed to forget the smile... The smile that's haunted my nightmares since?
"Hey, Magnus! Open the door, Its me, Sarah," Sarah called from my door. I stood, opening my door. Sarah raised a brow at me, shoving past and slumping onto the couch.
"You look like shit Magnus, Have you even slept? since I saw you last. I shook my head, rubbing my eyes. It's that noticable huh.
"Anyways, I paid the Coronwr to let me look at the bodies. It was a hefty penny, but man I'll tell you, it was worth it. The Coroner and the PD arent excited about this news getting out to even someone like me, so listen up and keep your mouth shut," She ordered, leaning forward. I plopped onto the couch, leaning forward to hear her whisper.
"Ryan and his family, or the bodies found, were plastic.. Theres a lot of blood there yes, so they have no doubt someone died there. Or someone lost massive amounts of blood. Enought that if one single person lost it, they'd be dead. So the police are speculating, A homicide kidnapping. Someone was murdered, and the two survivors were kidnapped. The creepy thing about it is..," she looked around.
"The dolls that replaced their bodies were so lifelike.. They had blood and everything inside of em. Blood that's confirmed to be one of Tyans family members. In particular, mostly Ryan's, " She added before leaning back. I nodded.
"It wasnt Flare rhen," I responded. She raised a brow, giving me a cautious glare.
"How so?," She demanded, leaning forward. I sat forward, tapping my fingers together.
"He takes pride in everything he does. And I do mean everything. He wouldnt leave behind puppets. He would mutilate the actual bodies and leave a note announcing that he committed the crime. Like how he killed Lyon," I thought back to that day, the red hair. I should've noticed it. I'd seen Flare before.
"Wasnt that Lios little fan boy?," Sarah asked, scratching her neck. I nodded, rubbing the back of my head.
"Hows Lio?," I asked her. She looked up at me with confusion.
"Havent you talked to him?," She demanded. I shook my head with a shrug.
"Well, hes fine. Hes seemed pretty beat up though. Hes been really hard on himself too, though he never specified what happened. I did notice that his eyepatch was a little darker when I talked to him last. Why havent you talked to him, arent you a thing?," She asked. I looked down.
"No.. We arent a thing. I told him how I felt. I asked him to make a promise to me, and he broke it, and basically undermined all the trust our relationship has been built on.. Tell me," I looked at her with a frown.
"How can you live, knowing that Lio killed someone?," I asked. She looked down, her palms wriggling.
"Honestly.. I wasnt surprised. I didnt know what he was. Or whi he was. But then that day on the court.. Playing medic for that vaccine enhancement.. The way he made himself bleed just to win against you even once... That determination. And that look of hatred in his eyes. That wasnt normal competition. It was an outlet for something deeper. Darker. Then again that day when you were being rude to him.. When he tackled you. I saw that look again. He looked insane.. And he looked even crazier as he bashed his fist open on the floor. That's when I knew there was something off about him. About that gleam in his eyes," She finished with a breath, finally making eye contact with me.
"But its like what can we do? He lost control. Everyone does. But if you give him a chance.. I think he could impress you Magnus. Even if he isnt powerful. Even without powers. He was always someone anyone could idolize, almost as much as you. He has you to thank for that. You took him under your wing, and assumed a role he never had before. You gave him a friend. A brother, an Idol to look up to. Even as enemies he strived to be better than you. And only you, because in his eyes you're the strongest person hes ever known. Even now, when you're struggling with feelings I dont think either of you have dealt before, he strives to live up to you. In his own way, he really does love you Magnus," She explained to me. She reached over, grabbing my shoulder .
"Also, I always shipped it. Now give him a call, take your time of course. Work out what you want in life. Work out if you want him in your life. And if he fits, Then give him a call. Hes always waiting.," She promised, before standing and walking out my front door. I looked at my phone, seeing Lios name on the screen once again. I reach over and press decline, before sinking further into my pit of misery.
Lio
"Dammit!," I cried, throwing my phone across the room. I sunk into my bed, clenching my eyes shut.
"I fucked it all up," I whispered, tears building in my eyes. Someone sat down next to me on the bed. I turned, seeing Michelle. She gave me a sad smile.
"He still not answering you?," She asked in a soft tone. I shook my head, my lips trembling. Why wont he talk to me.
"Hell come around sooner or later," She promised I stood, covering my eyes.
"But I want to talk to him now! I want to explain how sorry I am.. I want to fix things!," I yelled, pulling my hands from my face. Michelle followed my, putting her warm arms around me. I melted into them, crying into her shoulder.
"You have gotten really close to this one, havent you?," She asked. I stepped back, collapsing on my bed again.
"What if he leaves me.. Like everyone else in my life?," I asked, my voice shaking. All I felt in that moment was fear. Fear that he hated me. Fear he thought I was a monster. Fear that he was afraid of me.
