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The Witches Wrath

(Pt.3)

Sorry this part took so long T-T hope y’all like it

Pt 1. Pt 2.

Blinking the haze from the eyes I come to realize two things, one I was not in fact in my guest room and two it was very much a new day outside. The memories for last nights fight came flooding back to me and that this was in fact Sebastian room. The room was bare simply in design a closet a desk and a bed. Throwing the covers off I swing my feet over the side of the bed. Nauseated by the sudden motion. This was going to be the hangover of the century. Deciding rather than sulk I should stand up and at least try and look presentable. There was a dress splayed out at the end of the bed. Simple, black and made from what I assume was cotton not like the dress I was forced into the other day. As well as a pair of shoes simple flats that certainly looked outdated in comparison to their modern counterparts. To be completely honest I’m better off wearing this funeral fit than the my current grass stained and muddy clothes but it still doesn’t change the fact that it looks like something you’d bury your great grandmother in. Normal I could just snap my fingers and boom I’ve changed clothes but ah lass I cannot so grandma clothes here I come. I come to stand in from of the mirror just above the small dresser. By the gods I look like a mess. My heads pounding my hair is less than desirable and I look like I got hit by and 18 wheeler or a double wide hauling 2 tons of cattle. Gods I need a cigarette. I searched and searched for the pack of newports I had in sweatshirt pocket but they’re gone all that’s left is that half dead menthol vuse that was in my pants pocket. Guess we’re going new school today. I bet that checky fucker hide them along with my lighter. Deciding rather than sulk I’ll stuff the vape in my bra and head out of the room towards the kitchen. The most reasonable place for a butler to be at one in the afternoon.

After checking the kitchen and pretty much all of the servants wing he was no where to be found neither were any of the other employees of this rat hole. I solemnly determined I was abandoned left behind. Like when your mom goes to Walmart without you and when you ask her why she says you were sleeping but clearly expressed to her before your nap you wanted to go.

Rather than waste the day away I figured might as well be productive and see if maybe just maybe this place had a small library and lo and behold it did. Although not any were near the library of Alexandria I could make do. The boy surprisingly had plenty of books on the occult and witchcraft but who can be surprised when he is literally contracted to a demon. I was torn off the page I was reading in a small corner of the room by the door opening and closing. Two sets of footsteps echoed off the high ceiling just based on the sound I could tell it was Ciel and Sebastian making their entrance. Decided rather than move I stayed in the chair seemingly unbothered by their entrance.

They come to stand in front of me. Ciel in front and Sebastian not too far behind.

I flick my eyes up from the book

“Can I help you?”

Ciel spoke first “I believe you can, the queen has enlisted us to hunt down what is belived to be a witch plaguing London. Their has been a series of ritualistic murders in the Chelsea district of London.”

He cannot be fucking seriously.

“Are you shitting my dick?” He face remains stock simply waiting for you to go on.

You rose from your seat. “So you want me a women who was burned at the stake and accused of witchcraft to help you a privlaged little shit who thinks the world owes him hunt a witch!”

“Per our agreement you must help me.”

“Absolutely not I said I’d protect you not go on a witch hunt! You are probably the most inconsiderate asshole I’ve ever met. I apologize for looking into your past and in restitution I told you mine but there is no way in all the seven rings of hell I will help you hunt a witch.” You could feel it the power radiating off your hands. The green glow the room took on and the shadow cast on the ground by Sebastian coming to stand in between you and Ciel. You could feel the fiery hot rage pumping through your veins and the hand that came to rest around your throat forcing you to look into his eyes. The ones that shown fusica the ones that never change no matter what his face looks like.

“Breath” In all my years of living I really never get that mad I can usually control my “childish anger” as he calls it but there something about this fucking kid that really pushed my buttons. I go to shove his hand off but it only tighted

“Breath before you are no longer able to”

He looked at me the way a parent scolds their child for throwing a temper tantrum in the store.

“ F-fine” his grip loosed and his hand slide from your throat to your shoulder

“My dear, my young lord is simply asking you to help us identify some of the markings the witch left behind. You always were more inclined to such work.”

You stare at the ground no longer forced to hold his gaze. “Is it satanic?”

“I do not believe so, if it is it’s modern not authentic. I however believe it is Hellenic in origin.”

“I guess I can help but never ask me again.”

“Very well, shall we go?” His body turned gesturing to the door.

“Go where?”

“To the scene of the crime of course.”

Now seriously couldn’t he have waited till I don’t now any time but right now. Ciels walks out first clearly perturbd your outburst and Sebastian flows behind a hand on your lower back as he does so.

This was gonna be a loooooonnng day.

………………

One very akward carafe ride later and we arrive just outside a small townhouse. It looked rundown and very old. Sebastian stepped out first then ciel and then me. He offered me a hand down and the words

“My dear?”

“Stop calling me that we sounds like an old married couple.”

“I apologize, my dear” why does he always have to be so condescending.

As you walk up the stairs to the rickety old townhouse you feel as though they might give way beneath you. You did happen to notice a clear lack of police tape or an officer of any kind guarding the door if an apparent crime scene. After entering the smell of blood was 10 times mor pungent inside that out. You follow up the stair to a small bedroom.

By Gods it smelt bad.

Every wall was covered by symbols and although there was no body left behind the large pool of blood inside the salt circle was apparent. An alter stood at the head of the room. Taking care in where you stepped you come to stand in front of it. A seraded knife lay on the alter as well as a bowl made of bronze full of at least a 2 day old blood. Other small nicknacks scattered the top of the alter, offerings most likely but the most prominent figure was a small statue made of wood staring at this figure the realization dawned on you. The room was silent. The earl and his butler simply stood in the doorway as you inspected the room.

You spoke “it’s definitely not satanic but it’s not Hellenic either.”

Ciel was the first to respond “what lead you to conclusion?”

Rather than give away your tell you continue. “We’ll first of all lots of religions use symbols but hellenic Greece wasn’t one of them, and second the Hellenic world wasn’t big on human sacrifice.” Turning to face him he looks bored like he’s already a few steps ahead but can’t tell. “But whoever did this clearly was aiming for the attention of not a certain god but a certain someone I’d say.”

“And who might that be?” Sebastian was still silent looming over Ciels shoulder simply watching. Glancing at the symbols once more you finally spoke once more. “Theyre scarficing in hopes of getting my attention.”

“Your attention, and how could that possibly be?” Ciel laughed out his response. Before you could respond Sebastian finally stepped forward.

“My lord if I may (y/n) here became a deity of some sorts to those accused of witchcraft over time. A witch that cursed the land and the people who stole it. The witch who could not be burned I believe is the title they bestowed upon her.”

“Thanks for the exposition Sebastian” sarcasm laced in every word you spoke.

“Let me get this straight this is the second human sacrifice we’ve discovered so far and it’s all thanks to you.” Ciell didn’t know wether be disgusted or impressed.

“To be clear I have never once asked for a human sacrifice on anyone who made a deal with me. I’m not exactly sure what prompted this but whoever did this is dangerous more dangerous than me or him.” You say gesturing to Sebastian.

“More dangerous than two demons?” Ciels response was cocky his way of sayingI have to demons under my command and no one can stop me.

