𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝, 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢 𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐚.

5.

Notti would have killed for Zanova.

In fact, he would do anything for her. Which leads to good and bad things sometimes.

Notti's dreams were vivid and incredibly detailed.

The first one went something like this...

Notti was sitting on a couch, listening to some girl speak. He didn't care about what she was saying purely because she wasn't Zanova.

The girl was talking about something, but again, notti was tuning her out.

"Who the fuck is this?" Zanova asks, walking through the front door of the dream.

"Honestly, I don't know." notti answered truthfully.

"Oh, you don't?" Zanova smirked, dragging the girl to the basement.

"Still don't know her?" Zanova said, tying the struggling girl to a chair with zipties.

"No, I don't." Notti shrugged, shutting the basement door.

"Okay, let's see if this jogs your memory."

Zanova grabbed a gun out of the cabinet, pointing it to the crying girl who's pleas and cries bounced off the soundproofed wall.

"Still have no idea, hm?" Zanova said, an eerie look overcoming her face.

"No ma, I swear." Notti mumbled.

Zanova's eyes were dark. The sparkle that was always there was gone. Her lips were puffy and red. Her loose dark curls tied into a secure bun on top of her head. Her lips curled into a smirk that was straight out of a serial killer documentary. And a slight shake to her breathing.

But, was Notti scared? Of course not! He was turned on.

BOW!

the loud pop noise was accompanied but the splatter of warm blood that flicked itself onto Notti's face.

"Do you recognize her now?" Zanova sighed, with a proud smirk on her face.

"Ma, I don't know her." Notti smiled, hugging the shorter girl.

The dream ends with them in the blood tinged bathwater facing each other wiping their skin clean.

But, of course...the dream is just that. A dream. That's what it shall stay. Or...so it seems.

As far as Notti knew, Zanova was a decently normal girl, who'd fallen into something that was evil but pure, or maybe just pure evil. Either way, it was evil, and pure.

(Suggestions? I've honestly lost motivation for this book and basically everything to do with the OY members, I don't know if I'll continue, considering the fact that I'm back in my XXXTENTACION era or wtv. But either way, y'all need to let me know if I should continue. I'll take silence as a "we don't care, do what you want." So, if you don't want this discontinued, let me know. BYEEE luvasssssss. ❤️‍🩹)