Chapter XXXIV

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TW: Violence

I must've been through about a million girls
I'd love 'em and I'd leave 'em alone
I didn't care how much they cried, no sir
Their tears left me cold as a stone
But then I fooled around and fell in love

- Fooled around and fell in love , Elvin Bishop -

- Fooled around and fell in love , Elvin Bishop -

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˖*. DIANE'S POV .*˖

The mansion, Week one

The teens quickly got settled into the mansion. The room Diane'd chosen to sleep in seemed quite snug at first, but after the first night she quickly realised that the window wasn't sealed properly and there was a constant draft.

For the first few days, Lysander and Diane strolled from room to room. Searching in every drawer and cupboard, turning over every portrait and photograph. Diane was amazed by the different amount of rooms and their purposes. There was an enormous library, a drawing room as well as an office and a locked room they couldn't seem to enter no matter what they tried.

They tried magic, Lysander even resorted to trying to break in the door with a rusty axe they'd found laying around. But the door would't budge, so they let it be just that for now, a secret room.

Diane was laying in her bed that night, thinking about different methods they could try to get inside, when Lysander suddenly burst into her room.

'You won't believe what I just witnessed.' He laughed, plopping himself down on the edge of her bed.

'Lysander!' Diane exclaimed. 'Ever heard of knocking?' She quickly pulled the sheets up to her shoulders.

'Oh, c'mon Diane.' He chuckled. 'There's nothing I haven't seen before.'

'Fine.' She said, trying to maintain her angry tone. 'Go on, then.'

'So, I was on my way to Lorcan's room when I noticed he wasn't there. I thought he'd been kidnapped or something, so I went into town to try to find him and-' He burst into laughter again. 'H-he was skinny dipping with some random French girl.'

'What?' Diane exclaimed, grinning. 'Our Lorcan? Skinny dipping?'

'I know, right?' He laughed. 'Couldn't believe my eyes. It's a hot girl too, Next time I'll have to ask him for some advice.'

'As if you would need advice.' She scoffed. 'You can already get literally anyone you want.'

'Still not over our little make-out sesh, huh?' He grinned, wiggling his eyebrows. 'Shut up.' Diane laughed, throwing her pillow at his face.

'Alright, alright I'll leave.' He drawled, holding up his hands in surrender, backing out of the room. 'Have fun dreaming about me.' He winked before slamming the door shut.

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