𝓘𝓯 ♡𝓷𝓵𝔂 ~ 𝙰 𝚆𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌 (0𝚕𝚍)

10- 𝓓𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓽𝓻𝔂 𝓶𝓮

(Wednesdays POV)

When you finally head off to sleep you hear some whining noises from Enid's bed.

"Uhh..Puppy what's going on?" You ask, turning on the light.

She shows you her phone. An unknown number had added her and sent pictures of Enid and you talking, one of her getting changed and another of her and Ajax having an argument. The last photo is a knife titled, "I'm coming Enid Sinclair."

"It's probably just Bianca playing a joke." You tell her, though both of you don't believe that.

You know who it is. Tyler.

"How about you sleep in my bed and in the morning we'll sort things out? You know I'll protect you Puppy." You reassure her. She nods and she heads over to your bed.

You climb in next to her as she quickly begins snoring, only softly. It's quite soothing actually. She grabs your waist and pulls you in. Human touch gives you the ick but maybe you could let it slide, just for once.

Morning comes around but Enid is nowhere to be found. She must have left early.

You go get some toast and make her a slice to- incase she comes back. But she doesn't.

You start to panic because it's a weekend so no classes start, you frantically call for her until you hear a giggle from under her bed. Her and thing are hiding again.

"You had me worried there," you tell her.

"Well...no but worried, for me." You add, trying to keep your "flow"

"Uhu." She doesn't believe you once again.

"You should sort out your pathetic Shanagins before you get us in trouble."
You tell her but she's already silenced you with a hug.

"Do you forgive me? Can I be your puppy again." She asks, almost mockingly, but in a cute way.

"If you try limit the human flesh brushing against the other human flesh then there is a change I will soften up a little for you, think of it as a marshmallow. You can cook it until it's soft or you can try and get it more to please you better and it ends up burnt, ruined. You can't go back with that."

"How dare you mention marshmallows like that!"

"It's only the truth Sinclair." You notify her.

"Do you know what else Is a truth?" She asks horrified, "that bang on the window."

He's here. With a knife.