six murders.
There had been six murders, counting from the beginning of the semester. The last kill was around a month ago now, in April. It was currently May.
Xavier distanced himself from Wednesday as she did the same. She looked even more sickly day by day. The artist was not liking the relationship with Wednesday he was in. He loved her without even knowing it.
Maybe she did the same?
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"Xavier!" Ajax ran to him after their last class, "We have a nightshades party today at 9 pm. Wanna join?"
"Yeah sure, sounds cool." He grinned as he accepted the invitation and began walking away."
"OH! And invite some other people if you want to!" He shouted.
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Xavier arrived to his door and twisted the doorknob. His roommate was already there.
"Hey man, how was your day?" asked the black haired boy as he turned on his chair to face him.
"It was fine, we're having a party in a few hours. It's in the left wing of the school. You can come if you want to, maybe bring a few other people."
"Thanks for the invite." Arzhel thanked and turned back around to his desk and continued with his homework.
After thirty minutes or so, Arzhel exited their dorm. This gave Xavier some time to take a shower and get changed in privacy.
The clock read 8:30 pm.
He planned on leaving a bit early to help set up the party, so he left his room.
He first decided to visited the nightshades library, he walked down the spiral stairs and froze when he saw the petite monochrome girl going through the books on the shelves.
"Hello Wednesday." He spoke after a long while of just standing there.
"Since when are we back on speaking terms?" She asked without turning to him
"I've missed you, okay?"
"I will use your vocal chords as shoe laces if you think I'm willing to speak with you after you're the one who falsely accused me of being the killer." She snapped at him with chaos behind her eyes as she began storming out of the library.
"What the fuck is your problem? Do you think I want to talk to a psychopathic killer? I couldn't care less about you."
"Then don't."
Hurt flashed in Wednesday's eyes. She walked up the stairs at a quick pace and left the room. Xavier scoffed at her behavior but felt another wave of guilt wash over him as he realized what he'd said.
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Wednesday returned to her room, she stared at Enid near the doorway as she did her makeup.
"Wednesday, why are you standing there? Oh, you should get dressed. We're going to a party!"
"I would rather stay here."
"Please, can you come, for me?"
She thought deeply about it for a few seconds, she knew there would be alcohol. Exactly what she needed.
She let out a sigh,
"Fine. I will join you."
"Omg, let me pick you an outfit!" Wednesday groaned as Enid picked her something out of her closet.
"Here you go!"
It was a thin, black full sleeve top and a pair of black jeans. She thought it looked good enough and turned to her closet to get dressed, Enid squealed when she got out,
