Some Strange Type of Peculiar Love

Dead Sheep

Omg so much happened today! First I saw these socks and I just knew Hugh would just have to have them. Second, the 6th book came! I've been reading it non stop for an hour and it's so good! I can already feel the tears coming! Also, they do have a few Fugh moments in there but I won't spoil :)

Hugh's POV
I was upstairs with Fiona in her room when I heard Jake yell. Fiona jumped up from the crook of my arm and panicked.
"Shh love I'm sure it's fine, let's go see—" but before I could even finish my sentence Miss Peregrine yelled from downstairs. "Children! Come down here please."
Fiona's eyes got wide and she started to grip my hand harder. I want to tell her it's going to be ok but my heart is already in my mouth as is.
"Let's go, it'll be ok."
She swallowed and nodded.
We got downstairs only see Jake panicked and Miss Peregrine eerily calm.
"Children, we have reason to believe hollows and wights are on the island." Miss Avocet was standing beside her, she looked weak but at least she was back in human form.
"How do you know there are wights?" Horace asked timidly.
"Or hollows?" Asked Bronwyn, eyeing Jacob.
Everyone nodded in unison, maybe she was just confused? Then again, when was Miss Peregrine ever confused?
"I saw them, the-the-the sheep. They uh-uh- had n-no eyes."
My heart dropped to my ass.
"Well that's enough for me." Shrugged Enoch, but I could tell he was afraid- we all were.
"Go upstairs and pack a few things, quickly. We must leave as it is starting to get dark."
Fiona looked at me with tears in her eyes, "I love you." She whispered.
"I love you so much more, go pack. We'll be ok." She nodded and I kissed her forehead before she scurried up the stairs. I wiped the tears from my eyes and followed her.

I had 2 blankets, all 10 pieces of underwear (most important garment to change if you ask me), 3 pairs of pants and my 5 favorite shirts. My bees flew around nervously, I grabbed their foldable stand in hive made of paper máche Claire so lovingly created, which seemed to calm them down a bit. I clicked my bag shut and turned to look at my room one last time, the evening sun turning it a tangerine color. I pulled down my goggles, grabbed my hat and coat, and started towards Fiona's room.

Fiona was scurrying around her room, her suitcase was open and empty, she was too busy trying to find a big enough pot for her worms, she couldn't bear to leave any behind.
"Fiona, you need to pack." 
She ignored me and walked briskly past me with a handful of worms writhing in her hand.
I went into Fiona's dresser, it felt improper to look at her knickers but I was her boyfriend of 61 years so if anyone should do it, it should be me. Fiona turned around and frowned at me, but kept whispering to her worms. I grabbed 3 dresses and 4 pairs of pants along with 6 shirts. I also grabbed a bag of mixed seeds she kept on the top of her dresser where she thought no one would find them.
I snapped her suitcase shut.
"Fee, we need to go, now."
She was sitting on her bed with her pot between her feet. She nodded and felt her bedspread one last time before she left the room without looking back.
Suddenly I heard a knock at the door and it creaked open, I didn't even have to look at his pupil less eyes to know that he was a wight.

2/23/20
I Thought I'd leave you on a cliffhanger until tomorrow (not really if cliffhanger if you read the books) but stay tuned to see how Bronwyn reacts to leaving Victor.
Also; I'm looking for a creative name for the title so shout out!