"Lio.. No one stays forever. That's the sad side of life, and the beautiful side of it too. They may leave, and it will hurt. But you will always have that memory to live by. Make the most out of your time with him. Never take a single moment for granted. And treasure them to the pits of your heart. Because when he leaves, whether it's by death or he walks away, you will always have that piece of him in your heart," Michelle reassured me. I shook my head.
"I-I cant lose him... Mom I cant-,"
"Then give him time... Being too possessive over him isnt going to get you anywhere. He needs space to think of what happened. Lio, What he saw was traumatic in ways you and I will never understand. I've seen him. He believes in you from the bottom of his heart. But, even for someone who believes in you, what he saw was enough to make anyone have PTSD for at least a few years of their lives. Imagine how much worse it is for him, because he cares about you in a way hes never cared about anyone before. It's hard. But you'll get through it, I promise," She finished. I let my dark hair fail into my eyes, my hand resting on my forehead.
"I just want to see him again... I want to make sure hes ok," I whispered. Without a word, she squeezed my hand and stepped away from my bed, exiting the room. I turned, grabbing my phone and opening up our texts.
'I'm sorry.. Can we talk' It read.My finger hibered over the send button. I imagined his smile, and without any more hesitation, I pressed it. Finally, he responded.
'I guess. Come over to my house in 10' He ordered over text. I put my phone in my pocket, wiping my eyes and standing. an icy coldness stabbing through me. What if he just got annoyed with me? And is saying that to get rid of me. Slowly, I choked, anxiety coming at me full force. Does he even want anything to do with a monster like me?
I stepped outside my room, storming through the kitchen and out the front door, shutting it behind me. I started my long walk.
Little did I know, I would regret leaving my house that day.
Magnus.
I opened my eyes to Lio standing above me. He kneeled, locking eyes with me.
"You look like shit," Were his first words. I waved him off, butying my face into the couch.
"Can we talk.. Please?," He begged. I sat up with a groan, glaring at him.
"My mother gets home from the hospital in ten minutes. Today what you have to say. Make it quick," I hissed, rubbing my eyes.
"I'm sorry for what you saw. And not that you saw it. I'm sorry it happened either.. It was like a shroud of nothingness came over me. I couldnt even see I-," I raised a finger cutting him off. He felt silent, looking me in the eyes with confusion.
"Lio, I dont care that you lost it. We all do sometimes. But it was that look of satisfaction on your face that gets me. How can you look so happy as you torture another human being?," I demanded. He looked away.
"I get it. I'm fucked up. I've heard it all my life. I dont need you reminding me of that. All I wanted to hear is that you wont leave me over this. Magnus, I am so sorry... Please just-," He looked up, making eye contact. He froze, the look in his eyes that of pure hope. But almost as fast as I saw it, it shattered, turning to that of realization.
"I get it... Were done.. Period... Arent we?," He whispered. I looked at my hands. No we arent. We shouldn't be.
"I should've known," He started to get up. I sighed, grabbing his hand and yanking him backwards into my arms, forcing him to roll up beside me. I inhale his familiar scent, feeling relaxed for the first time in days. After several weeks of an ongoing sleep over with him, I cant sleep without him anymore.
"No... Were still going on. Now shut up and sleep with me," I grumbled. He turned around, hugging me back. Almost as soon as he stopped shifting, my eyes were falling shut.
Flare
"My oh ny... Wherever did they go?," I asked, stomping over the melted door to the apartment. The entire place seemed cleaned out. Somehow she knew we were coming. I stormed up the stairs, entering the boys room. Everything remained.. They're both gone, yet the boy doesnt have his stuff?
"Hey asshole," A feminine voice yelled behind me. I turned, going to grab her. She gripped my wrist and through me down the stairs, she raised a match, sparking it. She smirked, glaring at me with confidence.
"I'll never let you find him, you must old cow," She cried, before throwing the match onto his floors the entire room going up in flames. She leaped over the banister, her foot slamming right where my head had been previously. I reachedup, punching her in the back of the leg. I spun, going to grab her. Then, she disappeared. I rose up, startled.
"Whered you go! Tell me where he is or I'll kill you!," I roared. I turned, seeing her by the front door with a smirk. She reaches into her pocket, grabbing a vial.
"You'll never find him. Not while I'm alive," She hissed. She downed the vial, and almost instantly, she passed out, falling to the floor.
"Awe, we cant kill her?," Lyra complained, sharpening her knives angrily. Clair stared down at Mivhelle Hall from my right, a cold look on her face.
"Whatever she drank put her asleep. I had some minions try to poke and prod. Anything goes anywhere touch to her skin, it gets zapped or melted almost instantly," I responded. crossing my arms angrily. This bitch, and the nerve she has.
"Which means I cant even torture her... Boo," Lyra moaned. I smirked, cracking my knuckles.
"Actually ladies, this is a blessing. We can lure them both out now, all we have to do, is announce to the world," I started. Claire turned to me with confusion, narrowing her eyes at me.
"Announce what?," She demands. I grinned, reaskchibg over and placing a finger on her throat.
"Michelle Hall, is about to die,"