𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐞.

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝒮𝒾𝓍𝓉ℯℯ𝓃

Next Day- Tree Avenue.

The day of the funeral the family, Willow and Oliver gathered round the coffin as it was lowered into the ground.

Elspeth cried into Oliver's shoulder, sir James stone faced and Willow and Venetia stared into oblivion.

The family followed out the graveyard as sir James placed his hand on top of Oliver shoulder.

"See you back at the house." As he nodded and walked away to comfort his wife.

—-

Sir James, Elspeth, Venetia and Willow stand on the white bridge over a stream.

Willow held a pebble with Felix's name engraved onto it planting a kiss onto it, she couldn't let go.

So sir James took it out of the girls hands and throws it into the water it floating to the bottom.

Oliver, watched hidden in a bunch of trees.

—-

Oliver was alone at Felix's grave.

He sank to his knees, weeping, clinging to the gravestone as though it was Felix.

His hands clutching at the freshly dug dirt that was slightly lifted.

Oliver lied down at stroked the dirt where Felix face might be.

Then slowly, still crying, he undressed.

TIME SKIP- FELIX'S BATHROOM.

Venetia was blind drunk, in the bath, in Felix's bathroom as Oliver walks in.

Her whole body submerged in water only her head popping out of it.

"Oh sorry!" Oliver said turning round.

Venetia sneered at him "your politeness is so grating. Do you know that?" She mumbled.

"I'm sorry." Oliver takes her anger for provocation.

"You're always sorry. Always flinching away like a little fucking serf." Venetia growled at him.

The alcohol fully taking over her body and words.

Oliver came closer to the bathtub and bent over looking down at the girl.

"I saw you. Sobbing in the church at the funeral. I seen you crying and..I just felt so sorry." Venetia said with a sad face.

She started laughing "But then I started laughing.. when I remembered. That you only knew him six months? You hardly knew him. You have nothing to do with him. You're just a stranger!"

Oliver held the nerve to roll his eyes "it's very late. I'm going to bed."

Venetia looked up at the boy "Ollie, you know what daddy's started to call you?" She asked him "spiderman."

Oliver just smiled patiently. "Really?" He said sarcastically.

"Because you're always skulking around. Weaving your spidery, Olivery web."

Oliver backed away "goodnight. Drink some water."

Venetia let out a little laugh "hey I don't think you're a spider, don't be upset. I think you're a moth. I'm right aren't I! Harmless. Draw to shiny things. Batting up against the window.."

She lifted her hand up and batted her hand against his cheek three times making it wet.

"You've drunk way too much." Oliver said giving a tight smile.