Some Strange Type of Peculiar Love

The Worst Days

Fiona's POV

Jake was friendly enough, he was awkward and lanky but he was nice. He looked to be around my age, well, my loop age. If I was to leave I'd turn into dust blowing away in the wind, but I try not to think of it too much.
I was upstairs playing dolls with Claire and Bronwyn (as the twins didn't like to do things with people other than themselves) when I heard Enoch's voice through the air duct.
"His name is Victor, I can introduce you if you'd like."
Bronwyn and Claire were mumbling and didn't hear them. I got up to look out of the window, Miss Peregrine was trying to split up a spat between Hugh and Millard. Olive was crying, she just wanted to play with them, but everyone knew if she stepped on someone's foot with her shoes their toes would surely break.
"Hi Emma!" Claire ran to hug her but was only tall enough to reach her waist.
I grabbed Emma's hand and marched up the stairs to the third level where Victor was kept.!
"Fiona!" I loosened my grip but didn't let go. When we reached the top of the stairs I felt her hand get hot and let go.
"What are you doing?" She shouted.
"I-I would like to-to m-meet Victor."
"Do it and we'll never speak again," she turned to Enoch, "you know this hurts him!" She had tears in her eyes, and I just glared.
"Oh Emma, don't you think he should meet the whole family?"
"You hated Abe and now you're trying to drive Jake away!"
"Pish posh, that was decades ago."
"Like you've changed."
He shrugged and turned to Jake, "Ready?"
Jake glanced at Emma, "I'm sorry, I'd just really like to meet him."
"Fine," she said through her teeth before softening, "just don't let Bronwyn find out." Emma turned around and went down the stairs. I stared at Enoch and Jake.
"You wanna come too, Fiona?"
I scurried down the stairs and out the door. I ran past Hugh and Millard, still trying to explain to Olive why she couldn't play with them, but Miss Peregrine wasn't there anymore. 
I climbed up my tree and cried, I cried for Victor, for Bronwyn, and for me. Bronwyn tries to be nice to me, but she never says more than hello or goodbye. I know she wishes everyday that it was me instead, sometimes I do too.

"Fiona!" Hugh ran right to me and put his hands on my face.
"What happened love, are you alright?"
I pulled away but he grabbed my hand,
"Fiona where's Victor?"
I couldn't breathe, I ripped my hand away and felt pain shoot into my arm. I ran through the grass and into the house and all the way to the second floor and into my room. I slammed the door shut, I couldn't breathe. I couldn't catch my breath. I moved my dresser in-front of my door to keep everyone out. I reinforced it with vines. I closed my windows but left the shades cracked as like my flowers, I needed the sun. I sat down and before I knew it my vines were growing wild, circling my room, winding around the legs of my chairs and crawling up my walls.
"Fiona! Fiona!" Hugh pounded at my door.
I hugged my legs and cried.

I didn't leave my tree until Hugh climbed up, it took him forever to learn to cling.
"Fee? You've been crying? Are you alright?"
"Enoch."
"Was Enoch being an ass again? I can tell him—"
"He woke up Victor."
I saw Hugh take a deep breath to try to restrain himself from tackling him right that very minute.
"Did you see it?"
I shook my head no, I could tell he was relived.
"On my worst days I wish it was me." I could tell Hugh was hurt, but I kept going. "On the days Bronwyn cries the hardest, on the days Miss Peregrine just stares at his door and I watch her heart break, on those days I wish it was me." I whispered, I couldn't look at Hugh, I know I'd cry.
"Dinner!" Emma yelled.
I smiled weakly at Hugh and started the 12 foot climb down the tree, not even paying attention to the slivers of wood that slid in my skin.

2/22/20
Hey! I know this was another sad one I think I'm just in a sad mood as it's super rainy/snowy today. But anyways make sure you comment! And if anyone could share my story that would be great! Or if anyone has any cute fics I could read that would be awesome too!