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𝙁𝙞𝙠𝙖
(𝙛𝙚𝙚-𝙠𝙖)

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~𝙖 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚.

HONESTLY                       these past few days have been disastrous! First of all Kate is getting crazier by the day (though it's not so bad if she leaves because mrs grose gossips with me about Kate when I complain and said she would happily ...

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HONESTLY
these past few days have been disastrous! First of all Kate is getting crazier by the day (though it's not so bad if she leaves because mrs grose gossips with me about Kate when I complain and said she would happily look after me)
Secondly Miles is again, as per usual bipolar with me
And thirdly Flora is obsessing over the pranks which aren't particularly clean pranks, therefore this leads to hours up on end of cleaning up! Give me a break!

So here I am, having one of my very few moments of peace which of course gets ruined when Miles comes storming downstairs and hits the back of my head

"Miles!" I warned and he looked at me with a scowl which didn't last long as it formed into a smirk

"Now now, that right there, my name, is the only word you'll know when your screaming it" he replied.

This is now a habit of his, talking to me like this and it's getting on my nerves!

"And then," he continued "you won't know any words at all when I'm done with you"

"Do me a favour and shut the fuck up" I said pissed off

"Gladly" he said and walked away as I rolled my eyes

~ third person POV~

Now these two teenagers may hate each other at the moment, but what they both are oblivious to is that they are meant for one another. Ironic I know but the way there is always a comeback for a statement one shares, or even the simplest thing such as glancing on each other's direction, are all small things that will lead to intense attraction if it isn't already there. Soon, they will be the reason for each others breath.

They are soulmates, as they don't know it yet but their red strings are tied to each other. And these red strings hold an unbreakable bond as they can never break, nor be replaced, it can only tangle. And there may be more than one string but those are all thin as they lead to important people Fate wants them to meet. However there is one string that stands out from the rest, it is much thicker and deeper in colour. This one so happens to be the string that has tied them together.

I'm the end, the two would have met eventually as fate always gets it's way, and it's was is to bring others together. It always knows what's best for every soul this universe holds

So as I was saying, the two may hate each-other, but the reason for this is because of the spirits that possess them. Jessel and quint, and it is clear the two hate each-other so what other explanation would it be for the hate of the two that are meant to be together? There isn't another.

Then again, there is a thin line between love and hate.

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~y/n's POV~

Bored out of my mind, I find myself in the kitchen. Specifically by the knives. To me they looked a bit blunt so I decided I want to sharpen them. You know, do mrs grose a favour.

The silver of the metal blade was so pretty to me as the light reflected off of it. I sharpened it paying full attention only to the object in my hands

"What are you doing?" A voice startled me

I looked up to see the one and only devil

"Sharpening the knives, what else?" I said

"That's not your job" he said but I shrugged my shoulders and ignored him carrying on with the task at hand

"Are you listening to me?" He questioned "you don't need to do that" and once again I ignored Miles
"I'm trying to save you from tasks here and your not appreciating it"

"I thought one of my jobs was to be a maid" I said sassily

"Ooh she speaks" he said

"She has a knife" I replied pointing the knife at him

"He has a gun" Miles answers my come back and pulled out a gun from his pocket

"Where the fuck did you get that?" I questioned shocked

"Eh it was lying around, but it doesn't matter" he said
"Now put the knife down and stop doing chores" he said whilst prying the knife from my grip

"Why don't you want me to work?" I asked letting him have the knife

"Because," he said grabbing my hands in his and leaning close to my ear "a pretty face like you doesn't deserve to be stressed. You'll get wrinkles otherwise" he then winked and walked away

I swear to god, that was one of the most attractive things I have experienced!

Fuck I can't think like this, I hate him, I think? No yeah I hate him! What am I getting at I don't hate miles, he's cocky, sure, but he's attractive. No. FUCK!

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