43 - suspicious scenes of many
his blood runs cold, his heart aches and his chest tightens. how many times was he forced to face the monster before it finally kills him. it's heading up the stairs, where he can hear wednesday and enid moving around. occasionally seeing the flicker of their lights. in the moment, he doesn't think to wonder where tyler has gone as the thing stares back at him. long claws scraping at the wooden stairs. floorboards up the stairs creaks and it's gaze snaps to the top of the long stairs.
"run!" he screams as the creature gargles ascending the stairs, he hears the two girls run as he run for the backdoor. leading him into a greenhouse of kinds. a greenhouse with plants that should be long since dead, but they weren't. infact far from it, they were full of live, thriving and pruned. the dead leaves cut off. the soil was fertilised and he reaches forward, the cold feeling gathering in his fingers as he reached for the soil. wet. it was impossible. who was looking after these plants. in the centre of the greenhouse a large orchid grew. a deadly one he had heard ms thornhill speak about. one of the stems had been cut off. much like the orchid she had presented to the class had been. a loud crash sounds above him, the sound of two girls screaming. and he remembers why he was even here. rushing to the window latch. the metal didn't even squeak as he opened it. squeezing his body threw the gap. hips grazing at the harsh metal causing the markings to scrap as he hisses. and he lands face down in the dirt outside the greenhouse. the sound of a window slamming shut next to him. wednesday and enid squeezing through the window of the basement.
"you okay?'' wednesday questioned enid, the solemn face now clouded by worry.
"why would you care?" she spat, reaching out to peter. enid grabbing peter's hand as she ran. dragging the boy aloe as they ran towards the woods and away from the house. she ignored the cold linger of his touch, the weak feeling in her fingers. and behind he left a dead plant in the greenhouse, withered by his touch. they ran till his lungs burned, no longer able to take sharp intakes of breaths as his hips ached. the now unscabbed markings slowly dotting blood onto his clothes. and they stopped as he hissed. nearly falling to the floor. and like an idea had struck wednesday she turned back to the house.
"wednesday, what the hell are you thinking?" enid cries as she watches wednesday jog back in the direction they had just ran.
"we have to go back for tyler!"
!the monsters back there." enid cries as she sprints after her. peter cursing as he took a slow jog after them. a pace he was able to maintain his breathing. and where his hips don't burn. they found tyler at the entrance of the house. claw marks sunken into his chest. a thought hit peter as he dropped to his knees beside the boy. when did tyler get hurt? peter had seen the monster with his own eyes. he hadn't seen or heard tyler before that. but he let his thoughts disappear as the boy hissed as he rested his hand on his shoulder.
"it's okay, you'll be okay." peter mumbles to him as wednesday asked him questions. and he feels someone run up beside him. a burning look upon the back of his head. xavier loomed over him.
"where'd you come from?" wednesday inquired, her brow raising. and even peter looked surprised to see him.
"why are you here?" he practically spits at the boy. hurt lifts onto xavier’s features before disappearing. it didn't make sense. why was xavier here?
"here take this." he speaks, not answering either of the questions as he hands over the scarf. pete pressing it lightly to tyler's new sars as the boy practically winced. jealously swirling in xavier’s eyes as he watched peters gentle touch with the coffee shop boy. and that look stays on his eyes as they sit in the galpin household. tyler sat shirtless before peter,who was carefully wiping his skin with a rag which was now stained red.
"what's my status, doctor belfiore?" he asked as the boy carefully tapes the marks. a small smile lift onto peter's once glum face.
"you'll live." he laughs softly and tyler almost does too, before the pain spreads across his chest once more.
"not to make this about me, but i'm having a full blown panic attack right now. we need to get back before weems realise we've been gone." enid shivers.
"she won't, we are all roomates. nobody to snitch. it's as if we were there all night by our words." peter hums as he places the last strip to the very tip of the mark on tylers collarbone. his gentle touch drives xavier crazy as he sit in the chair. hands flumbing in his lap. nails picking at the skin around his other nails. tearing at his own skin. and the door opens. a sight sheriff galpin never expected to see in his own house. his own son, shirtless at the dinner table. the belfiore boy kneeling beside him with bloodied fingers. the wednesday girl with her head in her hands wishing it was her, she'd press down on the skin just to hurt him. just for the fun of it. the thorpe boy watching with an unrecognisable emotion. and the freaky overly excited girl wide eyed and shaking in fear.
"what happened here? you did this!" he spoke, his tone raising as peter stood. xavier was up in seconds as the sheriff stormed to peter. coming to stand behind him. grabbing the boys wrist. ready to pull him back as tyler also stood.
"you need to leave my son alone." sheriff warns peter. raising his finger, yet the boy remained stood. not saying anything.
"dad, please-" tyler begs.
"i don't want him near you or your freaky family." galpin practically spit at peter's feet.
"sheriff, i understand you're upset but you need to know something." he speaks before motioning to wednesday as she immediately begins speaking about the basement. what she had seen. in the house. in the basement, and he looks almost amused, calling her out for bullshit.
and that's how peter, xavier and enid find themselves standing before ms weems at the stair of nevermore. wednesday leading sheriff to the house in the car that had just dropped them off.
"i expected nothing more from you mr belfiore but dragging your friends into your troubles as well.i am really disappointed. i have half the mind to expell both you and ms addams for your reckless behaviour recently. now off to bed, all of you." and they followed their orders. without another word, peter strip his clothes the second the get to their room. xavier goes to speak about the bloodied marks but the boy sinks head first into his bed without another word.
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arescere ✿ xavier thorpe
Fanfic── ⋅ ⋅ ──°˖✧✿✧˖°── ⋅ ⋅ ── arescere (latin) wither /ˈwɪðə/verb 1. fall into decay. cause to decline or deteriorate; weaken. 2. to render powerless; stun: