𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇

𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍

"Murderers are not monsters, they're men. And that's the most frightening thing about them," —Alice Sebold

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"Does Nikolai know about your little hobby? Or are you too scared to tell him his best friend is fucking obsessed with his girlfriend?" the girl finally turned around, trying not to show any fear as she stared straight into Raphael Miller's eyes.

The freckled boy immediately held the sharp blade closer to her side at her snarky comment. Coraline gasped, feeling a small poke to her stomach along with some liquid running down her waist. She couldn't help but cry out, tears already in her eyes again showing her immense pain and fear.

Raphael simply chuckled at her pathetic cries for help, digging the knife deeper into her waist every time she got louder, "Not so fucking tough now, huh?"

Coraline gulped as she gripped his hand. She glanced around for any way out, but every scenario lead to one thing and one thing only: her death.

So she gathered all her strength to look at the psychopath's blue eyes and spat out, "What the fuck do you want, you sick fuck."

Raphael rolled his eyes, once again tightening his grip on her, "You know, speaking to me like that won't help your case. But I do want one thing. I want you to stay away from Nikolai."

Coraline simply laughed coldly, but she stopped after a few seconds when her hips ached a lot. She had to take a few seconds to catch her breath, which was getting harder and harder each second, "It's over. I called it off today. So all of your stalker moves were done for nothing."

The boy simply scoffed. He didn't believe a word she said, "Oh really? We both know you guys always say that but then end up fucking the next day."

"Well it's not my fault that I'm in love with h-"

Suddenly, Coraline felt a punch straight to her stomach. The pain shot right through her body and she has never screamed louder. It wasn't until she felt a thick liquid run down her abdomen that she realized she was fucking stabbed.

Raphael, oh so angry, proceeded to twist the blade that was in the girl. He slapped his free hand over her mouth as her cries got louder, "You're not fucking in love with him! You don't fucking love him, you just want his fucking attention!"

Coraline's head started spinning, but she somehow managed to pull through. She bit the boy's hand as hard as she could, making him scream and pull away from her. She didn't waste a single second before running out of there as fast as she could, which wasn't very fast considering she was quite literally bleeding out.

Still, even with her side all cut up, a blade still attached to her stomach, and her head spinning around like crazy, she managed to get away to the only place she could think of. Well, the one place she could make it there alive.

And so Coraline DeVille, moments away from death, didn't even dare to look back until she got to Nikolai Romano's house.

"You were the one that saved me, Niko. You stitched me up, and without you, I would have already been dead," Coraline looked into her favorite pair of blue eyes. Her heart broke when she saw every emotion except happiness behind those orbs.

Nikolai just sat there in shock, barely processing the story the girl in front of him told him. A million thoughts ran through his mind but none of them made sense, "You mean that... Rafe, he... you... wh- what?"

Cora gulped, "I know it's a lot to take in right now, but we really need to go. Like now."

"No but- Rafe, he wouldn't- no- he wouldn't do this... he wouldn't do this to me," his voice cracked, and Coraline instantly knew how much this broke him.

So she gently pulled him into a hug, holding onto him tightly as she mutters a bunch of apologies, "I'm so sorry, beau. I am. I really don't want this to be true, but it is..."

The blue eyed boy just melted into her. He tried so hard not to cry for the millionth time that day, but it was nearly impossible not to. The betrayal hit him like a fucking wave. All those times that Raphael comforted him, reassured him, held him... it was all fake.

The pair jumped at a sudden loud banging at the front door. Nikolai was hesitant to pull away from the girl's grasp, but he stayed silent to listen who was there.

Another knock boomed over the house, a familiar voice calling out after it, "Niko? Niko! Are you home?"

Speak of the fucking devil.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE.

you guys... there's literally two and a half chapters left. anyways sorry if it was so bad, i didn't edit it like at all.