The Bloodline Beyond

Ch. 6 The House 2

Well, no use stalling, won't find anything outside. "Come on, let's go" I muttered, walking into the house, the others following. "Looked a lot smaller on the outside." Coffee said crossing her arms under her chest. "We're gonna need to spilt up, it'll be faster." Marxyn said turning on his phone flashlight and heading in one direction. Coffee pulled out a flashlight, slapping it alive, walking in a different direction, motioning for Kave to follow, which he did. I sighed and turned on my phone flashlight, following Marxyn. He was in some bedroom, looking through some bookshelves. "Find anything?" I asked, he shook his head. "Nothing yet, but this house is really old, we'll be sure to find something." He said, walking over to me. "Yeah, hopefully. If we don't we'll be at another deadend." I muttered, panning my flashlight across the room walking over to some draws and checking them. There was only dusty jewelry and an old notebook. Marxyn reached around me, picking up the book. He read it to himself, while I looked under the bed. There was an old box but when opened I was only met with magazines. This wasn't looking good so far. Wonder how Coffee and Kave are doing.

With Coffee~

This place is hella dusty, but dusty means good, right? I grumbled quietly looking at Kave who was searching through a box. Quietly, I walked up to him, crouching down. He panned his phone light towards me, only to quickly put it back down with a slight jump. I don't know if I scared him or not.. He seemed uneasy so I spoke. "How long have you knew Oliver?". He jumped slightly, looking at me. "Few months, maybe even a year.." He muttered, shifting to face me fully. "You?" He asked pointing he's flashlight at me. "At least four years.." I responded, standing up. "Pretty long time, must know a lot about him?" He slightly questioned, following me as I walked to a different room. "I suppose you could say that." I muttered looking back, and down, at him. He nodded, going silent. "Do you like Pink?" I asked after minutes of silence. "What!? No! Why'd I like him?!" He blurted. "He seems to like you, I simply thought you did too." I said only for him to quickly answer. "No! I could never like that pink bastard." He yelled. "Seem pretty defensive.." I said chuckling after. "Not defensive!-","So are","Ugh, ok, maybe I like him a bit- no! I tolerate him!" He said, defensively, crossing his arms. "Tolerate, huh?" I said, slightly teasing. He looked up at me, face almost red from anger or embarrassment. He grumbled, nodding slowly. "Really?-","Yes really!" He yelled, huffing after. I see way Pink like's him. He certainly is fun to mess with, then he gets all cute after, it's adorable. Truly something you have to see for yourself. Wonder why he's so defensive when it comes to admitting he at least likes Pink a little? Either way, not important! We came across a less dusty room and decided to look in there. Kave went to another box, looking in there. I watched for a bit, just eyeing him. Pink really knows how to pick out friends. They're always so cute, including the Marxyn guy... "You must like Marxyn then." I muttered. He looked at me shrugging and nodding. "Yeah I do." He said getting up. "Really now? Why so?" I asked slow walking to him. "Because.. He's not annoying, like Pink, he's not loud, link Pink, and he's not obnoxious, like Pink!" He said. "For someone who only tolerates Oliver, you sure talk about him a lot" I said bending down to get closer to his face. He just looked at me a little dumbfounded and embarrassed. Maybe I'm too close? "Whatever. That doesn't matter" Kave said, going back to looking in the box. I let out a small chuckle before searching with him. The room fell silent before he spoke again. "Why do you think pink likes me?" he asked looking  up at me. "I don't know. Maybe because you're cute?" I responded, going to him. "But I don't know. Oliver likes a lot of stuff." I added. He let out a small hum before nodding.

Back to Pink~

Searching this dirty house was honestly getting  me nowhere. I've checked multiple boxes and other places, like cabinets or drawers, and the only thing I've gotten was dust and a giant ass spider I made Marxyn kill. "This is getting us nowhere." I said out loud, grumbling. "Yeah, but let's continue looking." Marxyn said, looking at me. "We're bond to find something useful." I let out an exhausted sigh, walking around the living room we were in. " So.. uh... About Coffee?.." Marxyn muttered. "What about her?" I asked looking at him. "Should she be alone with Kaventon?" He asked. Well, now that he said something... Was it? She is a serial killer... and she's insane. Nah, he's fine! Coffee has no reason to kill him! "Yeah! He'll be ok. She's not that dangerous!" I said, smiling. "Yeah?". I nodded. "Yeah! She's safe-", before I could finish, there was a scream. Oh. Quickly without saying a word, we rush to the source of the sound. There stood Coffee, her flashlight pointed at something on the ground. Kave was hiding behind her, gripping her arm. "What happened?" Marxyn asked, confessed. "This painting fell out of the ceiling." Coffee said looking back at us. "Painting?' I muttered, walking to her, looking at where her flashlight was pointing after stopping by her side. "Who is that...".