chapter 15

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We decided to go back to Nevermore when y'all make it to your dorm. You see the poster board beside the door with a post-it.

Hey, roomies :-) If you're reading this, then you're probably wondering why the murder board is outside. I don't want to see that poster board in our room while I'm sleeping or awake, so either y'all find somewhere else to put it or throw it away it's your choice. <3

You look over to Wednesday to see what she thinks, but the only thing she does is grab the board and start taking the pictures off and putting them in her backpack. "I guess we're taking it somewhere else, but where?" Wednesday hands you the board and walks back down the stairs. You follow mindlessly without questioning her.

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Wednesday walks through the tree line, walking deeper into the woods and going down a familiar pathway. "Do you really suspect Xavier?" Wednesday keeps on walking with 'Thing' on her shoulder. "Without a doubt. Why?" You look around the green forest seeing dozens of flowers all around. "I looked back at all the times we saw the monster, and it was just weird how not only Xavier was there but also…" You were hesitating. After all, you don't want to say their name because someone y'all cares about knows them. "Spit it out already." You mine as well. "Katerina brother… Tyler. "

                      The day before

Katerina P.O.V
I tried walking up the stairs quietly, trying not to let anyone know I was there, especially my dad. "Where have you been bitch." My hands start shaking out of fright. I turned around covering my shaking hands behind my back. I met my father cold dead-eyed head-on. "I was w-walking around town." My father grabs my wrist dragging me down the stairs and making me run into a table. I felt my back hit the table knowing there were going to be bruises all over my back. "DON'T YOU DARE LIE TO ME YOU SLUT!!" He grabs my hair pulling on it to where it really hurts but I didn't cry out knowing it would be worse if I did. "I'm not d-dad please." He drags me down the basement bashing my head into the railing multiple times. "YOU WERE WITH DOES FUCKING OUTCASTS I TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM THEM!! AND DON'T YOU DARE LIE TO ME BECAUSE TYLER TOLD ME!" Warm liquid starts flowing down my head getting in my eye. "I'm sorry dad I'm sorry." I let a tear slip from my eye.

He grabs my hair tighter forcing me to look him in the eyes for his next words. "I'm not your FUCKING dad." He hisses his words to me making me break inside. He punches me across the face making my vision go blurry. I can feel that there's a growing red handprint. The feeling was all too familiar: the pulsing pain, the burning heat making my face feel like it was on fire. "Please, I'm sorry." I already know he wasn't going to stop his brutal beat down and that there was no point in begging him to stop but that doesn't stop me from trying. He drops me down the stairs and walks the rest of the way down. "I'm going to show you what happens when you disobey me because it looks like you forgot." He begins to kick my ribs, I try to curl into myself as best as I can trying to block his attack but he kicks harder and harder with every kick until I hear my ribs break with a loud crack. "I wish you died with your mother that night. I wish Tyler was my only child."

I close my eyes trying to block out his insult only for a pair of blue-green eyes to appear with a warming loving smile, their amber hair flowing and ruffling through the wind making me almost smile throughout this whole situation than a pair of dark brown eyes appear right beside her. Her cold pale blank face, her soft filled in black lips pulling into a smirk when she does something sinister. I hear Donavon leave the basement leaving you to perish in the basement but seeing those eyes and wanting to see her eyes again drives me to get up to push myself up to a sitting position. I slowly start to crawl to the stairs leaving a trail of blood behind me from my head injury. I try not to make a noise afraid he'll come back to beat me again. I slowly get myself on my feet walking up the stairs slowly.

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