“Demons do not go around killing for the sake of fun contrary to popular belief. There are rule at play that we all must follow. Those rules don’t apply to human. You of all people should know what humans are capable of.”

He simply rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest “ and how do you propose we find this witch”

“My best guess check local apothecary’s and herbalist shops. There’s what looks like the leftover blossoms of detura in the alter bowl and that really only can be cultivated in north and South America.”

“How exactly is a herboligist going to help”

“Detura is a highly dangerous nightshade meant to represent demons and nightfall buuuuttt the kicker is it can only be harvested natively in souther parts of the North American continent. It’s very poisoness and very hard to cultivate. However the plant is a well known hallucigen with the right amount of it I bet you your Witch drugged the victim as well that probably why no one reported a disturbance since if the victim was to high to scream no one would have noticed.” Ciel didn’t respond right away rather content on thinking the whole crime scene through.

It’s such a waste to see a human life taken so early they didn’t tell me wether the victim was male or femal but by the smell of the blood it was a young women in her late teens. Taken to soon by a power hungry witch looking to score a deal.

Ciels voice cut through the air breaking the papble silence

“Sebastian, how many apothecary’s and herbalist shops are there in the radius of the two murders.”

“There are percicly two apothecary’s and one herbologist with radius of the two murders, my lord”

“I’d start there if I were you as well as confirm if the victims actually have the drug in their system. The only thing I just don’t understand is why is there so much blood”

“ I believe the victims throats where cut”

“No shit Sherlock but this knife clearly isn’t the murder weapon” you say as you gesture to the one on the alter

“ and what exactly leads you to believe that”

“Although it might have blood on it it’s steraded whatever was used was sharp and I mean very sharp although a seraded knife has just the same effect one with a plain sharp edge is gonna cause more damage, a seraded knife would have left blood all over the wall and who ever did this.”

Before responding Ciel sighed knowing this conversation meant a trip to the one person he always dreaded collecting information from. He pinched the bridge of his nose clearly annoyed by the notion before speaking.

“I suppose this means we must pay the undertaker a visit.”

“Indeed my lord”

“Does this mean we have to get back in that carriage cause I think im gonna vomit if i have to ride in one of those again” Sebastian merely chuckled but Ciel had a genuine curriostity in his eyes.

“How do people get around without carriages where you’re from?”

“They have cars and buses and bikes, that are not made out of ply wood from Home Depot.” Although slightly perplexed by your vernacular Ciel got the idea.

“Are you implying that everyone has an automobile in the future?”

“Well I mean not everyone has one but most people do, shit you can get a hunker junker that just barely runs off facebook market place for like a few hundred bucks. And yeah I know like a few hundred dollars is quite a lot now but trust me in the future that ain’t shit.” He simply stared at you like you were speaking an entirely diffrent language but deep down you knew he probably understood what you just said.

“Yeah inflations a bitch” before he could respond Sebastian cleared his throat and directed you out of the bloodstained room and out of the rundown town house. Climbing back in the carriage for a short ride down the street and around the corner to and even more rundown building with a large sign out front marked UNDERTAKER.

I seriously don’t remember all of London looking so old and run down.

Existing the carriage once more Sebastian hold the door open for both you and Ciel to enter the rickety crack shack this place seemed to be. A small set of bells jiggled on the door to alert when someone has entered the shop. Immediately upon entering you noticed a certain air about the place not just the putridee smell of fermedihyde but the power radiating off one of the coffins and the uneasy it brought about. Your stomach churned in a way unfamiliar to you in ages. A sort of fear, surely Sebastian felt it to yet he remained unfazed.

Ciel called out “Undertaker are about?” A chuckle came from one of the coffins before the lid slide open to reveale what one might assume was an older gentleman although his suspiciously unwrinkled skin and long hair told you otherwise

“I thought I might be due for a visit with you my lord”

“Enough games do you have any useful informations regarding the two bodies of the young women murdered this past week”

Straight to the point I see

The undertaker chuckled once more “Surely you know the price of such precious information my lord.” with every word he spoke your stomach jumped

There is seriously something wrong with this dude

Ciel rolled his eyes “two women are dead and you still insist on seeking form of payment in cheep laughs, Sebastian?”

“My lord I implore you and miss (y/n) to step outside for a moment” Ciel turned to leave but not before the undertaker stepped fully out of the coffin and spoke once more

“No I want one from her” his long black fingernails pointed at you. He was practically frothing at the mouth with anticipation.

“Me?” You pointed at yourself.

“Yes you deary surely you know a good laugh.” Sebastian stepped in between you to before he could make anymore advances.

“I apolgize but she simply isn’t the comical type” in attempt to stay “proper” while out and about in public with the earl you had reframed from swearing to offensively but throwing caution to the wind with this one you respond.

“The fuck Im not” In an instant your outburst had the undertaker giggling like a school girl. “Correct me if Im wrong but you’re the one who’s had a stick up your tight ass since I got here plus let’s be honest Sebastian you’ve never really been the stand up type. I don’t even thing you could squeeze a laugh out of that tight ass cunt of yours if you tried. I happen to thing im the funniest mother fucker in this whole damn city” With every word the Undertakers laughed grew and grew to the point you thought you might go deaf. Sending Sebastian a wink at the end of your little rant resulted in nothing but death glares from him and a mortified stare from Ciel. After nearly keeling over in cardiac arrest the undertakers laughed died down and he seemed ready to talk.

“You’ve got yourself quite the comedian there Sebastian, be sure not lose her.” The undertakers deemner seemed to change from one of foolishness to that of stone cold seriousness. “So you wanna know about the girls eh? They both came to me in quite rough shape but I stitched them up real good” before Ciel could speak up you stepped in

“Was the slices in their throats clean”

“Oh yes quite if I do say so myself. Any deeper and their heads would have come right off.” He made a gesture to his neck as he did so.

“Did you happen to look at the contents of their stomach during the autopsy’s?”

“You seem to know your stuff deary, You lookin for something in particular”

“Yes, did you happen to notice any half digested plant based matueral like a flower of some sorts”

“I did notice an odd white flower in both of their stomachs” his answer was short as he thought about it more and more.

“Can you resonably asume a cause of death”

“If it were me id say it was the big slathes in their throats,hehehehe” the smile crept back onto his face.

There is no way this freak was human

You turn to Ciel to see if he had any other questions for the mad man but he simply thanked him and we were on our way. The carriage ride back to the manor was near dead silent Sebastian had taken off to interview the shops and hopefully find a description of our suspect.

Ciel spoke breaking the nauseating awkward silence.

“Do you truly believe that the one sacrificing these girls is doing it to gain your attention.” He sounded skeptical.

“I’d like to say no, but the answer unfortunately was yes.”

“And what exactly lead you to this conclusion.”

“Back in the day when “witches” were more or less hunted for sport in America I became some what of a legend. I would make deals with certain people I’d give them power in exchange for something. I assume that’s what this ding bat is trying to do but clearly they just can’t get it right.”

“So she is going about killing innocent girls for nothing”

“Basically, never once has a spell designed to summon me ever required a human sacrifice I mean that’s like down right barbaric.”

He ignored you sentiment.

“What exactly did you take on exachage for power.”

“I wanted access to their minds. Yah know poke around see what happening in there.”

“That’s all?”

“Yeah usually I loved seeing what made people tick.”

“Surely you did more than poke around in there.”

“Oh I mean I definitely took more but to quite honest that’s not your concern”

“I beg to differ you did poke around in my head, without my permission I might add.” Irritation crept into his voice.

“That’s how the game works, it’s not my fault you don’t know the rules.”

“How was I supposed to know the rules.”

“Honey listen I’m literally a being that is designed to create chaos across the universe why would I tell you the rules for a game you didn’t know you were playing. If anything Sebastian should have warned you.”

He muttered under his breath something about curse that blasted demon. Yet he gave no response.

“It’s sad yah know, what happened to you.”

“I do not need pity from a bloody demon of all things.”

“Ouch and I just can’t help but think how you may have turned out if you got me instead of him.” You through a finger behind you to gesture losing to the direction you left Sebastian.

“And what exactly is that supposed to mean?” He was seething.

“We’ll first things first I wouldn’t have taken your soul I have no interest in dealing souls, and honestly I wouldn’t have even charged you for my services I can’t stand those who take advantage of other especially children.”

“Good to know, I’ll have to remember that for next time.” His sarcastic response hurt but you understood where he was coming from.

“He cares yah know, about you”

“Demons don’t care about anyone but themselves.”

“And who told you that?”

“Sebastian.”

“They’re complex creatures it’s not as simple as caring and not caring. Think of them as apex carnivore if you will. They fill the simple nich of population control but they still care about the ones close to them.”

His eyes drift from the window to you lazily. “Do you honestly believe that.”

“Do you honestly believe that you deserved what happened to you simply because you’re born of nobility” the question hit him like a dagger through the heart. His eyes widened and his breath caught in his chest. He looked down at the ground before speaking once more.

“I believe I am Earl Ciel Phantomhive, The Queen’s Guard Dog my purpose is to follow her orders and nothing more.”

“Ciel do you seriously have your head so far up your ass that heel to a monarch that cares nothing for you. A monarch that stands for centuries of corruption, salvery, colonialism. A monarch that sees you as just another one of her pawns in big imperialistic society. Don’t let her turn you into some noble pig.”

He was silent still looking out the window mulling over your words.

“It’s just a thought but you can be your own person.”

Choosing to bypass your slander towards the British government he moved on.

“You’re living in your parents shadow. You don’t have to be what your father was. You don’t have to….” You trailed off debating if starting this argument was even worth it but your conscience got the better of you.

Sebastian gonna kill me for this one.

“I don’t have to what?” His words were pointed like he was ready to hit you over the head with that cane no matter your answer.

“You don’t have to avenge them. Sometimes the dead are better off dead and more blood shed is never the answer.”

Your eyes met and you saw a fire a fire you’d only ever saw in Sebastian when he is really really mad at you.

“It is my duty to avenge them my responsibility and I will stop at nothing to achieve that goal. Do you understand witch” his words stuck deep in your gut. Your eyes changed in an instant and the carriage lurched forward to a stop. You threw the door open and before anything rash could happen you saw Sebastian waiting exspectantly by the front door.

“Get your fucking kid under control.”

“Whatever do you mean?”

You turn to Ciel “tell him what you just called me.” Ciel was silent his blue eyes shown with pride. “A witch” you reeled your hand back to teach the kid a lesson but Sebastian grabbed your arm before you could do so.

“Im gonna burn you at the stake and see how you feel about it 3 centuries later.” You yanked your arm from Sebastian’s grasp before taking off down the rode you just came from.

“And where exactly are you going?” Sebastian called.

“Out I’m going out!” Pulling the vape from you bra you pulled a big hit and blew it in their direction and ended that sign off with two middle fingers held high.

So here you found yourself in a filthy pub drinking beer that’s somehow weak but also shitty.

“What’s a lady like you doing in a place like this.” You look up to be met with a head full of fire engine red hair that practically touched the floor and sharp green eyes slightly hidden behind square cut glasses.

“What’s it to you”

“Well women to women it’s not often you find pretty faces in such a dingy establishment.”

“Okay we’ll then women to women what exactly are you doing in this fine establishment.”

“Oh yah know this and that. To be completely frank dear I’m here on overtime.”

“Overtime you say and what is it exactly that you do.”

“Knows where’s the fun if I just tell you.” Her voice was full of curiosity like crow presented with a new puzzle. She formally introduced her self as Grell Stucliff and right off the bat you knew what she was that didn’t stop you from conversing from her though.

“So tell me Grell if you’re supposed to be out their collecting souls what are you doing in here.”

“Well they’re a tiny detail I’ve neglected to mention.” She fiddled with hands refusing eye contact.

“And what’s that sugar.” She was different than most you’ve met in a while. Not afraid of exspressing herself. She didn’t hid behind stock exspressions or social norms as many did of this time.

“I was sort of sent here looking for you.”

“Me?” You said and you crossed your legs and leaned forward to look her in the eyes.

“Yes well the administration had informed me of a demon who seamed to be messing with the timeline.”

“The timeline? Did little ol me cause y’all some trouble” although your voice seemed ingenue you knew messing with timelines was a big no no so big in fact you could be exacuted over it. She seemed to snap out of her nervous behavior to something more relaxed.

“I’m sure it’s not that big a deal anyways. They’re always fussing over this and that these days. Tell me you’re a demon right.”

“I suppose you could call me that.”

“You would happen to know another demon names Sebastian would you.”

Desciding to play a game you tapped your chin and pretending to think

“Hmmm? Sebastian you said?”

“Oh yes Bassy has the most beautiful amber eyes, and gorgeous raven hair OH and theirs that little brat that always follows him around.”

“OH that Sebastian, yeah I know him.”

“Does he ever talk about me.” She brought ther thumb to her lips in a coy manor.

“Hmm I don’t think he’s ever mentioned a lovely lady like you. But then again who actually listens to what he has to say.”

You glanced at the clock on the wall realizing the time. Although you couldn’t hear it with all the noise in the room you felt Sebastian pull the door open to the pub and make a b-line towards where you and grell had situated in the back booth.

He came to stand right in front of your table wordlessly observing the two of you. Grell had yet to take notice of him to imfuated with the story she was telling you. You sat cross legged one arm over the back of the booth practically around grell she took no mind though. She followed your gaze to the demon infront of you.

“Oh bassy fancy seeing you in place like this.”

“I’ve come to collect (y/n).”

Grell leaned back in her seat and into your side where your hand went to wrap around her shoulder she was slouched slightly since she was quite a bit taller than you.

“No I think I’m good right here.”

“Do not be a fool we are leaving.” Sebastian seemed mad, Ciel must have told him what you said in the carriage that or suddenly he can read minds.

“You heard what the lady said she’s not leaving” Grells voice filled the crowded space. On a normal day she might have been needlessly flirting with Sebastian. However today the girl code called for her to not leave her new friends side.

“I do not believe I was addressing you Mr.Sutcliff.” You turned you head to look at Grell she had a sort of sadness in her eyes when Sebastian addressed her as Mr. In the few short hours you spent here talking with her you learned a thing or two. Firstly her favorite color was red, she was the only lady grim reaper and lastly, she 100% identified as a women. Even though you were at least attempting to repair your relationship with him you to have always been hot and cold rather than one or the other so you chose to fight.

“I’m not going ANYWHERE until you apologize to her.”

Sebastian face contorted into one of disgust and confusion.

“I’m sorry whatever do you mean.”

“You know exactly what I mean.”

“On the contrary I do not.”

“Ms.Sutcliff, not Mr.Stucliff” if you hadn’t been glaring daggers into Sebastian you may just have missed the stars in Grells eyes.

Sebastian sighed before pinching the bridge if his nose and speaking “I don’t apologize Ms.Sutcliff”

“See was that so hard.”

Pulling your arm out from behind Grell you turned to her as you stand.

“We’ll see yah around sugar let me know if you need a partner in crime. You know where I’m staying.” And with a wink you and Sebastian were off. Grell sat there stunned before a certain two toned hair reaper entered the pub looking for her.

………………

Back at the manor Sebastian lead you into Ciels study.

“I see you’re back from galvanting about, while you were off pouting we have compromised a short list of suspects and we were wondering if you could identify any of these names.” You snatched the paper out of his hand and took a look. Only a short list of 5 names was there and none stood out except for one.

How is that possible?

Your eyes widened in realization.

“Sterling Pines”

“Does that name ring a bell” ciel asked

“Yeah sorta but only the last name. I think I honestly know her descendants and that would mean that family has a long line of messing with things that shouldn’t be messed with.”

Ciel reached down and pulled out a file from the stack on the desk.

“Sterling Pines seems to have immigrated here from America of all places. She is 29 years old has a husband and son she left behind in America.” Ciel looked at you excpetantly.

“Knowing her descendants and let’s just say they have a history of messing with dream demons, she definitely not an actual witch.”

“So just a human prentending they are something they are not.”

“Yeah seems like there are a lot of those around here.” Sebastian hand fell on your shoulder squeezing to say watch it.

“So how exactly do you know her descendants?” He questioned leaning forward in his desk chair to rest his embows on the desk.

“That’s doesn’t matter what matters is we have her name so that means we can find her.”

“And how exactly do you propose we do that? It’s not like I can send Sebastian out to search the entire city” you smile turning to Sebastian with a glint of mischief in your eye.

“I think I know someone. You don’t happen to have one of those ancient telephones do you. I happen to have her number.” Grell had given you her number at the bar partly in hopes of seeing Sebastian again and also just because she’s taken a liking to you. Sebastian lead you out the office to the phone.

“I do hope you don’t plan to call that reaper he can be quite a nuisance.”

“I happen to think SHE is wonderful.”

Rubbing your first finger and thumb together you produced a spark and touched the telephone wire. Come on did you really think a regular old telephone could reach a reaper. The phone rang twice before

“Hello” was heard.

“Grell? Hey sugar it’s me I was just wondering if you could do me a little favor.” Your eyes meet Sebastian’s his was clearly annoyed by the thought of even consulting a reaper.

“Well I suppose that depends on what that favor is.”

“I just need help finding someone and you reapers are quite good at that aren’t you?”

“Well of course we’re deadly efficient” you could practically hear her posing over the phone. “Who might you be looking for exactly?”

“Oh just some wanna be named Sterling Pines. Does the name ring a bell?”

“It does I believe I collected her last victim just the other night, oh that girl was such a pretty young thing even more beautiful painted in all that red.”

“Oh really would you be able to tell us where Sterling is hauled up right now.”

You could hear papers rustling over the phone as feel searched for the info.

“Unfortunately not dear, it seems she somehow able to avoid even us. It seems we don’t even have record of her here.”

“Damn well thanks for the help”

Sebastian’s eye twitched as rather than hang up the phone you stood against the wall and started to gab on and on with Grell about this and that. It only went on for so long before he reached up and held down the button on the reserver severing the connection.

“Hey! I was in the middle of a conversation yah know!”

He smiled “and now it over.”

“When you took that kid on as your latest passion project did he also provide the stick up your ass every morning or did you take that upon yourself.”

His smile faultered and his eyes became slits.

“You have quite the mouth on you these days”

“”You have quite the mouth on you these days” you mocked “and just when I thought we’re bonding your a tight ass and I HAVE a tight ass”

“You are going to have to have some serious retraining if you continue to act in such a manor”

“Retraining what are you gonna do spank me? Your so full of it and just when I thought you cared”

“I suppose if that’s what’s required”

“Good god you are SO full of it”

“God is not here my dear”

“Yeah yeah whatever. I guess we’re gonna have to find this witchy bitch the good old fashioned way.”

“And what do you suppose that is”

“magic”

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the other day i was walking into walmart to get moving boxes

because I am moving

and i was walking pretty fast. and as i was walking i thought “hm, if i ran i could cut down on the time spent inside and get back outside and get back to work loading up boxes and get to the post office on time and—oh here i go i’m running”

i make it a couple of steps

my sparkly gold sandals (which i got because i was in an egypt phase for the first time at the age of 27) decided “let’s kill her.” so they did.

one sandal was flung across the parking lot.

here I am world, your own off-brand Cinderella

i ended up tripping, and one women turned around and went “oh haha! are you okay?”

another shouted something out to me in spanish. i pretended to understand. i didn’t though because i don’t speak spanish

which, as someone who lives in the Southwest of the United States —> embarrassing.

i laugh it off. i slip my shoe back on. my big toe’s skin has been scraped off. i’m bleeding all over and pretending not to limp.

“no big deal” i think, trying not to get blood on the floor. “i’ll just slip into the restrooms, wash off, not get an infection and have to get my toe cut off. i’ll be normal. i’ll have hopes and dreams again on this planet earth and people will look at me and think ‘oh that’s a normal person who probably doesn’t have a tormented inner life. but i’m not thinking those thoughts, because i’m a normal person who doesn’t make observations on random people’s inner life. i have so much going on in my own life that i don’t often think of strangers. i’m normal, and so is she.’”

but then the woman who asked me if i was okay was going in the same direction i was.

yes poirot protégés. she was going to the restroom too.

so i didn’t. i walked past the restroom cooly, as if that wasn’t my intention. because if i went in there she would see me, hunched over like an orangutan, using the public restroom as a medical room for the cut on my toe.

i hobbled through the store, rolling at my ankle to put keep the blood concentrated on my shoe.

toe lifted

i make it to the back restroom.

and then i hunch over like an orangutan, using the public restroom as a medical room.

as of right now i’m still not quite sure if the toe is all right or not. i’m doing my due diligence, but toe amputation is always on the horizon for someone like me.

and so here i am, laying on a mattress on the floor,

because I am moving

with a fitted sheet covering my body, yelling at the cat to stop trying to sniff my foot

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charlotte-of-wales · 5 months

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gotta start compiling my favorite royal moments of 2023 but I legit have the memory of a goldfish

the proper royal: coronation rania's 2nd wedding and also iman's carl gustav's 50th year on the throne-ball? party? gala? you know it christian's bday party leonor and elisabeth's oath of allegiance uk state visit to france and german, spain to denmark, uk to kenya, ned to south africa, Frozen but royal version: maxima and mathilde for netherland's state visit BABY CHARLES' ENGAGEMENTS that engagement in scotland where the trio hotties equerries sat behind w&k will's engagement where he was surrounded by kids and he said something along the line "you guys are the loudest kids i've ever known other than my kids" alexandra of lux wedding and other lesser known royal wedding beatrice for london's vogue event or whatever that was letizia and sofia attending women's world cup everything that happened in the tennis (wimbledon?) match, kate slaying, charlotte and george giving the rich sibling vibe, and also FELIPE felipe and letizia recreated (?) their first meeting, haakon kissed mette for her 50th birthday anne speaked german when she was opening an event in germany edo's insta post for his wedding anniv aww peak comedy: the spare complaining in text, audio, and tv series NEW YORK 2023: The Car Crash That Never Happen And War of Letter With TMZ reunion of the queen (letizia) and the one who will never be a queen (chantal) richard wearing a formal shoe and A CROC (he prolly hurt his foot but it's just so cute) princess michael being a judge for a cake competition but didn't want to taste them 😭 (was it this year?) walmart wallis and her husband had their job section empty because they are jobless lmao; their thank you letter to the bike company; chuck's escape sperm at beyonce's concert andrew's almost eviction saga EMERGENCY CAMILLAS that brf dinner where they had tiaras but none for coronation george didn't give a fuck and continue to eat pizza while will talked to sunak iirc well it's just happened: fred and miss casanova danish's titles removal (did it happen this year? well not sure) juan carlos' alleged secret daughter constantine's dead andrew in the car with w&k

thank u <333

#answered

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hikertrashprincess · 4 months

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FT Day 9

1/10/24

We were in no rush to leave town. I had brought along a town outfit so I took on the responsibility of doing laundry. There was a laundromat across the street, but I had to go on an adventure to get detergent and then quarters. The laundromat was attached to a cafe, and I bought a latte. I asked her for quarters and she gave me $6 but couldn’t give me more because she needed it for laundry. It turned out she owned the laundromat and ended up taking the quarters back and starting the machine for me.

Morpheus and I have been taking on amateur masseuse and chiropractic techniques as we try to help each other recover from the pain that it thru hiking. We call it .50 Calropratic.

We back to Walmart for some forgotten items, then left the hotel and went next door to a Mexican restaurant that smelled delicious.

When we stepped into the restaurant we were actually teleported to Mexico. Lewiston in general looked and felt like a different country, with significant Cuban influence but very multicultural and racially diverse. It was a really cool town, especially after seeing only 90% white towns along every other trail. I really enjoyed getting to practice my Spanish and we tried to enjoy unfamiliar drinks and snacks. We both tried a “aloe vera bebida” that looked very refreshing but actually contained large chunks of aloe vera pulp. Neither of us enjoyed that, but it was still a good adventure.

The restaurant was not a taco restaurant as we expected but an array of unlabeled dishes. Morpheus ordered first and a women next to us was quickly stepped in to help with translation. I did a semester abroad in Mexico, but I still didn’t know or forgot the names of all the dishes, which added to the confusion. When it was my turn to order the lady said my Spanish was “better,” which felt nice even though she notably did not say it was “good.”

We enjoyed taquitos (flautas) and gorditas. The gorditas were particularly tasty. Then we started to walk.

Morpheus realized very quickly that over the last year his feet had adapted and his go to hiking shoes were tearing up his feet. He finally changed into crocs but by the time we got to camp his pinky toes were rubbed raw.

It was a painful evening for him and discouraging for both of us as we pondered our options. New shoes have been ordered but we will likely have to take time off until his feet can heal a bit and the shoes arrive.

We chatted a bit with our neighbor at the tent site, a lovely woman who recently became a grandmother. She is a blueberry farmer on the summer in Canada and then hikes somewhere new every year. She has done hiking in the Himalayas and the TA that goes across New Zealand. Her favorite was The Israel Trail.

We said goodnight to her and watched an episode of Avatar the Last Airbender before sleep.

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vamppanda · 1 year

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Trying to leaving your boyfriend when is asleep.

Megumi x Reader

Request by: no one

⚠️ Warning ⚠️: None

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

You was in your boyfriend bathroom doing your nightly routine. Right when you was going for your facemask, you see that there was none. You shake it off and start looking for your cream, but you ran out of that too, You remember you left some here. You look under the sink in the cabinet, you saw that all of the stuff you left her was gone. You goan and pick your phone your phone to see what time it is.

"It was 10pm, so some store will be open at this time." You thought.

You change to a long dress and left the bathroom. You see that your boyfriend Megumi was asleep on the bed. You walk over and shake him a little, because he was alight sleep.

" Babe."

"huh" He hum

" I am going to the store, I am just tell you, just in chase you wondering where i am.''

He just look at you confuse.

'' Where are you going?''

'' To the store like I said.''

''OH'' He said as he roll over. You pull the cover back on him.

'' I will be back later."

You walk to the door fast. Just as you open the door, he woke up and throw the blankets off of him. You hear him and run down the stairs, you grab your purse and slip on your fluffly shoes on.

''WAIT''

You was about to walk out of the door, when you felt Megumi grab your wrist. That made you close the door. You look at him confuse, because he was upstairs sleep.

'' You are not going out there alone." He said as he let you go and put on his shoes and his coat, he grab his car keys.

" But....... I will be fine by myself, I am just going to store, it will just be right quick.''

''Ok sooo, I will don't want you going out there by yourself.... out there alone.''

You open the door and wave him off.

'' I will be fiiiinnnneeee.''

With that you walk out and slam the door on his face, and then you immediately started running down the outside stairs. WHen you was about to hit the bottom step, you heard the front door open and close. You heard heavy footsteps of your boyfriend following after you.

When you made to your car. Then you just remember you left your car keys on the table in his house. So you start walking to the store. When you got to the side walk, you heard a car drive right next to you. Then you heard your boyfriend voice yell out to you.

'' GET IN THE (Y/N) NOW.''

'' NOW''

He grow irritate of you.

'' WOMEN IF YOU DON'T GET IN THE CAR RIGHT NOW...SO HELP.''

''Fine.'' You said rolling your eyes.

He stop the car and put it in park. You open the passenger side door and got in. You close the door, put on your seatbelt, and stare out the window. He put his hand on your lap, but you slap it off you. He put his hand right back.

'' You know, you didn't even have to come.''

'' I had to come, to make sure that no one or nothing hurt you. So where are you going ?''

'' Well I am going to the store to buy all the facemask and cream that disappear suddenly .''

He face went red, he cough awkward in his hand.

'' Sooo walmart.''

'' yup''

' No wonder his face was smooth.' You thought.

A little while later, you guys made it the Walmart. He park a little far away from the store. He turn the car off and look a t you.

'' What are we going in for?''

'' We?!?!''

He rise an eyebrow at you.

'' Yes we.'' He said as he point at you and him.

'' Ok fine.''

''Wait.. Now that i think about it, why don't you want me to come.?''

You look at him and rub his leg.

'' Because I don't not want you to get up and go, Because you was try for work and you needed the rest.''

