"Piss off, Jerome!"
"Have I mentioned how much I love your sweet talk?"
"And have I mentioned how much I hate you?"
Lyla Harris and Jerome Clarke hate each other. A fact that everyone at Anubis House knew, though they regularly hung out, and tried t...
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┌─── ஓ๑♡๑ஓ ───┐ CHAPTER TEN: House of Locks └─── ஓ๑♡๑ஓ ───┘
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Lyla sat in her bed, wide awake, she planned to try and pick the lock on the attic door and get Nina out, but she knew Victor had gone up there, so she had to wait. She was furious with her roommate, she couldn't believe how she could be sleeping so peacefully after what she had just done to the poor new girl.
About five minutes later, she heard the attic door open and close, then keys jangling, meaning Victor had left the attic. She didn't hear any talking, meaning he somehow hadn't found Nina up there. She decided to wait a few minutes just to make sure Victor was definitely gone, but after only a minute, the door had opened, and Amber popped her head through the crack.
"Ambs?" She called to the blonde, to which she looked over and smiled, then pointed behind her, "And Fabian."
Fabian's head then popped in the door, "What?" Lyla said confused, and got up walking towards them. The two closed the door behind them.
"Yeah, but we need the key." Amber said, pointing over to the sleeping Patricia.
"About that..." Lyla started, but before she could explain, Amber had already gone over and started walking her roommate up.
"Patricia, give me the key!" Fabian whisper-yelled, Lyla wanted to laugh at his attempt at being intimidating.
"I-I haven't got it." The girl stuttered.
"Liar." Amber accused.
"Seriously, I haven't!" She said.
"Well, where is it?" Fabian asked.
"She threw it out the window." Lyla revealed making the two turn back to look at her, wide eyed, then the glanced at each other before giving a pointed look at Patricia.
"You did what?" Fabian exasperated, Patricia looked down, almost like she was disappointed.
Fabian went over to the window closest to Lyla's bed, "Which window, this one?" He said pointing at it.
"I think it went in the bushes." Patricia told him.
"We won't be able to look for it till morning." Amber said.
"What a mess."
"I think we should go and tell Victor everything." Amber said, smirking at Patricia.
