I will break into your thoughts
With what's written on my heart
I will break, break
A year later
It's been a year since I was magically transported into the House of Wax universe. Ambrose is pretty much how I always imagined. Tourists never come around ever now since we took out the detour road sign and set up a fence by the wash out. (Ambrose really is impossible to find if you don't know where it is already.)Only difference from the movie, is that the brothers are still alive, and much to my surprise, I had managed to get all of us real jobs in a new town that was being constructed a few towns over.
Bo works as a mechanic of course, Lester works at the local supermarket as a butcher, Vincent works at an art museum after the both of us had spent a day showing off his paintings and small figurines and a museum curator noticed us and gave him a job. He needed an assistant, and they hired a young man named Benny to help with ASL translation.
But Vincent wanted me to help with the money and have me around since he didn't trust anyone with the money he was making now. And that's how I became his secretary. It's a job I never wanted, I hate formal office jobs but since it was for Vincent, I accepted. So now we had income, the brothers weren't killing anyone, and life was pretty normal as can be.
I try my best to keep myself busy in order to avoid the homesickness that invaded me every now and then, Especially at the end of each day and it was time to go back to what I now call home. My relationship with the brothers was one of mutual respect and understanding. I'm closer to Vincent and Lester than Bo,who always had an insult to throw at me and would constantly switch from cold, hateful and avoidant to flirty and teasing. Which is why I'd made up my mind to clean out one of the old vacant houses here and move in. I couldn't stand being in the same house as him, he was driving me insane. Part of me wanted to strangle him in his sleep while another part wanted to have him for myself.
I'd been saving some money and I was able to little by little fix up one of the houses that were on better shape. I'd been at it for a while until it was renovated enough for me to finally take up residence.
After I left the main house, Bo continued to be the same way towards me when we did see each other. I still see him less than Vince and Les, since obviously I see the long haired Sinclair every day at work and he and the youngest Sinclair both come over for Breakfast and dinner more often than not. Bo has yet to visit my house. And as much as I try not to let it get to me, it hurts. Just imagine how it would feel, if one of your...well he was never my hero per say, but I had adored him, once. When he wasn't real and was a Slasher. Now? Ha. I don't really hate him,nobody is obligated to love someone back or even be friends with someone if they don't want to, but I did resent him a bit for it. I'd done nothing but save his life and help him turn it around, yet he constantly wanted to make mine a hell. I know the only reason He doesn't kill me is cause of the boys. They do love me a lot apparently, and they were protective of me.
But our relationship is simply sibling-like. I can't bring myself to fall either of them like I have with bo, although it would've been so much better if I could.
I sigh to myself as I continue working on organizing the groceries I'd made earlier today. It was Vince's and Mine day off, and we went on a supply run. The radio is of course blasting through the house as usual and "teardrops on my guitar" by Taylor swift comes on and I sing along out loud, and half way through the song I feel tears literally in my eyes and at the end of the song I'm crying angry tears.
"FrRICK.YOU DREW! YOURE JUST A STUPID BOY, YOU DONT DESERVE TAYLORS TEARS. SHES BETTER THAN YOU! I scream at the radio, through my wet eyes. The doorbell rings at that moment, making me jump. I go to the living room and see Lesters smiling face through the window curtains.
