A Coffin Of Three. ( Andy x Fem!Reader X Leyley )

Road Trip

 The raven siblings waited for you outside the motel while you went back inside to tidy yourself up, to get rid of any traces of blood that resided on your body. 
Meanwhile, Ashley had taken the time to look through the killer's belongings, eventually obtaining the keys to his car.

After washing up, you headed back outside to meet with the Graves. You're glad they didn't resent you for trying to consume one of them, quite the opposite really, after explaining to them what's going on, you couldn't help but feel the bond you shared strengthen.

It is especially true considering that you just committed murder for them.

The pair were in the car awaiting your arrival, although it also appeared that they were in the middle of yet another argument...
You opened the car door to let yourself slide into the back seat, closely paying attention to the two of them as they were going at it and ignoring your presence.

"Did I say squat about talking to her?! Let's go rob the bitch blind and leave!" Ashley exclaimed, you pondered on who they were talking about.

"What money exactly do you think she has?" Andrew answered back, already seeming annoyed over his sister's bizarre ideas.

"Do you guys mind filling me in on what you're talking about?" You spoke up, hoping to be able to ease the tension between them and have this argument die down.

"Our mom, I'm sure she's got something...I thought she inherited some jewelry from grandma?" 

"Well yeah but she can't sell those."

"She can't. But we sure can." 

Andrew remained silent, as he appeared to be in deep thought, taking Ashley's idea into consideration 

"Ahhh...no. We still can't go over there."

"Why not?"

"We've got pursuers or something! Our parent's place is definitely something they've looked into."

"Listen, Andy--"

"Wrong."

"...Andrew, the 'pursuer' is taking a nap in the park thanks to Y/n. Do you honestly think that we're anywhere near important enough for someone to hire two? Besides, with Y/n's healing powers and my visions, we'll be unstoppable!" 

You were a little spooked by Andrew's ominous shift in tone when he was called by the nickname he's grown to hate so much. Ashley at that moment handed you an opened envelope containing a letter and gestured you to read it out loud, pulling you out of your anxious trance. 

"Dear Mr. Washing Machine, consider this a receipt for your cleaning services. We're extremely grateful that you've agreed to clean our laundry for us. And we're so confident in your services, that we will not be needing any progress reports. In fact, please do not contact us. If anyone were to ask, the less we know, the better. As a bonus, we've included free samples of all the new soda flavors from our sister company! Happy washing!"

You finished reading, your eyebrows furrowing together in utter disgust and shock as you came to realise the true meanings of this strange letter.

"I take it that we're the laundry...?" You asked as you looked back up to the two of them, only to receive a disquieting nod from both parties as a direct response.

"See? if anything is seems that they'll assume the guy took care of us and that's that." Ashley finished, she definitely had a point. According to the letter they don't even want updates to know that if you're all dead or not.

"But the thing is, I'd rather be overly cautious than dead."

"Understandable, but Ashley's right, Andrew. Since we're 'technically dead' we'll be off the radar for a while. You can loosen up."

You tried to put Andrew in a positive perspective of the situation but he ended up continuing to argue with Ashley, still not convinced that the three of you are in the clear. On the bright side, at least the dispute wasn't escalating like it had other times, it's a start.

 You found your attention was more focused on the letter before you. You couldn't help but wonder if the water company is responsible for sending a hitman after you guys. You wouldn't color yourself surprised, you know that much...but you still couldn't help but wonder if they knew about the murders you three committed at the apartments.

"Fine, we'll just rob them. Break in while they're at work, get some money and then get lost."