"Don't tempt me, Rose! You don't know what I am capable of", Tyler whispered in my ear.
He had me pinned against against the wall and I had nowhere to run.
{𝓣𝔂𝓵𝓮𝓻 𝓖𝓪𝓵𝓹𝓲𝓷 × 𝓕𝓮𝓶!𝓸𝓬}
In which, Rose, a normie, gets entangled in a mess in...
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Searing pain rushed through my body, fear squeezing my heart, all my demons surrounding me, I was gasping for breath, running like my life depended on it and I tripped on a twig, coming face to face with the Hyde. It dared me to make a desperate attempt for my life, beg, just to satisfy it's savagery.
I woke up, paralyzed with fear. While thinking of coming up with ways to uncover the identity of the monster, I had fallen asleep. I was still in the hospital room. Creatures: How to contain them was open on my lap. The taboo surrounding outcasts was still there and the market for these books limited, so it was very difficult to get a hold of them. The existence of outcasts till date was like a shameful and well - kept secret. But Dad had access to these books and reading about them would always help me know them a little better.
The clock read 12:30.
I am going to have a hard time falling asleep now.
With little hope, I texted Enid - Fancy a stroll to the Crackstone crypt?
Enid must have thought that I am out my mind, for I received a call, "Fancy dying on this beautiful night?"
Her voice had gotten really high and I let out a laugh hearing her.
"I woke up and I am not going to get any sleep now, so the point is are you coming? Join me on: E.R. - Adventures of the insane insomniacs?"
"Only because I won't be able to live with the guilt of you dying."
"It fills my heart with love, knowing your selfless motives."
I always had a torch, matches and nightshade vial with me, and I figured this would at least offer some protection.
I met Enid on the way to the crypt, excited and fearful of what we were going to discover.
I sang a painful rendition of Obsessed by Mariah Carey while Enid butchered Real Slim Shady.
We reached the crypt and I was hit by the memories of the last time I was here with Tyler. Finding myself getting flustered with flashes of that night, I attempted to redirect my attention.
I couldn't get what Xavier had said out of my mind, about the inscription on the crypt. I had dismissed the thought that night, nonchalant, but it had stuck so I thought of coming back.
"Hey, what's this?"
I had almost forgotten that I wasn't there alone.
Enid had stumbled upon a beautiful yellow rose pendant.
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"This looks recent. Someone must have dropped it while they were sneaking in here."
Enid and I thoroughly combed the place, hoping to find some other clue, but returned to our respective places sans anymore clues.
