Runaway - A DEVIL'S NIGHT FANFICTION (PTBR + ENG)

Chapter 21 - Nini

Just to let you know before the chapter starts: This is a dark romance fanfic.

And as in any dark novel, there are some scenes that we know are pretty stupid in real life. 

There are some actions (like the one the protagonist decides to take) that I myself, as a person and not as a writer, disagree with and would not do under any circumstances.

That said, I wish you a good read and feel free to give your opinion - I love answering comments.

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Nowadays...

When I arrived in Saint-Denis, I couldn't communicate, I was mentally fragile and had only my mother to speak for me. People gradually got a completely wrong picture of who I was. First, they were surprised at the unknown American who had ended up there, then they found out what I had done to be brought there and there was fear, but after realizing that I didn't react and tried to be invisible most of the time, there was curiosity. The desire to test my limits, to find out if my reputation had any provenance...

So, I was tested. And it took several trips, shoves, thefts of my belongings, ruined activities and assignments for me to understand that there was no other way out of it than to fight back.

However, I didn't want to waste my time fighting back and turning this into an eternal Hundred Years' War, where they made one move and I made another, so I tried to calculate my actions so that they would leave a mark. So that they would know to leave me alone.

And when I had finished, not only were they afraid of me again, but they also respected me and knew that they should think twice before saying my name.

That was my plan for some people in Thunder Bay.

In a way, it was ironic that Ivarsen was afraid of what I would do, when all the time I was planning and taking revenge on the girls in Saint-Denis I had him and Mads as inspiration. I was alone, but I thought about what they would do if they were there and how they would help me if they could.

And now, I had Mads' help, but I didn't know to what extent Ivarsen would be an ally or someone who would get in my way. In any case, what I really didn't want was for it to get in the way of our relationship and because of that, I would keep him in the dark for as long as I could.

"I really want to believe that Paige and Jenny falling ill and not being able to take part in the performance was a coincidence, but something tells me it wasn't," he comments, sitting down next to me on the last bench.

"What are you doing here?" I ask, looking around, but the players are euphoric about their victory and the girls are excited about Beth's birthday.

He leans against the bench and stretches out his legs. He's wearing jeans and the jacket that the boys in the basketball team wear, which has a horrible palette just like the uniform, but somehow, he makes it look cool. Assuming that he always seemed to stand out, I believed that it had nothing to do with what he was wearing, but rather with those damn blue eyes that were now staring at me with a curious gleam in their eyes.

"Me? I just came to reminisce about old times," he replied, trying to look innocent. – "You kissed me for the first time on a bus exactly like this one, do you remember?"

I smile, but turn my face to the window, remembering our first visit to the museum, when he revealed that he was learning ASL for me and on the same day decided that I would be his girlfriend.

"Why were we so much better at disguising ourselves before?" – I grumble, with a heavy sigh.

I've spent the last few hours running away from any glance or conversation with Will since he caught us in Ivarsen's car last night, and just remembering what he might have seen makes my cheeks feel hot.