𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙨 | ᵃⁿᵈʳᵉʷ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢʰˡᵉʸ ˣ ᶠᵉᵐ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

chapter 7

after their sweet little supper, they were discussing living here instead, but andrew disagreed with that since all the risks we have to face. "we can be the new and improved mr. and mrs. graves... and y/n gets to be the adopted child," ashley suggested, and i chuckled slightly

"oh whoa, you guys improved yourself for being more shitier than ever... good job!" i clapped sarcastically while i smirked at them, and ashley was pissing off all over again. "fuck you, bitch" ashley slurs at me, and andrew sighed. he did manage to put our parents skulls and bones into the plastic bag with some rocks

andrew suggested ashley go to sleep since her trinket was upgraded? "oh god... don't tell me you guys made a deal just so you guys can see the future? fuck, that's kind of lame... especially when it can be changed." i was slightly irritated when i found out ashley's deal with the demon

"oh yeah? then what's your best deal you've made with the demon, smartass?" ashley went towards me and grin sadistically as i was surprised by her movement, so i back away a little. "yeah... no backing off this shit this time, y/n" andrew took out his cleaver again and put it below my chin again as i flinched

they drag me to our parents's room while andrew still has a sharp object on me. "so? you want andy to slit your throat first, and then you'll talk?" ashley turns to face me, and i just look down as i bite my lower lip slightly

"y/n... just say it. we know you might still... have a grudge against us or something... so it must be killing this shit of our lives, huh?" andrew tried to take a wild guess, and the dagger started to touch my skin as i felt him move it to my neck. "... i'll just cut through the chains here and then to your-"

"get your fucking hands off me, andrew!" when i heard him mention the locket and grab his hand that he was holding onto the cleaver as i pulled it away from me. andrew was taken aback by my sudden action as he tried to regain his strength, but i pushed the dagger forward his neck

he lost his balance, and we ended up falling on our parents bed as he still had the grip on the cleaver with all his might. andrew was terrified and trying to get rid of me so the dagger wouldn't land on his neck, and i panted heavily as i kept pushing it down to his neck while i cried slightly

"andy! andy! andy! andy-"

suddenly, everything goes back as i aware that ashley hit me with something, and i fall to andrew's side as my grip on the cleaver loosens while i drift into a deep sleep















































it was getting harder to breathe, and the smell of the ocean hit me through my nose, even the strong scent of blood. i panted more as ashley and andrew stood in front of me while i was lying on the sand with the cut of wounds, as it was mine that kept flowing slowly and slowly

two plushies of green and pink, the one that we always used to play with, but i can't see mine anywhere. i wrapped them and pulled them closer to me while they were stained with my blood, but andrew and ashley didn't seem to care about that since they were paying full attention to my locket in ashley's hand

tears pooled in my eyes, and they just opened the locket case slowly. the look on their faces was confounded, and they looked down at me as i started to chuckle and laugh. it became louder while tears dropped from my eyes, and it kept going down and down

"PLEASE! PLEASE! LOVE ME MORE! LOVE ME MORE! LEYLEY! ANDY! I'M STILL YOURS, RIGHT!? I'M STILL YOUR BELOVED SISTER, RIGHT!?"

i keep clenching on the plushies, and the blood still stains them more. the both of them were surprised by my sudden burst out of crying and desperation, but it didn't stop me from laughing or asking for affirmation from them as i brought the plushies to my face and kept laughing out loud

"what the fuck, y/n...?" ashley mumbled as she didn't know what to do, and andrew just couldn't form any words, but he looks at the photo in my locket again, and it seems to make them aware of what the meaning of it is

the sound of me laughing, and the tears stop dropping from my eyes slowly to fade as the blood is all over my face from the cut on my wrist and from the fresh-stained plushies. i gently pull the plushies away from my face as tears stream down again, and i look up at them with a grin

"... please don't leave me alone... we have to stay together because i still... very much love you guys" i said in an almost whisper, and ashley sighed as she bent down to me. "... we will... we missed a lot spending our lives with you... so don't die on us"

andrew later did the same, as both of them held onto my hands gently while he said, "y/n... we're sorry for all those times. come back to us whenever you're ready... we want to be—"

it wasn't very clear when he said something at the very end, but i blinked and smiled warmly like i heard it because i did. ashley brought my wrist to her face, and i could feel my wounded skin against her lips as andrew followed ashley's movement

they smiled softly down at me while there was a lump stuck in my throat that made my breath hitch. everything was calm, and so did i, like i would restrain any more on my inner voice that could go wild, but i felt everything i could be when i'm with them

the wind in the night started to breeze, and i could feel myself getting warmer and warmer from their touch since my blood stopped running because they drank it for me. the plushies both from my sides, all i could see was the moon and the dark nights, and two of my older siblings holding onto my hands with a fine grip