Monster High: Bloodlines

Let Sleeping Corpses Lie

Deuce woke up to his usual alarm of the sounds of students moving through the hall. He sat up and began to stretch, his muscles poking out from the white shirt he has torn to make a tanktop. His green shorts appeared when he tossed his blankets off and swung his legs over the edge of the top bunk.

He hopped down and headed to the wardrobe that he shared with you. It had been a few days, nearly a week now, since the group went to that weird fairytale place. That also means that it's been almost a week since you remembered your life there with your siblings.

Deuce pulled his shirt off but stopped to look over to you. You were still laying in bed, your back turned to the room and you facing the wall. You'd been like this since him and Frankie dragged you back. You were an emotional mess but it was understandable. Unfortunately you were still an emotional mess and you haven't even left the dorm since. Deuce was worried but he understood.

He got dressed and walked back to the bunkbed where he kneeled down. He gently reached out to shake you a bit.

Deuce: Y/N? You awake?

No response. He sighed to himself and patted your shoulder.

Deuce: I'll bring you something for lunch. Make sure to drink water, bud.

He got up and grabbed his bag, heading out to go to class. Once he was gone, you lifted your head to look at the door. You heard everyone outside. You thought you heard Frankie asking Deuce how you were doing. Your friends were out there, just on the otherside of the door.

Life was on the other side of that door.

So why couldn't you open it?

The ghouls sat at their usual table and ate, talking about today's classes and some gossip they had heard, but it was clear that there was an absence. Frankie looked at the place you would usually sit between her and Draculaura with slight concern.

Cleo: Did he not get out of bed again?

Deuce sighed.

Deuce: Nope. He didn't even budge.

The others all began to worry a bit, until Cleo stood up suddenly. She grabbed a blood apple and started to leave.

Frankie: Where are you...

Cleo: I'll be back. Don't wait up.

The group watched Cleo leave before they looked to Deuce. He was just as confused. Where was she going?
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You washed your face with the water from the sink. You looked at yourself in the mirror. The bags under your eyes were pretty bad now and you were starting to grow a bit of a stubby beard. You usually shaved just to keep it at bay, but it wasn't like you'd have a fullgrown beard in a week.

You rubbed your chin before you sighed.

Ozzie: We'll be waiting. Now, go home.

Home. Your home was here, but you didn't even know if that was true anymore. What was home? Your friends were here, but your family, the family you had forgotten, were back in the Fairytale World.

How could you forget them? Why did you forget them? Was it something to do with how you ended up here?

You sighed and dried your face off before you heard a knock at your door. However, before you could ignore it, it swung open and Cleo walked in. She closed the door behind herself and looked around for you.