☂︎☹︎𝗦𝗮𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗲𝘀☔︎⌫

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 8| 𝗬𝘂𝗺𝗶.

𝐄𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!

Her boots clicked as they made their way across the floor.

Celeste glanced nervously at Yumi, unsure of her next move.

Elijah breathed in deeply, the cigarette fumes spreading.

Celeste coughed, hating her brother's habit.

"Oi, Yan." Elijah exlaimed.

Yumi stopped pacing.

She didn't say anything, she didn't need to.

Elijah gulped, but carried on.

"You know how you kill anyone close to Senpai?"

Celeste rolled her eyes.

"No, duh." She snarked, tuning him out.

"And how Funneh and Alec broke up?" He persisted.

Yumi flinched.

"Where are you going with this?" Yumi demanded.

Celeste was horrified, she knew what he was going to ask.

Elijah narrowed his eyes.

"Don't get so worked up about it. Well, you said before that you aren't going to kill Funneh because it's obvious that she's head over heals for Alec," He paused, letting them take it in, and continued, "so, now that they've broken up, aren't you going to kill her for being close with Kai?"

Silence.

A thick wave of dread washed over Yumi.

She felt dizzy.

Funneh and Gold were her friends...

Her first ever friends...

That clearly wanted nothing to do with Kai. (Romantically and platonically, they only talked to him out of courtesy and manner).

In fact, they wouldn't even know Kai if it wasn't for her.

They were good people.

Even though she always threatened Funneh to get Alec to help, she wouldn't dream of laying a finger on her.

She used the whole, Funneh likes Alec too much, as an exuse so they wouldn't see her soft side.

Yumi ruled with fear.

Elijah, who dared look at her with a normal look as if looking at a normal person.

He didn't fear her.

That much made her furious.

Celeste scolded her brother while Yumi spaced out.

She stopped mid sentence when a knife landed a few centimetres away from her twin's ear.

"Are you questioning my judgement?" She inquired, her voice low and cold.

Elijah shivered, which made Yumi smile inwardly.

"No! I-I was just curious!" He yelped.

"Good. I don't need any idiots on my most trusted task." She commented.

Elijah nodded warily.

Aly's Flashback:

Trigger Warning: Swearing and  Abuse.

"NO FUCKING RESPECT IN THIS HOUSE!" Dad shouted.

"NO FOOD SHE FUCKING SAYS! LOOK, HERE'S YOUR SHITTY FOOD BITCH!"

"NO FUCKING FOOD! NO DAMN FOOD! YOU SAY THAT WHEN I BRING 120 DOLLARS OF FOOD!" He ranted, angrily throwing the food out the bags and onto the floor.

Alec and I flinched, we knew that tone, he was going to go on about this for a while.

And that meant that no one was safe.

We hurried to put all the items away as he went to the stairs and started throwing all the food on the stairs.

"I'M SICK OF YOUR BULLSHIT AMELIA!" Dad bellowed.

"If you're sick of it then fucking leave!" A voice from upstairs cried, shrill voice grating at all their ears.

Dad paused.

"Are you telling me to get out of my own fucking house?" He inquired, anything but calmly.

Low mumbling from upstairs.

"Can you please stop? It's Aly's birthday!" Alec pleaded ineffectedly.

"And Mum, stop replying, it'll get worse..." He advised, his town growing softer.

I looked up at my brother with admiration.

He's so brave!

I heard a plate shatter.

Alec rushed me to the pantry, not letting me come out to survey the damage.

"SHUT UP, YOU LITTLE SHIT! NO ONE ASKED FOR YOUR INPUT!" Mum yelled, her tone venomous and hatred-filled.

Alec just bent down to sweep up the mess, trying to look as if he didn't care. But I saw a tear go down my brother's face, his eyes miserable.

"Don't cry!" I said stupidly.

He wiped his tears away furiously.

"I'm not crying!" He mumbled.

"DON'T TALK TO MY SON LIKE THAT!" Dad shouted.

"I'LL TALK TO HIM HOWEVER I FUCKING LIKE! HE MADE OUR LIVES MISERABLE!" She screeched.

Alec finished getting all the shards and put them in the bin.

Dad shouted so angrily that we both dropped the things we were holding.

He silently hugged me and covered my ears.

It didn't make a difference, I still heard.

He thundered up the stairs, bottle in hand.

Swearing.

Yelling.

Shouting.

Begging.

Smash.

Screaming.

Crying.

This, is our family.

𝐄𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤.

𝐀𝐥𝐲'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

I sat up, sweaty as hell.

My sheets were tangled, and the room suddenly felt like it was on fire.

My head throbbed.

"I feel like crap." I said aloud.

I checked the time.

Only 11:38am.

Lucas should be awake.

I phoned him and waited.

"Yeah...?" A groggy voice murmured.

"Can I come over?" I whispered.

♔︎♕︎♔︎

𝐀𝐲𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲!

𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐦𝐭.

♔︎♕︎♔︎

𖨆☁︎ 𝐒𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟𝐟, 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞. ✍︎☂︎