(✓) iv.| 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐈𝐑𝐂𝐋𝐄, 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝.

³⁶ it was a terrible accident

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CALM WINDS RUSHED THE HECTIC EVENING OF NEW YORK CIRTY, a simple breeze passing through a storm, a wave abiding a tsunami, a spark bursting through a flame.

peace and quiet, calm and contradicting.

that was on the outside... on the inside of a beautiful mansion, all fucking hell was breaking loose.

"—HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" miles screamed as he crashed into the wall and knocked a bunch of shit off of it,

miles, timothee and violetta jumped through the halls of the home before running into a random room and slamming the door shut before locking it while breathing heavily before looking around.

it was noah, and he was dead asleep.

"how the fuck did he not wake up?" timothee whisper shouted to miles and violetta, making them both shrug while looking at him with wide eyes, violetta held her right arm in crying pain,

"fuck!" she whisper shouted between gasps as she looked down, timothee and miles looking over with wide eyes, "holy shit" miles said with a completely mortified expression,

her whole arm was burned, bad.

like skin falling off and blistering bad, she barely even had a hand... well, what was left of one.

timothee gagged before looking away, grabbing miles' shoulder as he whispered in his ear, "i saw her fucking bone" he said in a tight voice, sounding like he was going to throw up any moment.

but then his eyes trailed down to miles' body, which was completely covered in blood before his eyes fell on his right arm as well, which was almost burned just as bad as hers, his eyes widened as he looked down,

"miles..." he said, gulping loudly as stared at his burns—-miles looked down before he retched loudly, his adrenaline rushing so much that he didn't even feel it.

well, that was until timothee pointed it out.

the whole back and sides of miles' right arm was burned, nearly to a char—-where violetta was burned on her whole arm, and shoulder... spreading up to the side of her neck.

violetta bit on her bottom lip as she let out a whimper of pain, making miles and timothee turn to face her with looks of concern, she was staring right at her arm.

"stop staring at it" timothee said as he pushed on her head slightly to make her look at the wall, she cried out of pain before attempting to speak,

"i-i'm going to scream" she choked out between her sobs, not being able to bear the pain any longer, but miles and timothee instantly shook their heads,

"do not fucking scream or we are all dead violetta" miles lowly warned her as he turned his head to look at the locked door, terrified of him finding them,

he knew this was a bad idea all along.

he fucking knew it.

"i-i can't take it" she cried as she shook her head, making timothees eyes widen before he threw his hand over her mouth, she loudly screamed into it, but he muffled them as much as he could.