Angel has been abused since her mother died until she ran away before her dad could trade her for a son. But the abuse didn't stop. After she was paced in a foster home with a guy named Henry Manox, she was hurt constantly. Until the most wonderful...
(FYI, I know SIX! was started in 2017, but for the sake of the book it was started in 2018)
Anne's POV
"So after I found Henry's message, we decided to look for you guys, but something was pulling us to why we were here." Kitty says.
Flashback
We all looked at our clues in our backpacks. Pictures mostly.
"Sheet paper?" Aragon asks.
"A sketch book?" I ask.
"Instruments?" Jane asks.
"Names of playwrights?" Anna asks.
"A recording booth?" Kit asks holding up a picture.
"Microphones?" Cathy asks. She thinks about it for a second. "Wait! All of this stuff has one thing in common!" We all look at her.
"Arts?" I ask.
"No! Well yes, but they all have music in common. Musical music to be exact." She says.
"So, what? We're supposed to write a musical about us?" Kit asks.
"More about our lives with our ex." I say. And that's exactly what we did.
Two months later
We had the album made and the show had started two weeks earlier. I hate to admit it, but I was actually really starting to let go of him. I only hate to admit it because, well it's been less than 500 years and, well, there's this really funny time when he CHOPPED OFF MY HEAD!
"Hello, my queens." I hear a voice say.
"Henry?" I ask.
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Anna stands protectively in front of Kit and Parr grabs my arm.
"Want are you doing here, Alte Krähe?" Anna asks. (Old crow.)
"Yeah, I don't know what that means, horse face. I'm just here because you need to stop this! Your besmirching my name in the mind of my kids." He says. Jane, Aragon, and I look at each other. The others decide to leave.
"They've heard us?" Lina asks.
"Yes. Mary, Elizabeth, and Edward have played 'No Way', 'Don't Lose Ur Head', and 'Heart of Stone' at least five hundred times, each. I can't see them without them blasting one of the songs." He says. I feel my heart swell. My Lizzie... listening to me sing about when I lost her.
"Well, there's No Way we're stopping the show." Jane says. We nod.
"Jane... what happened to you? What happened to my sweet, quite, hopeful third wife?" He asks. Jane looks down ashamed. "We were so happy. I loved you." She scoffs.
