𝐁𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 | 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃

𝐕𝐈𝐈

𝐁𝐥𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐫
𝟏:𝟒𝟓𝐚𝐦

I was frozen in time, everything seemed to be except from Quint's pounding footsteps, louder and louder. Harder and harder. Stomp, crack...twitch. Stomp, an ache to my head like a pound on my skull. Crack, the floor boards cracked and creaked with every stomp, my breathing grew heavy. Twitch, i twitched my head and eye, awaiting the moment Quint would enter the room which would cause us both serious harm. I hated Quint, I hated the way he acted, the way he spoke, the way he moved and especially the way he looked at me or Flora, Miles, literally anyone he was a fucking creep.
Ha!
If Quint tries to touch me or Miles i'll kill him, no hesitation.
Stomp, Crack...SLAM!
The door slammed open and Quint stood in the doorframe, stained brown bottle in his hand. I started at Quint with pure anger and disgust. I was no longer sad, or upset, nor did i feel the need to cry any longer. Then...i grinned and unsettling grin. Just then i felt something drop into the pocket of my night gown. I waited till Quint turned to stick my hand in quickly. Something sharp and icy glide along the unwrapped skin of my hand. Twitch. Miles had placed a knife into my pocket.
"Do it..." Miles mumbled under his breath.
I nodded a little, unnoticeable to Quint.
"Stand up, Poppy," Quint nodded toward me.
I stood up confidently and approached Quint, chin up to look him in the eye. I wasn't scared. Nervous. I wanted this, i felt as though I craved it.
"Yes?" I tilted my head and smiled sweetly.
"Come 'ere darlin'," Quint opened his arms for me to embrace him.
I kept my smile and waited for him to hug me. He did. Twitch. This was my chance.
Though it was painful i moved quick to get the knife from my pocket plunging it into Quint's back. I laughed loudly, taking great pleasure in hurting him best i could. Quint dropped to the floor, his bottle smashing as it fell next to him. I continued to stab the vile man in the chest, feeling Quint pull and scratch me in attempt to stop me, yet he was too weak, being drunk and loosing a lot of blood. He then reached out grabbing a shard of the broken bottle to then scratch and scrape at my back, breaking the stitches on my cut.
"Fuck!" I screeched before stabbing Quint straight in the neck.
I gasped. falling back at my sudden action.
I was covered in blood, shaking. He was gone. I threw the knife and crawled back before i turned to Miles who looked at me with an amused look, the same why he looked at me the first time he found me.
"I didn't think you'd actually do it," Miles scoffed a laugh.
I rolled my eyes and buried my head in my bruised knees, rocking back and fourth from the pain.
I'd just killed someone.
Fuck i'd just killed someone!
"Miles..." I looked back up suddenly, "What the fuck are we going to do?"
Miles face dropped in realisation, "Wait here, do not fucking move," Miles shot up and pointed in my face. He gritted his teeth, "I mean it."
With that he left the room quickly.
What the fuck are we going to do?

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𝐀 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫

I haven't moved. I wasn't sure i could. The pain i was in was almost unbearable. Miles and Miss Grose entered the room. Miss Grose in a hurry while Miles stood behind her with his hands in his pockets. He really seemed unfazed by the whole situation.
Miss Grose froze, placing her hand on her heart for a moment before pulling a disgusted face. She held a basket in her hand with what looked like chemicals and gloves.
"Right," Miss Grose handed Miles the basket, "Pandora, come with me, Miles you need to throw him in the lake, not the main one, the one where you found Pandora, and then clean everything, the floors, the knife, and check for blood. Pandora, darling," I twitched, "Come with me," She stepped around Quint's body and the puddles of blood around him, "Wait, take this off," She pointed to my nightgown.
Not again.
I saw Miles raise him eyebrows, a smug smile appeared on his lips.
Oh well i'm sure he'll see me fully naked at some point.
Ha!
I shrugged, pulling my nightgown off over my head before Miss Grose then helped me up, taking a brief look at my back best she could in the dark room, "Throw that in the lake too,"
That's my best one.
"Yep," Miles looked me up and down in my underwear, i only stuck my tongue out at him childishly as Miss Grose escorted me away from the scene.
Why does this shit happen huh?