I'M SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING MY MOTIVATION ABSOLUTELY DIED BUT IT'S BACK NOW I THINK
This is just a short filler chapter (but it has importance dw dw)
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They weren't expecting him to come back. Not after what had happened. Not after... everything. But when he collapsed on their doorstep, they knew that they couldn't just leave him. Even if he had killed Caleb and Evalyn.
They lifted his limp body off of the doorstep and laid him down on the couch. They still hated him, but they weren't heartless.
They gave his limp body a disgusted look, but sat on the couch beside him for another hour, waiting for him to wake up. When he finally stirred, then gave him a glare, "About time, asshole."
"August? My old friend!" Phillip said, smiling innocently.
"I don't wanna hear it." they replied, still glaring, their tone cold as ice.
"Why is that?"
"I know what you did. To Caleb and Evalyn," August replied, crossing their arms, "You killed two innocent people out of your own spite. You disgust me, Phillip."
"Ah, but you see, you got the story wrong! I didn't kill dear Caleb and Evalyn,"
"Don't you even let their names out of your filthy mouth! You should be arrested for such crimes! We should hang you in the town square!"
"Calm down, my friend."
"FRIEND!? FRIEND!?" they shouted, "You think I'm your FRIEND after what you did to them!? To my best friend- to your own brother! I'd rather cut off every body part I have and choke myself to death than be friends with you!"
"Getting a little violent,"
"And I have every right to be! I'm done being sympathetic with you, Phillip! Get the hell out of my house,"
"Alright. I'm leaving."
"Good," they growled, then turned and began walking away, letting Phillip show himself out, only to feel something sharp in their skin milliseconds later. They gasped in surprise, to see Phillip standing over them, with a knife that he had half-buried in their torso.
"I'm truly sorry, August, but it must be done." he let go of the dagger, and they fell to the ground, clutching their chest and panting, gasping for air and blood gushed out of the stab wound.
"You... bastard," they growled, "you back-stabbing hypocrite- y-you-" they gasped, still clutching their chest.
"Goodbye, friend."
August glared up at Phillip, their eyes fueled with a burning hatred for him, now. "Someone will stop you, Phillip. Someone will." August said, before collapsing completely onto the ground, lifeless.
Phillip sighed and pulled the knife out of their back, clicking his tongue. "I thought they'd last longer. A pity." he said, turning to leave, walking out the door and closing it behind him, leaving August's body on the floor of their house.
"But I suppose beautiful things wither the fastest. Perhaps I'll bring them back, like with Caleb. Perhaps not. All in good time." he muttered to himself, walking away from August's home and into the evening.
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(A/n : here's the filler chapter lol. and a picrew of August :
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