Part 5

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your pov:

your whole body ached, you had been sitting in your parents old armchair for about two days and the padding was starting to wear out, the springs poked through the leather and poked you in uncomfortable places. you had only been in Westview for two weeks but this was getting bad.

wanda's pov (cuz why not):

i don't understand what's going on with her. she wont follow me, well she will but she wont break. maybe ill try her again one more time, but if she doesn't give herself up fully, theres no more chances. i guess she can meet geraldine on the other side. 

your pov:

"hey sugarplum!" ugh you sounded like a broken record. "hi lucy, i haven't seen you in a while, do you want a cookie?"wanda replied. her voice sounded slightly colder than usual but you jogged over to the cookie jar and grabbed it "i would love one".

you made your way over to the sofa whilst holding the jar. "so how are u luce?" terrible. "i'm just fine thank you sweetie" your face muscles ached from smiling so much. "what flavour are the cookies?" you asked, they burned your throat but they were delicous but that's not why they hurt you so much. "oatmeal and raisin" "oh" you worked hard to swallow. that was peter's favourite flavour.

somthing clicked in your head and your brain detached from wanda."Let me go! i just need to talk to him, ill do anything, please, please, he doeant know that i-" a glow of red light and you saw nothing else.


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