Chapter 74: stolen early morning (S2)

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Y/N's pov:

Shadowing yourself to the roof of your room, the cool morning dew wooshes around your face like a mother's crease.

The sun was just starting to peak over the horizon. A thin like of orange was starting to leak onto the dark blue and black as the stars disappeared into the covers of the darkness. The bit of light made the frost on the roof and tips of trees gleam like sugar on honey.

Taking a deep breath you feel alive for the first time in four days. Closing your eyes the melody the wind, crickets, birds, and the rushing stream relax your muscles. For the first time everything is in peace.

Until a blob of feathers torpedoes your face causing you to stumble slightly.

Atredis laughs literally to your face as you spit out feathers.

"Like to see you do that on Wednesday." The bird stops caring happily and begins to rant about how Wednesday's butler didn't know how to cook his food right or how Wednesday got him the wrong type of souls. How her brother kept trying to eat him. Only Mr. and Mrs. Addams treated him somewhat well. Thing was truly the only person he could trust.

Chuckling a bit, you rub his head. Nuzzling into your fingers, the prickling of his feathers makes you think back to the times the soft turned into blades. Slicing open skin and bone while injecting his victim with poison. Slowly rotting their skin.

Wonder how far Tyler's rotting has gotten. Would he be rotting faster for the things he did? The image of Tyler possibly chained to a wall clawing his rotting skin that oozed with white grease, dark blood, and brownish sweat filled your heart with joy.

His blue eyes full of fear as he dug more and more into his neck and the other infected areas- killing himself as chunks of skin were torn by his own claws. The rotting so deeply rooted that even his bones were rotting.

Worms, leeches, and rats making home of his walking corpse! Worms squirming out of his right eye ball- the very same side where the cut happened- trickling down like the tears leeches had sucked. Leeches laying their eggs in his lungs and slithering out of the rotting flesh where the rats were chewing and digging in to.

A sinister smile carved its way through your face. The idea of him suffering was indeed entertaining. But it was cut short due to your lung sacking cough gut checking you back to reality.

"We could make him tear into himself entirely-"

"Shut up!" You whisper. The very but very little of sleep you were able to get was sadly disturbed by none other than the very image of yourself with purple eyes.

Hellbent on making you use the power you shouldn't even have- mind control.

Checking the time you see Wednesday would be up in 1 hour- she was a hard-core morning person. Always up right when the sun was rising and before anyone else could get a moment of peace.

Spreading your wings you fly over to her room, landing softly on her balcony. Peeking through the window you find a shadow to enter through. Luckily Wednesday's side of the room had the most shadows. Even better her bed was shoved in a darker corner of her half unlike Enid who wanted direct sunlight to gently wake up her snoring self.

Quietly than normal you walk over to Wednesday's bed. There the sleeping beauty sleep as of she was dead- arms crossed, emotionless face,

Why do you need to sleep like that? You wonder as your eyes stare at the small crescent moons Evelynn's claws had made last night. Although Wednesday's face was the one getting stabbed you felt like it was your heart getting squeezed by the demoness.

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