Pain and Tourture

Chapter 24- Testing for Gravity

CURSE WORD WARNING ( not that much but still) and blood with a sprinkle of gore

"Gwen?" Coach Vlad motions for me after my second fight of the day, " Your power, the ability to control gravity, I feel that we may be able to train with it and you could eventually lift one thing into the air, instead of the whole room."

"Really?" I push back the damp hair that's plastered to my forehead.

"Yes. Could you come by to my office tomorrow during your free period?" Coach asks.

"Of course. Thank you." I turn and hurriedly escape out of my fencing gear, eager to plan out my first date with Wednesday.

"Gwen." The bubbly werewolf blocks my path.

Squeezing my eyes together, I huff, "Hello Enid. What's up?"

"Can we talk?" Enid's usual happiness seems to have disappeared, "Alone?"

"Sure." I follow Enid across the grounds to the greenhouse, not liking the silence that surrounds us. I hold the door open for Enid and shut it as I slid in behind her.

"What's happening with you and Wednesday?" She tilts her head and whether it's from instinct or nerves, I don't know which, I take a step back.

"How about you ask her?" 

"Okay." Enid shrugs.

Releasing a breath that I didn't know I was holding, I shift my wight slightly, "Is that all?"

"Ya." Enid takes the door handle in her hand and her gaze suddenly turns menacing, "Oh, one thing. Just don't come near my dorm ever again." 

She leaves, slamming the greenhouse door. I sigh, shaking my head and pull the still trembling door away from its frame. A small shadow flashes before me, directing my attention to a counter near me. I turn fully, finding Thing standing, it would be called standing right, impatiently, his fingers tapping the counter top.

"What's up?" I pull out my phone, offering it to him, "I'm still learning how do read ASL or whatever you're doing. Can you type it?"

Thing's fingers move quickly, faster than I can see. When he's done, he slides the phone back to me. It reads: I need to talk to you. Meet me at your dorm.- Wednesday.

"Thanks Thing." I move to leave, but falter at the sight of Thing scurrying down the counter, "Do you want a ride?" I outstretch my arm, a cold shiver traveling down my spine as he crawls up.

With Thing perched on my shoulder, I take a light jog to my room, which is almost on the other end of the school.

"Wednesday?" I crack my door open, expecting to see the familiar raven haired girl, who I am now lucky enough to call my girlfriend. Instead I am greeted by a boy, probably in his late teens, standing in the middle of my room, a wicked smile on his face.

"Ah, Gwen." He shakes his head, "Wednesday is with me now. You see, she was never yours." 

Gritting my teeth, I step into my dorm room fully, " Who are you? Why are you in my room? And where is my girlfriend?"

"I am Tyler Galpin. Wednesday's old and now new, boyfriend. And I am in your room for one simple reason." Tyler begins to pace around, staying a good five to six feet away from me, " I was told by an old friend of yours to um... How do I phase this nicely... Kill you. You know, the first time I tried this, someone heard you. But with these," He gestures to the sound proofed walls, "at least to those around, your death will be silent."

Something clicks in my head, "You.. you're the Hyde that Wednesday got rid off last year. You were the one who attacked me on the balcony." 

"Clever girl."

Another shiver rolls down my spine, "Where is Wednesday?" 

"Safe and sound." Tyler's smile falters as Thing clambers down my arm, "Why do you have it?"

Thing flips him off and scurries out of the room.

"Who wanted you to kill me?" I scan him up and down, looking for any sign that he will turn but all that I'm met with is his calm and relaxed demeanor. 

"Just someone who thinks that you should be with her instead of Wednesday." 

"Bella." I mutter, " But.. But how?"

"She broke me out." Tyler takes his hands out of his jacket pockets, "Now, how should I kill you?"

"You shouldn't." 

Tyler's features seem to harden, "I really don't think that you want to make this hard on yourself." 

I cock my head to the side, "Oh, but do I?"

Tyler stares at me, malice in his eyes. He stumbles forward, his eyes enlarging, his skin turning a ashy grey, his nails and teeth elongating. A growl rips out of him as he staggers forward, his teeth bared.

"OH SHIT!" I scramble back, my shoulder blades hitting the wall, "Stay back you creepy motherfucker! Fuck you!"  I blindly grab the nearest object, a bedside lamp. "Stay back you fucking abomination!" I throw the lamp at him, not really caring if its a critical hit. It bonks him on the head, but with his size its more of a boop. "Shit." My breath starts to come out ragged and uneven.

The items in the room begin to float, rising up and down at the same pace of my breathing. Tyler stops and his eyes, if its even possible, widen. He simply shakes his head and slowly manages to move his way towards me. 

"Fuck no man!" I whip my head around, trying to find something else to throw at him and come up with nothing, "Shit." 

Tyler, or the Hyde, is now about a foot away, giving him enough room to kill me. If I could, I would fall to my knees but I can't. 

Tyler swipes at me, and I along with almost everything in the room fall to the ground with a thud. 

As my vision slowly turns black, the last thing I see is blood, my blood, steadily pumping out of a large gash, "I'm sorry Amica mea." 

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Hey sinners! Happy pride month guys, gals, non-binary, asexual, and other pals!! Stay safe out there and drink water and eat. Have a good day/ night- Ash