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Jake's POV (Oof!)

As I walked back through 2016 Cairnholm, I noticed 'Worm' and 'Dirty D' talking with s guy that looked about 20. "What d'you mean you couldn't find 'er?" Worm asked the guy. The guy looked at him, "I mean I searched this whole damn island and that girl with purple hair was just... missing." This time Dirty D chipped in, "So what? She just jumped a ferry and stole yer coat?" Wait, rewind. Purple hair? "I ruddy hope not! She was beautiful. And her personality, jeez. I'd love to see her again, just once." The guy seemed in a daydream by this point.

Worm and Dirty D snapped their fingers in front of the guy, their voices mixing, "Jay? JJ, you there?" Okay, so his name is either Jay or JJ. Nice. The guy looked at them, suddenly exclaiming, "Amethyst!" The other boys shared looks of confusion so 'Jay' continued. "The girl said her name was Amethyst. Said she was being chased by a sheep." A chuckle escaped his lips and I went over to him before my brain could process. "Hey!" I had way too much confidence here. The three looked at me. "Stay away from my sister, you got that?"

Sister? Great lie, Jake, 100% believable. "Sister? So you know where she is?" The guy with two names looked at me almost desperately. "Yeah, she's sleeping. Now leave her alone, she's got enough to worry about and she doesn't need some-" I looked him up and down, "Some stud stalking her." All three guys raised their eyebrows in shock at me, Worm's jaw dropping slightly. With a sense of pride in me, I walked into the hotel and up to my room. I now had a sister in 1943. This oughta be fun.

JJ's POV

That mainlander was Amethyst's brother? That makes no sense. To start with they look nothing alike. Amethyst has slightly olive skin and the bluest bloody eyes ever, along with a mix of purple and red hair with blonde roots. Not to mention her London accent. That mainlanders though... He's obviously American, had pale skin and ice blue eyes, oh yeah and black hair.

"Mainland thinks we're twp!" Worm said in shock-horror, using the welsh term for 'dull'. "Bobble Bach!" DD said after, making me facepalm. I hate Welsh-folk. Thank god I'm part Spanish. "Would you stop with the Welsh? And yes, Mainland thinks we're dull. But we ain't and we're gonna find Amethyst. Even if it kills me." They jumped slightly at my determination and nodded before rushing away to inform their little possy.

As they did that, my phone started ringing. "Cuz it's nine in the afternoon, your eyes are the size of the moon. You could cause you can do you-" I quickly cut it off and answered, "¿Hola?" I hadn't seen who was calling so just clicked into my usual answer. "I'm sorry to report to you, sir, but Amethyst Papilon has been found dead. We are reporting this to you because we found that your coat was in her possession."

I think my world just ended. My throat dried up and my voice was broken as I answered, "A-Are you s-sure it's her...?" Of course it was, who else had I given my coat to? "Yes, we are. I'm sorry for your loss." With that the call ended and I nearly dropped my phone. "Jackson, you alright, mate?" One of the girl's from Worm's friendship group asked, putting a hand on my arm. I wrenched it away and walked off, in the direction of the old children's home.

Amethyst's POV

"Hey girl, open the walls
Play with your dolls
We'll be your perfect family
When you walk away
It's when we really play
You don't hear me
When I say:
'Mom, please wake up!
Dad's with a slut...
And your son is smoking cannabis.'
No one ever listens
This wallpaper glistens
Don't let them see
What goes down in the kitchens"

I threw my clothes this way and that as I tried to find some form of decent fabric. Miss Peregrine had confiscated my 2016 attire and replaced it all with a wardrobe of 1943's trash. "Ugh, I hate you, Miss P!" My words and limbs were faster than my brain as I kicked my bed. "Ow!" Pain rippled through me as I held my foot and fell onto the bed. "You alright there, love? I felt your annoyance through the wall."
"Ugh, piss off, Connor."
"Didn't incorrect you on that last time?"
"Didn't I have my door shut?"
"Touché."

My head lifted to see him leaning on my anger wall, the door alternating between his hands. "But seriously, are you okay?" His voice made me soften a little. "Miss P's gone and taken all my clothes. Look at the shot she replaced it with! I'll look like Olive if I wear this!" I muttered the last part but he heard and chuckled. "You know she keeps all that stuff in the cupboard under the stairs? Go get 'em back." I thought about it for a second, "But that cupboard leads to the basement!"

God that sounded childish. "Awww, need me to come with you?" Rolling my eyes, I swat him out of my room then shut it tight before walking down to the cupboard under the stairs. I passed the twins along the way and they grunted and purred at me so I smiled back before opening the cupboard. Sure enough, there was a basket full of all my clothes. "What're you doing!?" The high pitched voice made me yelp and turn quickly. It was Olive. "Getting back what's mine, duh."
"Then I guess it's okay for me to do this."

Before I could question her statement, a fist collided with my face. The crunch of my nose breaking echoed in my head and I dropped to the floor in pain. She crouched down to my doubled-up-in-pain height. "Try and steal Enoch from me again, I dare you." She smirked and walked away, leaving me to weep as the pain in my nose grew and the blood on my hands pooled onto the dress I was wearing. Okay, Olive. You want a fight?

Good luck taming this monster.

Oof. Cya in the next chapter! Bai!
X Caitlin X

November 14th, 2018

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