Sotto Voce
[ˌsädō ˈvōCHē]
ADVERB
(of singing or a spoken remark) in a quiet voice, as if not to be overheard.
(Y/N) always knows, even if you don't tell her.
(I'm an anime watcher and a manga reader, so things from both places will be the...
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"Norman... is getting shipped out?" Emma whispers.
"Mom." Ray says. "What happened to Emma's leg?"
"It's completely broken. I did it." She hugs Emma. "Don't worry. I broke it well, so it'll heal back perfectly without a scar. But, she will need rest. It'll take a few months to heal fully. I hope it's healed by your birthday, Ray."
A 'tch' noise comes out of Ray's mouth.
"Norman, make sure to give me that bag later." She points to the rope-filled bag before picking up Emma. "Okay. Let's go back to the house."
The five kids follow their mother that was holding Emma.
(Y/N) watches as Mama goes inside, and she sits down with Ray, Gilda, and Don.
"Isabella said something before she locked me in the room." Ray says. "She said 'Control them without the use of you.'"
"And?" Don asks.
"I was thinking, about how she could of phrased it 'Control them alone.' but she didn't. So, there's most likely another traitor."
"Huh?" Gilda asks.
(Y/N)'s eyes widen.
"I also think I know who it is." Ray turns to face (Y/N). "(Y/N), you wouldn't happen to know anything, would you?"
She shakes her head in response. "I'll talk to you and Norman later."
"Okay." He turns back around.
"She took our rope, and Norman's getting shipped out tomorrow." Don expresses his concerns. "Emma's leg is broken, and she can't move. We were supposed to inspect the area and then escape. What are we supposed to do now?"
"Emma will heal. We can make another rope." Ray says. "We can do something about the escape. We will make it happen! For now, we have to worry about Norman."
"But why? Out of all of us, why Norman?" Gilda asks. "It's not because she found out about us trying to escape, right?"
"Yeah, it's weird." Don agrees. "if we taste better the higher we score, wouldn't Norman be the one kid who she would want to ship out mature?"
"Exactly. Under normal circumstances, this would never happen." Ray says. "She got rid of Sister Krone. Cut me off. And broke Emma's leg. It was all for this."
"But I can't believe it." Gilda covers her mouth with her right hand. "Even Sister Krone..."
"She was doing fine this morning." Don says.
"It was sudden..." (Y/N) mumbles. "Just like Norman's..." She punches a tree once, making her fist bleed. She watches as the blood pools and drips from her knuckles, smiling. "Heh..." She turns around, smiling, to two concerned faces and one scared one. She walks past them lightheartedly. "I'll go... clean this up."
(Y/N) walks into the House and up the stairs and stopping at a broken door. She smiles at it, before turning to the infirmary. She opens the door to Emma.
"(Y/N)?" The emerald-eyed girl asks.
(Y/N) waves slightly before going over to the cabinet and grabbing some alcohol and cotton swabs. She pours some of the alcohol on the cotton before dabbing it on her hand, scowling as it stings her. As she reaches up for a band-aid, Ray comes into the room, and walks over to the side of Emma's bed. They whisper for a couple of moments, until the door opens once again.
(Y/N) sits down on a chair in the corner of the room where she wouldn't be in the way. Norman walks in with a glass of water.
"Emma." He calls.
"We need to talk." Ray cuts him off from saying anything else. "We're not going to let you die. Norman, escape by yourself tomorrow afternoon."
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAMA ISABELLA (Sep. 9)
IM SO SORRY I FORGOT TO UPLOAD YESTERDAY I HAD SCHOOL
