Salem's Witch

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Ziggy's POV

I walked over to the glass cage with the roaches in it. Opening the lid trying to figure the best way to get them out and into the bucket. Y/N trailing behind me picking up what look's like tweezers and hands them to me.

"You got this," she exclaims nervously making it clear they weren't reaching their hand into the cage. I start scooping the roaches into the bucket making sure none of them fall on the floor. 

"Well while you do this I'm going to get some flowers to lure her in and a pen and pencil too," they volunteered before exiting the shack

"Abandoner," I yell hitting the insects that keep crawling out of the bin Y/N coming back in a few minutes later both hands filled with flowers placing them next to me. Placing a piece of cloth over the top of the bin and tying it around with rope to keep them inside.

"We can use the rope to dangle the bucket from the other stall I'm pretty sure there's a hook on the wall," they suggest writing 'Sheila' on the front of it 'meet me in the bathroom quick, Nick' inside with a heart neck to his name. Folding it up.  Looking in the cabinets for some finishing touches.

"This is going to be amazing," they teased pulling out candles and glass bottles.

"Really, we need to do all of this," I ask looking at the  excess amount of flowers and candles

"Yes this is very romantic first off and Second off go big or go home. Also if she accidentally knocks over the candle and sets the whole camp on fire it wouldn't be such a bad thing," they murmer the last bit to themselves

"Let's go then,"  I laugh picking up the bucket and a screwdriver both of us heading over to the outhouse. Y/N leaving a trail of flowers up to the door and to the middle stall. Helping me set the bucket over the stall and make a pulley system. 

"Just one last thing," Y/N mutters before going outside waving over a kid 

"Are you gonna try and tag me or something," he asks cautious looking around at the flowers and the candles looking me up and down strangely

"No I don't do this Color war crap but if you give this to Sheila and say it was from Nick I will give you," she starts digging in her pockets and pulls out a few singles "I will give you $3," the kid shrugs taking the money and the card and starts walking over to the Sunnyvalle jail.

"Can't forget the final note," I bragged handing her the note so they could put it on top of the toilet then turn on the radio. After quickly hurrying back shutting the door behind them. Putting their hands on top of mine ready to pull down the rope.

After a few minutes the sound of Sheila's  footsteps approaching the outhouse the door shutting behind her, "Nick this is too cute, could of done it in your bunk but I guess this is kinda hot," 

"Now" I mouth both of us pulling down on the rope  releasing the roaches onto Sheila the sound of her screams filling the room.

"We gotta go," Y/N laughs pulling me out of the outhouse. I stick the screwdriver in the lock to keep her locked in there. Both of us running back to the Science and Nature room. Hearing her bang on the wooden door behind us 

Y/N POV

"Did you hear her," I ask

"Yes she sounded like a frog," Ziggy laughs mocking her scream

"What did I tell you,"

"Fuck paint," 

"We make an amazing team," I admit putting out my hand her shaking it

"Well what are we supposed to do now," Ziggy asks taking a step closer glaring at my lips making it obvious what she wanted to do. 

"How about 21 questions," I suggest Ziggy smirking and rolling her eyes

"That sounds stupid," 

"C'mon we both ask each other questions," 

"Fine you go first Y/N'

"Are you a cat or a dog person," 

"Definetely dog person," Ziggy answers walking over to the snakes "What about you dog or cat,"

"Definetely cat," I answer "You and your sister did you ever get along," 

"I thought these were supposed to be easy questions,"

"Never said that, there are no rules to this game,"

"God I hate snakes," Ziggy answers bending down to look at one

"Why are you dodging my questions?"

"Why do you care,"

"Just wondering," 

"I've hated her since I was a baby, Next question," 

"That's bullshit,"

"Okay then why are you so full of it," 

"What" I scoff

"Oh come on, you were born in Sunnyvalle but you refuse to side with them in slightest, you're from Salem of all places yet you refuse to believe Sarah Fier's curse.  You pretend to be a hippie and all chill but in reality you're just a witch who likes the paranormal and the weird girl from Shadyside," Ziggy declared making my face redden from the last part

"First off all being a witch is the norm where I'm from, Secondly her curse is starting to grow on me a bit also you like the witch from Salem. But how will we ever get to know each other if she keeps dodging my questions,"  I answer sitting on the bench ZIggy sitting next to me

"There was a time when things were good between us. When my dad was around and my mom was happy, and Cindy and me we'd throw toilet paper on Mr. Corkle's tree and then we'd jump in the lake with all of our clothes on and now... everything's gone and it's all just gone to shit. That's what happens when you live in Shadyside everything turns to shit eventually. I wouldn't expect you to understand," she finished

"Maybe I would, my dad killed himself my mom's a raging heroin addict she's back in rehab which is the reason why I'm even here to begin with. My mom was born in Shadyside she always believed in Sarah Fier which is the reason why we moved so far away. It was her way of escaping everything. Before my dad died he rambled on about how the line about keeping your friends close and your enemies closer is complete bull because sometimes your greatest enemies turn out to be your bestest friends," I mumble Ziggy giving me a pitiful look "He also told me to be a right and just person and to not follow in his footsteps and believe in crystals or like someone from Shadyside. But Fuck him," I stand up leaning against the table "Maybe we should go back to the easier questions," 

"How about we finish what we started earlier," Ziggy suggests taking steps closer to me cupping the sides of my head pulling me closer. I wrap my arms around her waist deepening the kiss. The sound of a girl screaming making me pull apart.

"Can't get one fucking moment," I fume pulling Ziggy's arm over to the Shaydside jailhouse where the screams came from. 

"He-He's dead," stuttered a camper. A pool of blood next to Jeremy's lifeless body. His head a large indent in it along with his back and his knee. Blood splattered across the room his glasses next to what used to be cheerful boy. 

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