𝐄𝐲𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ; 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐑𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝

TWENTY NINE

Frances sat on her twin size bed with the black magic eight ball in her hand, everytime she shook it, the response would say 'better not tell you now' which confused her, does that mean she will die or not? She threw the magic eight ball onto her sheets before placing her head in her hands.

"oi" Charles walked through the walls, his hands inside his coat pockets "oh hi" Frances looked up from her hands "can I sit?" Charles pointed to the spot near her "Sure, I got nothing better to do" She scooted over, leaving some room for the teen. "Wha... what are you doing in here?" Charles questioned, wanting to know why she was just sitting on her bed with her head in her hand "Oh, I was shaking this," She reached over to grab the shinny ball "It keeps saying the same thing" She shook it up once more to show Charles, the response saying the same thing 'Better not tell you now'

"I don't know if that says i'm going to die or not" She stared at the magic eight ball, she didn't want to die but at the same time she did, mainly so she can see her brother once more again. "It's probs fake" Charles took the magic eight ball from her grip and placed it onto the floor, not wanting her to worry about her fate. "Enough about me.... I- I didn't know you went through all of that.." She looked back down at her pale hands, feeling her eyes water once more. "Oi, it's not that big of a deal. Don't feel bad" He wanted to put his hand on her leg, but he decided not to, now wanting to make it weird.

"It is a big deal, Charles. You basically got tortured to death. God I just want to find those peoples address and murder them" Frances said with her teeth gripped, feeling hatred towards the boys that killed him "Hey, I don't want you to go to jail for a ghost boy" He chuckled before speaking up again "Can we change the subject? I don't like reliving my pain" Frances slowly nod her head, she didn't want to talk about it either. "Well.. what do you want to talk about then?" Frances looked up at Charles, he looked up at the ceiling before looking back at her brown eyes "you know when we were getting the meat for Angie? You were going to say something.. what was is?"

Frances scratched the back of her neck, a chuckle coming out of her throat "it really isn't important" Charles smiled at her "Just tell me, please" His lower lip formed into a pout, begging her to tell him what she wanted to tell him "Uh-" Her cheeks blushed, making her turn her head the other direction so he wouldn't see it, but he did see a glimpse of it.

"I'll answer your question if you tell me one thing" Charles shook his head with a smile "alright, what is it?" Frances placed her hands on her thighs, she gulped loudly before talking "Did you confess that night? You called me pretty... I don't think friends say that to each other.. I mean- I never had friends but its a bit weird for a boy to call a girl that, right? Sorry for rumbling  I should shut up" Charles laughed loudly from Frances speaking fast, she was nervous with her legs bouncing on the ground. "Will this answer your question?" 

Charles put his right hand on Frances cheek, slowly leaning closer to her face. Frances eyes widen once she felt his soft lips on top of her and his other hand lay on top of her leggings. Her heart beat in her chest, feeling her ribcage vibrate from her heart. Charles soon pulled away, a small smirk on his face "d..did you like it?" He asked with a stutter, hoping he made the right move. 

Frances froze, she couldn't move. With her palms sweating, she hurried off the edge of the bed "I'm sorry, uh-" Frances wiped her sweaty hands on her blue jacket; she liked the kiss, she enjoyed it but her nerves got the best of her. "Where are you going?" Charles got up from the bed, his eyes full of worry "I.. i'm just going to think, okay? Sorry.." Before Charles could get a word out, Frances walked out of the bedroom and went to Niko's door. 

She slowly brought her knuckles up to the door, knocking it. "Come in!" Niko yelled behind the door, Frances grabbed the door knob and pulled it open,  only seeing Niko and Edwin sitting on the bed with the bright computer light shining on their faces. "Can I speak to you, Niko?" Niko nod her head while she pressed the space bar on her keyboard "Alone.." Frances eyes went to Edwin, wanting to speak to Niko without company. 

"Very well." Edwin got up the bed, he patted down his coat before walking through the wall. Frances sighed as she closed the door behind her "What's up!" Niko asked with her smile wide "Uh-well..." Frances fiddled with her fingers with her head down "is something wrong?" Niko rushed over to Frances, placing her small hand on her shoulder. 

"Not really.." She took a deep breath before finally looking up at the white hair girl "So Charles kissed me" Niko's smile got more wide "ohmygosh!" She jumped up and down while clapping both of her hands "Wait.." She calmed down with her head tilted "Why are you sad?"

"I ran away from him." Niko let out a loud huff "Why?" Frances shrugged her shoulder, her jacket ruffling as she did so "I never felt this way about a boy, Niko. I don't know how to react or what to do... I came to you because well.." Her brown eyes scanned Niko's room, full of boy posters and manga's about romance "ohh! stay right here!" Niko ran to the shelves with all of her books, she grabbed one and went back to Frances "This one helps you with your feelings and what to do with them" 

Frances grabbed the red book, on the cover had an anime boy with bright red hair and an air bubble, inside the bubble had a boy with white hair "you can just skip to page 45 if you want" Frances looked up from the manga, relieved that Niko didn't judge her "Thanks Niko" Frances cracked a smile at her friend "Of course! Now, read the book and get the boy!" Frances laughed at her childish behavior before walking off.

A/N

Niko is best girl!

also, Umbrella academy season 4 trailer? HELLO!!??? IM SOOO EXCITEDD