A War Within Two Worlds

A War Between Worlds

Yasmini's POV

I awoke in what I assume was the late afternoon. My head was damp with sweat and my hands felt cold. My heart beat faster when I realized I was in a room I didn't recognize wearing a fluffy robe I would never choose. I took it off and saw that I was wearing a white tank top with pink shorts that matched the robe. Who changed me? I turned to my side and saw Victor and Enoch snuggling into each other on the couch facing the window. I laughed and walked over there ignoring the numbness and tingling in my legs.
"Awww, my favorite boys."
Victor's eyes snapped open and he jumped up to hug me, sending Enoch to the floor.
"Oh come on!" He yelled. But when he was it was me, he hugged me too.
"We thought you died."
"I'd never go that easy."

I stood in the shower and let the water wash away all the despair and dirt from my skin. My hair was still a tad sandy, but not nearly as bad as it started.

.....

Eliza was a frequent thought in my mind during the days and nights, but it didn't hurt anymore. All these years whenever I thought of her, I'd want to cry. But now, I think I was finally starting to heal. Is what the truth does? Heals?

I had a diary now, a present from Jake, which I wrote in from time to time. It seemed to help, and I was glad that it did.

......

I was getting ready for bed when I heard a knock on the door. Fiona pulled the covers up to her chin thinking it might have been Miss Bobolink, who would have probably approved of her late night date with Hugh in the city of London, but I think they liked the secret thrill of it.
"Come in."
Victor opened the door and flopped into my bed.
"Come sleep with me." He stuck his lower lip out and did a puppy eyed look.
"Aren't you frisky." Emma snickered. The window opened and shut, Fiona crawled out. A moment later, we heard Hugh and her giggle with glee.
"What about Luis and Jake? Don't you share a room with them?"
"I'm doing their chores for a week."
A light knock on the door sounded and it creaked open.
"Hey kids, did the two love birds go out?" Miss Bobolink leaned on our door frame.
"They think they're being sneaky."
Miss Bobolink chuckled, "just wake me when they get back. Also, Alonso might spend the night tomorrow, is that alright?"
Alonso was Miss Bobolink's "friend" with the gift of teleportation.
"You know you run the house, right?"
"Well yes, but I want you all to be comfortable. Plus, all the old crones seem so wooden and strict and I don't want to be like them." Miss Bobolink was only 70, but only looked to be about 25.
"You are in absolutely no way." I laughed.
Miss Bobolink winked and left the room, keeping the door open.
"I hate when people do that."
"Sooo?"

I slept in Victor's room. I was laying on my side and his body was pressing against my back with his arm around my waist.
"You always put your hands over my stomach fat." I whine.
"You don't have any. You're perfect." Victor moaned sleepily.
"Yes I do."
"Love, you don't."
He kissed my head and I laughed to face him. He was so comfortable he looked angelic.
"I'm sorry." I frowned.
Victor opened his eyes and looked at me, "for what?"
"I need to tell you the truth about the night Eliza died."
"Mini,"
"I killed her. I shot her and I remember it.... wrong."
Victor sat up and swallowed hard. Hot breathes and tears started come upon me.
"Horace dreamed it 3 years ago." Victor sighed.
"W-what?"
"He did. We all saw it, we saw the man staring at you and how he had the same hair as Eliza, we saw everything."
"Why didn't you tell me?" My lip trembled as hot tears fell down my face.
"Because I knew it would break you."
"But how did I get it so wrong?"
"Remember how Miss Peregrine used to trick villagers with mind memories? Well, some other ymbryne did that to you."
"I don't understand."
"Neither do I, but that's what Miss P told us."
"Why was I left there?"
Victor shrugged. I laid my head in his lap and he stroked my hair.
"I'm so sorry."
I crawled up and put my arms around his neck. His strong arms rocked me back and forth while I cried into his chest.

Victor's POV

Mini fell asleep in the crook of my arm after crying herself to sleep.

And then I had a plan

I snuck out of bed in the early hours of the morning. The world was still dark but turning a light shade of purple by the minute. I creeped into Emma, Fee, and Mini's room and tip toed over to Emma's bed. Fiona was most likely entangled with Hugh. Luckily for me, Emma did not mess with her sleep, therefore was never missing.
"What."
I jumped and gasped, "how did you know I was here, I was tip toeing."
"You walk like a drunk oaf. What do you want?" She asked annoyed and groggy.
"It's 4 a.m.,"
"I'm going to fucking kill you." Emma out her pillow over her face and groaned.
"I want to surprise Mini at the sunrise."
"No ones stopping you."
"I need your help."
"Ughhhh fine" Emma sat up and something by her stomach jostled. Jake came from beneath the sheet, "babe, you ok?"
"Nice!" I laughed. I could feel embarrassed hear come off Emma and Jake laughed nervously.

No one was occupying the lighthouse this morning, but it was littered with trash and dust. How Ruby and Joanna were able to stay up here without catching some disease is a mystery to me.
"I got the broom, mop, and some towels." Emma was panting from walking up the stairs and handed me the cleaning tools.
"Jake's in the kitchen getting food ready."
She must have seen the horror on my face and laughed, "I doubt he's anything like Abe, but just inc case I only have him cutting up berries, which I should probably supervise."
"Should I get her ready? We only have an hour to dress her." Horace popped up behind Emma.
"When did you get up?"
"You walk like a drunk oaf."
"Ok now who started that?"
"Yasmini." The both said synchronously.
"I love her."

Yasmini's POV

Before I was even fully awake, I was wearing a white dress and having my twists taken out and lathered with hair product.
"Horace,"
"Shh, I can't tell you."
I sighed and closed my eyes, it felt good to have my hair done. Horace scrunched my hair with a microfiber towel and grabbed my makeup bag.
"What? Come on."
"I'm going for a natural look."
Horace applied shiny gloss to my lips and mascara, but before putting concealer and foundation over my under eye bags.
"Now we're ready."
For what, I have no idea.

I walked up the lighthouse stairs and saw Victor standing with a nice shirt and blazer on. On the white wooden floors, there was a blush colored fluffy comforter with waffles, lemonade, strawberries, and chocolate cake.
"You're going to get a cavity." I teased.
"Maybe."
The sun was starting to rise and I sat down on the mountain of pillows and blankets that sat in front of the window overlooking the ocean.
"You look beautiful."
I kissed him and leaned my head on his shoulder while holding hands.
"Yasmini?"
"Yeah?"
"We survived."

6/6/21

So there it is❤️ thank you to all my loyal readers!! I like to think Yasmini and Victor had babies and got married, but I also like to leave it up to imagination. What do y'all think happened?

I'm thinking of writing another book of Fugh one shots so tell me what y'all think❤️