•F A T E• ➪𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕖𝕤 x 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

"Clank"

*(y/n)*

'cmon you stupid thing, open'

I had been interfering with the door of my room for quite some time. I knew that the boys wouldn't bother coming to me and Blake was only ordered to deliver dinner and return.

So that meant I had the entire night to plan my escape.

By now , I have memorized the path in which I had taken the last time when I ran out on Blake. It's still pretty simple. I just have to avoid getting caught this time and make it out before morning came.

I didn't know the time , so I limited myself.

*Crack*

I immediately paused when I heard the crack of the door. I gulped momentarily before continuing.

I had the crowbar near the lock and was trying my best to break the door apart from the doorframe, as silently as possible.

*Crack*

Unfortunately, the silence I had hope for in this operation wasn't going as smoothly as I had initially planned.

Eventually the door gave in and I managed to break the lock out.

I held the crowbar close to me and pulled the door open slowly.

The halls were absolutely dark , there were no lights on. The floor was cold , ice even. A chilling feeling ran down my spine and I couldn't help but shiver at every step I took.

I held the weapon close to my chest as I treaded lightly , not wanting to gain any attention or else that would truly be the death of me.

I made it pass the halls and eventually came close to the entrance of the house.

I almost couldn't believe how fast yet how soft I was being. Even though my footsteps were unheard , I could've sworn my heart echoed throughout the halls.

As soon as I reached for the knob , a certain spark in me flickered.

Hope spread throughout me and I started to feel overwhelmed with joy that I was soon to be freed.

My fingertips graced the knob gently before my already darken vision went extremely darker.

I immediately dropped the crowbar onto the floor , sending the trembling sound to bounce of the walls.

I thrashed around in someone's grasp until they had pressed a damp cloth against the material they had covered my head with.

Upon gasping for air , I slowly started to feel light and my mind was clouded. I was already in the dark , but the last thing I remember before my body was dragged mercilessly on the floor , was the faint sweet scent that flooded my nose.

Something, of which, I was unfamiliar with.

***

*Blake's pov*

'ugh fuck'

I couldn't sleep , not in this heat. I tossed around feeling really weird. Something didn't set right with me.

It was already towards the morning and I was walking to the kitchen. Looking for some hard liquor to make me sleep better. When I had entered I saw Adrian , already half way through an entire bottle of whiskey.

"Ain't this a surprise?"

I scoff as I make my way over, pouring myself my own drink.

Adrian remained silent and didn't even move. I almost thought he was dead.