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Wednesdays POV:

Nevermore gets smaller and smaller as the car moves further away from it. I think about everything that has happened since i stepped foot into that school. From planing to escape it to investigating one of the top mysteries of Jerchio.
My mind wanders to my visions, the visions i had seen there. I thought about Kinbott and Xavier. How they must've felt when i accused them of being something they weren't. Kinbott being Laurel Gates and Xavier for being the Hyde.
I hadn't apologised to him for sending him to jail.
I know i should have, but i couldn't. There is no use of dwelling about Kinbott, she's already dead. but i still feel bad about my accusations about Xavier. I really did ruin his life. My thoughts were interrupted by the alarming sound from the phone Xavier has given me. I had received a message. I fully expected to see Xavier's name pop up but i was met with an unknown number. They had sent pictures of me and Tyler, me and Xavier to me. A stalker. How interesting.

-a couple of days later-

Whilst this forced vacation had been excruciating, i had more time with my cello. I had been practising my cello when i had received a message. I expected the stalker to have reached out to me again but this time i was met with Xavier's name. I ignored the feeling of relief i had felt and opened his message.

XAVIER
- Hello Wednesday. I knew you wouldn't text me so i decided why not text you first? How's your vacation been? Do any torturing? I have been painting and drawing more since i've gotten home. I assume you've been writing? or playing the cello? You didn't answer me when i asked whether or not you'd be coming back for the next semester...i look forward to your reply, though i know i most likely won't receive one :))

I contemplated replying but decided i shouldn't entertain the idea of texting. I don't want to be a slave to technology. I found myself thinking about what he'd been drawing. I quite liked the drawing he had made of me playing the cello, though i'd never tell him. I got back to playing my cello but with a certain artist on my mind.

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a really short chapter i knowwwww😭😭💀
if i decide to continue this i'll make the chapters longer.
i decided to write this for fun btw.

HAVE A GREAT DAYYYYYYY!!!

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