'' So that don't mean you can go by yourself, and plus I want to make sure you are safe.''

'' AWW you are nice for your own good, but you will be pushing the cart and putting the bags in the car.''

'' Fine...that only because I want to.''

'' Ok whatever.'' You said getting out the car.

'' OH and tell your friends to stop using my stuff.''

'' Ho-''

'' Because all of your friend faces was smooth, even Gojo.''

'' Fine, but I can't make promises.''

..................................................

Masterlist

#XBLACKREADER #jjk megumi #jjkxblackreader #Meguni x Black reader #megumi fushiguro

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softskyburial · 6 months

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The horrors of clothes shopping.

There’s a bunch of outlet stores on my way home from work so I stopped in at the Nike outlet for shoes. It was ridiculously crowded with children but whatever I found a bunch of shoes I liked. Got a pair. It’s great they fit fine $40.

So I also browse clothes because nothing fits, everything is too small and full of holes. I’ve been throwing away so much old clothing during my move. I guess that I must be a size larger than previously and their size measurements charts confirm.

The tops I got fit fine. The men’s size pants fit fine. The women’s leggings are falling off my ass. They are so big they are unwearable. I’m so tired. I just want something to cover my ass when I’m walking. The women’s leggings are really pretty and comfortable otherwise so I think I’m just going to take them in at the waist.

Unless someone out there wants some Nike women’s leggings in maple leaf turning red size xxl. I’ll send them to you cheap and go get a pair in my size.

But honestly though I’m not shopping for clothes at Target Walmart anywhere like that anymore. The outlet stores have clothes and shoes at the same price and these brands aren’t going to fall apart after three months of normal wear. God. I could get some Gap pants for cheap and get rid of so much falling apart garbage I’ve got. I could look like I’m part of society again.

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abluescarfonwaston · 7 months

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Shoe store: When your son hits size seven he can shop in the men's!

Me, an adult, size six: great well that's never happening

Store: Well don't worry! We also don't stock size seven anyway!

Me: cool cool cool. So what are my options here shoe store the size of a football field?

Store: We also don't stock size six or even five! Either shop in the women's or fuck off to Walmart for some shitty ten dollar shoes you piece of shit sample size!

Guess I'm going to walmart.

#i know this is stupid and just shop in the womens its not that obvious #but its so fucking frustrating that i cant have a decent pair of shoes #My feet hurt and good insoles dont change the fact they get holes in three weeks #buy them online you say #I got bad feet! i dont know what fits right! i cant just buy shoes and send them back eight times cause they all suck #I spent an hour in one store trying to find Something decent and after the worker went back for the fourteenth pair i just gave the duck up #its stupid #no im not crying in my car about it #My parents keep just saying just buy new shoes #IM FUCKING TRYING DO YOU THINK MY FEET DONT HURT TOO I HATE THIS I HATE THIS I HATE THIS #<-words of a dehydrated man who should have just gone home instead of attempting this

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4acesofspades · 8 months

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answer every single question on that ask game you reblogged xD

Welp, you asked, so here goes nothing..

(It didn't number right, but the questions are still labeled right)

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora?

Spotify

is your room messy or clean?

Pretty clean, sometimes there’s clothes on the floor

what color are your eyes?

Blue

do you like your name? Why?

Not really, it’s way too common

what is your relationship status?

Married

describe your personality in 3 words or less

Old fashioned weirdo

what color hair do you have?

Natural blonde

what kind of car do you drive? Color?

Silver Honda Accord

where do you shop?

Mostly Walmart

how would you describe your style?

Cheap and changes depending on my mood. Sometimes it's sundresses and sometimes it's leather jackets.

favorite social media account

Like type of social media? Or specific account? My favorite type is probably tumblr but I don’t have a specific favorite account

what size bed do you have?

I share a queen with my husband but in my room (yes I also have my own room) I have a twin

any siblings?

One sister

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? Why?

Maybe on the border in the us to help with the refugee crisis

favorite snapchat filter?

I don’t use filters

favorite makeup brand(s)

I couldn’t tell ya. My mother in law buys my makeup.

how many times a week do you shower?

Whenever my hair gets unmanageable

favorite tv show?

Ho boy, Leverage or Emergency! Probably

shoe size?

8.5 women’s

how tall are you?

5 foot, 7 inches

sandals or sneakers?

I have tanline stripes on my feet lol, definitely sandals. But cheap, comfy ones

do you go to the gym?

If I’m actively training for a race, then yeah. Otherwise I hate it.

describe your dream date

On our honeymoon we got to stay in a (supposedly) haunted mansion in New York. It was amazing. Also it would be awesome to like, go through someone’s attic or something?

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?

I have a bunch of culver’s coupons?

what color socks are you wearing?

None, I’m wearing sandals :)

how many pillows do you sleep with?

One

do you have a job? what do you do?

Nope, I’ve been looking for 5 months and haven’t found anything in my field, but I would love to work for a nonprofit.

how many friends do you have?

Not many. I have a few acquaintances I met in college, a couple good friends from high school, and some of my husband’s friends that I consider good friends as well

whats the worst thing you have ever done?

Cut my best friend out of my life in order to get rid of another (toxic) relationship. Regret it every single day.

whats your favorite candle scent?

There’s these Fir tree or whatever candles they sell around Christmas that smell just like the holidays and they’re my favorite

3 favorite boy names

Mason

Cameron

Eliot

3 favorite girl names

Eleanora

Rosalind

Kalia (Ka-lee-a)

favorite actor?

I don’t really have one lol. I like the guy that plays Eliot on Leverage, and I like the guy that plays Johnny on Emergency, but I don’t really follow celebrities too much.

favorite actress?

See above

who is your celebrity crush?

Despite my previous statements, I have a massive crush on Cote de Pablo.

favorite movie?

Idk if I could choose just one! Encanto and Moana for disney movies, McFarland, USA and The Outsiders for other movies, National Lampoons Christmas Vacation and

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book?

I read quite a bit. I couldn’t possibly choose a favorite book, but the most influential has been The Latehomecomer by Kao Kalia Yang

money or brains?

Brains, always. You can get along without money but not without brains

do you have a nickname? what is it?

My dad calls me flounderlips and squidlips and flapjoint.

how many times have you been to the hospital?

Couple times for migraines.

top 10 favorite songs

Currently? Or of all time? We’re gonna go with currently as the list changes constantly.

Best Bad Habit by Danny Warsnop

Quiet as a Rat by Amigo the Devil

Coat of Many Colors by Dolly Parton

We Didn’t Start the Fire by Billy Joel

Godmanchester Chinese Bridge by The Howl and The Hum

Outlaw Pete by Bruce Springsteen

A Symptom of Being Human by Shinedown

Sometimes on a Sunday by The Glorious Sons

Sing for the Common Man by Dolly Parton

The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald by Gordon Lightfoot

do you take any medications daily?

Yeah I take migraine meds twice a day and vitamins at night

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)

Idk, normal? I’ve never really thought about it

what is your biggest fear?

Amounting to nothing, probably. I’m also pretty claustrophobic

how many kids do you want?

whats your go to hair style?

I have curly hair so wash and scrunch. Usually it’s in a ponytail or lazy bun

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc)

Big old house built in 1925.

who is your role model?

