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IMAGINE . . . .
There wasn't many people you confided in but when one night Wednesday caught you doing something that you didn't want out anytime soon, you had no choice but to come clean.
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"Wednesday!" You had wide eyes, seeing her standing in between the doorframe.
She continued standing there, glancing from you to the now dead body by your feet. She couldn't say she was stunned but kind of surprised you weren't a goody two shoes.
"So you're a bloodsucker?"
You gulped, "In hindsight. You can't tell anyone."
She stared at you, "I don't take orders. I give them. I guess you'll just have to trust me."
"Doubt it."
She turned on her heels, "We'll see." She then headed back to the door, leaving your room, "Later, bloodsucker."
As soon as she left, you ran to the door and quickly shut it and locking it. You glanced back at body laying on the floor with a frustrated expression. You now had to trust Wednesday which was the last thing you ever wanted to do and now also, you had to figure out a way to get rid of this body. Your night wasn't going as swell as you hoped.
