✂︎Truth✂︎

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Wednesday's POV:


     We had won the Poe Cup. Again. Tyler leaned in for a victory kiss. I obeyed, but it didn't last long. He collapsed to the ground. I looked at him and realized that his head was bleeding horrendously and he had a huge stab wound on his leg. 

      "XAVIER!" I yelled. The boy was just coming up the dock. 

       "Hmm?" He asked, looking as innocent as a lamb. Well, chick-chick-bam him. 

       "Did you do this?" I asked. "Or is it a 'strange coincidence'?"

       "Trust me, Wednesday, my hands are clean," Xavier responded cockily. 

       "Meet me at Crackstone's Crypt tonight, at nine thirty. We need to talk," he said. 

       After a little thinking (and by a little, I mean an afternoons worth of thinking) I decided...


You can decide to go or not to go in the comments. I will be reading them sometime tomorrow, so get your vote in. You decide whose POV it is to.  I'M ALSO OPEN FOR SUGGESTIONS, SO LET ME KNOW IN THE COMMENTS IF YOU HAVE SOMETHING THAT YOU WANT TO SEE! Sorry for the short chapter. It's getting late for me right now. I will update tomorrow. Tysm if you read this before moving on. I will have more decisions up ahead if you miss this one. 

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