Making her Joyful Again || RF Julie x FEM reader || L1TTL3_R0TT3N

- Ch.10: Flower of Death -

! TW: abusive dynamics !

"Would you slow down?" Dolly slowed himself to a stop as he felt his and Molly's body start to go limp from how much they had run. "We're wearing heels, Molly. I don't know how you can run so fast." He buckled over his hip with his palm planted on his knee.

"Come on, don't give out now. I see Cod's motorcycle." Molly turned her arm around to poke Dolly. With a sigh, they continued running. "So we're stealing from Cod, too?"

"Borrowing. I'll tell him later."

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Walden stood in the doorway with clenched fists. [Name] slowly turned to look at Julie, and her face held no emotion. She was a shell of who she was only three seconds ago.

Slowly, Walden walked towards his wife with his fists still balled up. "You took my car." [Name]'s ears began to ring once she saw him grip her wrist. Julie glared at him with cold eyes. "You were being an ass." She ripped her wrist from his grip. That alone shocked [Name] from experience.

Walden stayed still until he peered over at [Name]. "And you." The second he started walking over to her, she balled her fists. He stopped only a few meters from her. The only thing that held him back from lunging onto her was a hand. Julie's.

A sudden scent of marigolds flooded [Name]'s nose, leaving her nearly dizzy. She took a step back as she looked over to Julie.

A fluttering noise began to spur from the flowers in the garden. The rainbow flowers in particular. Julie's sclera's were replaced with a magenta color that ran through her eyes like rivers. Her pupils had turned to three narrow petal-shaped shapes. Like all she could see was in floral shapes.

"Step back." Julie's voice had grown into a dark husk. The deepness of her voice made [Name] dizzier for completely different reasons. The moment Walden heard her, his lip trembled. He took a solid step away from her.

Her nails were digging violently into Walden's arm, leaving blood trickling down like veins. "Julianne." He spoke firmly, turning his head to look over his shoulder at her. "You're hurting me."

Slowly, she released her grip. The flowers stopped their fluttering and the smell of marigolds disappeared. Not soon enough, however, to stop [Name] from falling unconscious.

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"Ugh.." [Name] groaned as her sweaty hand brushed over her forehead. She gradually opened her eyes to see where she was. She looked up at the ceiling, seeing the red and white lines of a circus tent.

The walls were covered head-to-toe in posters and wall art. The bedroom was messy, with clothes and accessories scattered around. Molly and Dolly's cabin.

A shower curtain that acted as a door suddenly pushed open. The twins entered the room holding a tray of hot tea. Molly sighed in relief. "Good. You didn't die." She gave a sharp nod as they sat beside her on the velvet sofa she rested on.

[Name] sat up and took the cup of tea from the tray. She blew over the steam as she took a drink and looked at the twins with uncertainty. "How did I get here..? I was with Julie, wasn't I?"