I don’t have a specific role model. I try to pull bits and pieces from all different things in life- favorite authors, people I meet, tv shows, parents, teachers, and friends, etc.

what was the last compliment you received?

My husband told me my novel idea was incredibly original.

what was the last text you sent?

I told my friends I don’t like frosted cookies as much as I used to.

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?

1st grade

what is your dream car?

1967 Chevy Impala SS Coupe. I have indeed put much thought and research into this. I would also be interested in a 1967 Shelby Cobra but I’ve never even seen one in person

opinion on smoking?

If you’re going to smoke I’d rather you smoke cigarettes around me than vape. Idk but vaping really gets under my skin.

do you go to college?

Graduated December 2022

what is your dream job?

I want to work for a nonprofit in their immigration department helping immigrants and refugees settle in and work through their transition to America. Would also be interested in someday working as an immigration lawyer

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs?

Rural. Our town has about 3000 people.

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels?

I used to but I don’t anymore.

do you have freckles?

do you smile for pictures?

Yes

how many pictures do you have on your phone?

1062

have you ever peed in the woods?

Many times

do you still watch cartoons?

All the time.

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds?

Never had Wendy’s nuggies and I don’t really like McDonald’s

Favorite dipping sauce?

Fun fact, I don’t like any dipping sauce.

what do you wear to bed?

Shorts and a tshirt

have you ever won a spelling bee?

HA good joke

what are your hobbies?

Writing and music

can you draw?

Not even a little

do you play an instrument?

Flute, clarinet, saxophone, and I’m learning guitar

what was the last concert you saw?

Nothing More last year

tea or coffee?

I like both

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?

Neither

do you want to get married?

Been married over 2 years

what is your crush’s first and last initial?

My husband’s name is Daniel ;)

are you going to change your last name when you get married?

Yup, it was a pain in the butt

what color looks best on you?

I like dark red on me

do you miss anyone right now?

Yes, my best friend in high school

do you sleep with your door open or closed?

Door closed, I watch a lot of Emergency and am paranoid of housefires

do you believe in ghosts?

Kind of

what is your biggest pet peeve?

When somebody’s turning left and the person behind them can’t wait 2 SECONDS for them to turn and they speed around them on the shoulder

last person you called`

My daddy

favorite ice cream flavor?

Chocolate

regular oreos or golden oreos?

For knockoffs, golden. For name brand, regular.

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles?

Rainbow

what shirt are you wearing?

I’m not, I’m wearing a sundress.

what is your phone background?

Nate and Eliot from Leverage being dorks

are you outgoing or shy?

I’m really shy until I get to know people

do you like it when people play with your hair?

Depends on the state of affairs. If it’s already a mess I love it, if I just watched it, you’re risking your life by touching my curls

do you like your neighbors?

Yeah they’re nice.

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning?

At night

have you ever been high?

Nope

have you ever been drunk?

Nope

last thing you ate?

Salmon

favorite lyrics right now

From Quiet as a Rat by Amigo the Devil: “Time doesn’t respect what doesn’t respect it/ And kind isn’t a word I would use for man/ If everyone’s made in his image and even he couldn’t perfect it/ Then what the hell makes anyone think we can”

summer or winter?

Summer for sure. I live in Wisconsin

day or night?

Day. I like the sun

dark, milk, or white chocolate?

Dark

favorite month?

I like May and June, but also September and October

what is your zodiac sign

Aquarius

who was the last person you cried in front of?

My husband

#ask game #answered asks

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mrsmarlasinger · 11 months

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For some reason I had SUCH a gender envy moment while watching my little sister's high school production of Seussical. Jojo was played by this freckle-faced kid with longish dark hair and black Converse (who I correctly intuited has nonbinary swag irl, as confirmed by my sister). They wore a striped yellow polo tucked into gray Bermuda shorts with like a black belt or something to match their shoes.

And idk, something about the way this nonbinary teen played their role—a role not even originally written for their AGAB—was SO cool and fun and gender-fucky. They did great! And I loved their outfit!! So when I saw a striped yellow T-shirt at Walmart that reminded me of Jojo (despite being a women's shirt), of course I HAD to get it. I call it my Gender Envy Jojo Shirt.

Thank you, Jojo, for your contagious gender vibes. I wish I'd've been that cool in high school.

#adventures in gender #personal

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bewhoeveriwannabe · 1 year

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Messy Bestie

Addison and Ashley have been best friends since pre-k. They were inseparable. There was never a time Addison was seen without Ashley. They were more than best friends; in fact, they were like sisters. When you saw them together, it was as if they were only one person. They’ve lived next door to one another since birth. Their parents went on summer vacations together. One time, Addison’s dad wrote a recommendation letter for Ashely’s dad to work in the city at the mayor’s office. He saved their family from losing their home to the bank.

Addison’s dad, Austin was the sheriff of the town. He was very well respected. No one committed any crimes in the rural area thanks to her dad. He’s solved every crime that has ever been committed. The community admired him. Her mom, Lisa was more admirable than Austin. She owned the only women’s boutique. The nearest clothing store was Walmart unless you drove about 200 miles to the mall down the highway. Every woman within the 100-mile distance visited Lisa’s store. She knows every woman from each town from the west to the east and south to the north. One year she threw a birthday party and every convenience store, gas station, restaurant, and grocery store closed in town. It was as if her birthday was a holiday.

Addison’s parents were the power couple with their beautiful daughter who was sweet as could be. Everyone in the middle school Addison attended looked up to her. All the girls and guys would stop and stare whenever she walked past. One time, Kristy was being bullied for wearing a pair of Chuck Taylor sneakers. Everyone laughed at her and called her poor. Addison went home and told her parents what Kristy was going through before asking them to buy her a pair of Chuck Taylor sneakers also. When Addison walked into the school the next day, everyone’s jaws dropped. Addison has changed the perspective of Chuck Taylor for all eighth graders. After Christmas break, every kid in the eighth grade had a pair of Chuck Taylor sneakers thanks to Addison.

Everyone loved her, she was perfect. Even more perfect than Ashley, who would be in Addison’s shoes if Austin and Lisa never meet. Ashley admired Addison more than the other eighth graders as if they weren’t best friends. When Addison was away, Ashley would melt. One year, Addison went to visit her grandma out of town and rumors say Ashley didn’t shower the entire time she was away. She just sat in her room, hiding under the covers while she cried and shook from anxiety. One year, Addison dressed as Thing 1 while Ashley dressed as Thing 2. Everyone thought it was super weird. It was funny how they thought it wasn’t weird Addison dyed her hair pink and cut bangs in it then the next day at school, Ashley had done the same thing.

I’ve been in school with Addison and Ashley since pre-k also. I stay on the same block in our neighborhood. Everyone admired their friendship, but I thought it was toxic. It was scary how they were the same. They even began to look alike after we left elementary school. In the back of my head, I always thought the day their friendship ends Ashley would end the world along with it. Although they were best friends, it was obvious Ashley admired the friendship more. Sometimes Addison would say nasty things to Ashley, but Ashley would ignore it. “Ew, your breath smells like crap!” She’d scream over the lunch table so the entire cafeteria could hear, and everyone would laugh. One day, I asked Ashley why she allows Addison to be snobby towards her and she replied, “Because I love her silly!”

The prediction I had of their toxic friendship was true. I knew that the end would be near once the inseparable duo broke ties the summer before we began high school. I never knew what the reason was, but my mind allowed me to think it was Ashley’s obsession with her bestie. Rumors are Ashley’s mom doesn’t know she and Addison aren’t friends anymore. She lies to her mom and tells made-up stories about ‘a joke Addison told today’ or Addison’s awesome cheerleading performance at the football game, although she watched from the top of the bleachers all alone. Some say she lied to her mom because she betrayed a great friendship. Others think she lies because she’s delusional and doesn’t notice her bestie isn’t exactly her bestie anymore. But I think it’s because Ashley wanted to live in Addison’s skin.

Ashley no longer stood in Addison’s shadow; she did everything alone now. Her hair was never styled, she wore a ponytail the entire school year which wasn’t her usual. As Dressing fashionably for class was no longer a priority, she wore baggy jeans and big sweatshirts. All the friends she had when we were in eighth grade, no longer spoke to her since Addison didn’t speak to her. She walked around school like a zombie. With big and slow steps, I could feel the pain of emotion in each one she took. Although Ashley and I didn’t speak much, I felt for her. I’ve seen how bright she could be since we were five years old. She has let herself go and if “give up” was a person, it would, unfortunately, be Ashley.

I sat with Ashley every day during our lunch period. I couldn’t stand to watch the stares and glances she received. I thought if maybe just one person joined her, she wouldn’t look like an outcast. Although we sat together, we never spoke. She just keeps her head down while she eats snacks from the vending machine. I only see the top of her head. She never looks me in the face. Every day I give myself a pep talk before lunch to speak to her. “Hey Ashley, how are you?” I would practice under my breath. I’d be crazy to ask her that, I can see how she’s doing. I want to ask her why Addison cut ties of their friendship, but I know that’s not my place. I know why I haven’t said anything to her, but I’m not sure why she doesn’t speak to me. Maybe she thinks I’m the weird one for not speaking. She may not say anything to me, but I know she appreciates me sitting with her.

I looked around the lunchroom and saw Addison sitting with her usual group of friends most would call ‘popular’. Addison didn’t have one bestie anymore; she had an entire clique. They followed everything she did. They were sort of her pets. They stood outside the bathroom door until she finished her business. I even heard they do all her homework and assignments in class. I watched her as she laughed and joked at the lunch table. Her dark hair fell to her waist with highlights of pink and blue extensions. Her crop top shirt showed off her awesome cheerleader abs and body. Her smile was gorgeous, especially when she showed her bright pearly white teeth. Everyone loved Addison at our old middle school the year before, but now we’re in high school she has even more power than before. There’s triple the number of guys and girls to drool over her.

After lunch is 4th period, US History class. I sat in the back of the room as I waited for class to begin. I’m usually always the first one here while others take their time getting back from lunch. I was shocked to see Ashley early also. Every class she’s late, sometimes she doesn’t come at all. If my perfect ex-best friend was in the same class as me, I probably would skip too. I watched her as she grabbed a bottle of liquid out of her bag and napkins. She took her normal big and slow steps as she walked toward Addison’s assigned seat. I felt a panic fall upon me as she held the bottle upside down it dripped onto the desk. What is she doing? I was afraid. I knew Ashley wasn’t her old self and I was scared. The old Ashley wouldn’t hurt a fly. But the new Ashley, I wouldn’t underestimate her. She then took the napkins and wiped the substance off before sitting down.

As usual, she never looked at me. But she knew I saw. What has she done? Should I let an adult know? I was terrified. Ashley has turned into an entirely different person, and it seemed I didn’t know her anymore. What if it’s poison and she wants to murder Addison? My entire body was tense. My hands began to sweat, and my legs couldn’t stop shaking. I never felt fear before as I did now.

I jumped as the school bell rang and many students joined us in the class. The room felt dizzy, and everything was in slow motion as I watched Addison walk to her seat. My heart dropped as Ashley looked back at me and we locked eyes. She turned her head back to the front as our teacher began the lesson. I clenched my fist hard; I could feel my nails breaking the skin on my hand. Ashley hasn’t looked me in my face the entire school year, what did this mean suddenly? Was it a threat? I’m not sure, but the fear in my chest wouldn’t allow me to tell anyone anyway. In a matter of minutes, I convinced myself that I wouldn’t.

About fifteen minutes into class, I was ready to explode. My insides were hot, and I could feel my skin melting. I was too anxious to know what Ashley has done. Then, it finally happened. Addison began to cough randomly cough rapidly. They sounded painful as she wheezed for breath in between coughs. It started an irruption in the class. “Addison are you okay?” her friend asked. But Addison didn’t answer. Instead, she began to hold her throat tight with both hands. ‘Ashley is evil’ I thought to myself. She is going to kill Addison! Addison’s friend rushed by her side, “Oh my gosh! Your face!” she exclaimed. Addison’s face generalized hives all over. Although her skin was brown, she was red as a cherry. Addison was having an allergic reaction!

I’ve only seen this once when we were in elementary school. Addison had an encounter with peanuts while on a field trip to the zoo. Her entire face resembled a red balloon and she coughed uncontrollably, just as she did now. Oh now, Ashley has done something evil. That liquid substance must have contained peanuts. My stomach felt quesey and I began to gag. Some students turned quickly and glanced at me before turning their attention back to Addison. The thought of Ashley causing harm to Addison made me sick!

I watched Ashley jump from her seat and towards Addison. “What are you doing weirdo?” Addison’s friend called out. Ashley ignored her as she went into Addison’s backpack and retrieved her EpiPen. Ashley knew that Addison kept an EpiPen in her backpack, and I did too. But for some reason, I remained stuck in my seat watching the horrific scene play out like a movie. Ashley stabbed the Epipen into Addison’s thigh through her blue jeans. I felt my stomach knotting again while I gagged heavily and loudly. I quickly grabbed my backpack before vomiting into it. I’ve never felt this worse in my life.

I’ve begged my mind to erase the images of that day. Every time I think about it, I think about how I could’ve prevented it. I sat at the lunch table alone as I watched Ashley and Addison across the cafeteria. They were talking and laughing with those who used to be only Addison’s friends. Ashley’s long black hair hung to her waist as Addison’s was also. They both had matching cheer uniforms for the rival basketball game tonight. Months have passed and I never told Ashley’s secret. I convinced myself that Ashley deserved the life she was living. I’ve seen how she is when she’s not friends with Addison. Being lonely, going through high school alone. She deserves the same opportunities as us all; to have a social life, to feel pretty, and be happy. Whom would I be to take that all from her?

I haven’t spoken a word to Ashley, but whenever she sees me, I’m greeted with “Hey friend!”. Followed by a fast wave and bright smile before she goes along with her day. My heart skips a few beats, and my stomach knots every time she says it. I fear Ashley. She’s capable of the worst, hurting someone you once cared for. I knew I would never tell anyone about what Ashley had done, because if she’d hurt someone she was obsessed over, imagine what she’d do to me.

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