I couldn't sleep. Hours ticked by. 1:00. 2:00. 3:00. I couldn't take it anymore. I needed revenge on Mark.
Silently, I make my descent down the stairs to the kitchen. Which drawer is it? I pull open several different drawers before i find the knives. Once I found my way through the mansion to Stormie and Mark's bedroom... You can imagine what happened next.
I slowly closed the bedroom door, as silent as possible.
"Rudolph?" I hear a concerned voice say.
I turn to see Ross, the horror grow on his face as he sees the bloody knife in my right hand.
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Rudolph
Fanfiction12 year old Rudolph has been an orphan his whole life and doubts he will ever be adopted. That is until the Lynch family are looking to adopt. Rudolph's edgy, rockstar personality really connects with the R5 clan, especially with Ross because of the...
