ꕥ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Every Summer They were sent to live with they're uncle they didn't hate it as their grandparents took them in when their parnets died just when they were newborns...
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DEVIL TOWN 🦢🍪☕️ 𝟎14 ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ Blood On Your Hands (Mentions Of Sexual Assault!)
IRENE HAD BEEN BORED All day and she had been thinking about what Nadeline said what had happened to Atticus? did someone kill him? or was he still alive somewhere and needing her help?"
She felt like it was her fault he was in this situation if she had never asked him to help her in the library that day he would've still been alive and not hurt and that was something that was eating her alive it was all her fault and she had to live with that...
Irene sank into her bed as she dozed off thinking about Nadeline who had been on Irene's mind for the last couple days she had feelings towards Nadeline feelings she feels she shouldn't have
The Williams girl had then thought this would be so much easier if Nadeline was a guy but Irene didn't want Nadeline to be a guy she liked Nadeline as she was she thought Nadeline was so pretty as she was
But dose Nadeline even feel the same for Irene? I mean the kiss was something that was under the bridge but Irene didn't want the kiss to be forgotten she loved that Nadeline kissed her she craved another kiss so badly but she hated herself for it she loved the fact she has always been outgoing and confident
Irene Williams has always been beautiful and independent but what dose she do when she doesn't even know who she is anymore? she talks to her twin sister who has always been there to pick up Irene's broken pieces ever since they were young
The door swung open Irene had smiled "Ivy!" Uncle Isaac stood there with his uggs and his bathrob "Oh it's you." Irene rolled her eyes in disgust Cookie came running into the room jumping on Irene's bed
Uncle Isaac rolled his eyes in annoyance "Yea Yea Yea we all hate Uncle Isaac!" Irene sighed "No not at all we all love our favorite cranky grandpa." Uncle Isaac glared "Did you go in the basement recently?"
Irene's eyes had narrowed slightly fear laced her eyes "Why?" Uncle Isaac rolled his eyes "I have something missing from there something that's important." Irene shrugged "I haven't I remember you always said never to go down there so why would I?"
Uncle Isaac shrugged "I thought I would ask I'm gonna ask your sister when she gets home." Irene nodded "Okay good...cause I would never go inside that crusty dusty old basement." Uncle Isaac shrugged "It must have been old cookie and if so I might have to put him down."
Cookie had looked at Uncle Isaac and tilted his head slightly Irene grabbed Cookie and placed him in her lap "What the fuck is your issue? no one went into your creepy ass basement! don't say that shit about cookie I'll put you down."
