(Issac's POV)
I felt my fists clenching. I knew they were hiding something. That book under there bed, I had to get it now. I had to figure this out. I was holding my breath with out even knowing it and grinding my teeth together. Zay tapped me on the shoulder, worried.
"Issy?" He asked, I growled and turned to him.
"What is it?!" I yelled, Zay looked at me, terrified.
"Your eyes are black - w-w-why are they black?" Zay stammered out. I took a deep breath, and blinked, Zay looked at me again.
"How did you do that?" He asked, I shrugged.
"When I get mad I think I pop something in my eyes that make them all weird. They've always done that" I answered. Zay looked at the ground, unsure how to react. So he just didn't say and word and cleared his throat.
"We need to get our hands on that book." I stated, breaking the silence.
"What book?" Zay questioned back.
"The one I found under Michael and Calum's bed. My uncharted territory. The urge to do bad things is striving in me again" I said, Zay smirked at me, wrapping his arms around my neck and twirling a piece of my hair from behind my head.
"Well, if you wanna be bad," Zay pressed his nose against mine. My heart was pounding in my chest.
"Count me-" he pulled on my hair and let go of me. "-out" he said. I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Your going to help me with this Zay," I said. Zay shook his head
"No I'm not, isn't it obvious? Were not supposed to be fucking around with this, it's serious" he said, walking away. He was walking away from me. I felt warmth spread through my limbs, my fists clenching. My teeth grinding. My eyes changing... I looked at Zay, and then I rolled up my pant leg and dug my nails into my cafe as hard as I could, no blood came. Which meant it was working...
Zay fell to the ground, grabbing his cafe, screaming, bleeding... I could see it seep through the denim of his jeans... I walked over to him, looking down at his fetal state. He looked up at me, eyes in shock.
"What? H-how?"
"I call it voodoo magic. Not sure if that's it, all I know is that I can inflict paint on others if I concentrate hard and hurt myself. The paint goes to them instead of me." I explained, Zay took shaky breaths.
"It works with other things to, like movements... I don't wanna have to control you to help me so please just come on" I begged. I could see it in Zay's eyes that he was worried about me, about how and why I did that. Too bad for Zay, he didn't have time to sit here and wonder we needed to go. Now. We had to get our hands on that book,
"C'mon Zay," I smiled "a little death never killed anyone" and Zay looked up at me, it was quiet, not a sound was made. Then he stood, looked at me in the eyes and tilted his head slightly, looking at his blood which stained the ground. He laughed, quiet at first, then louder, and louder until he ran out of breath. He turned around and began leaving the park, towards our houses.
"Where are you going?" I asked, Zay turned around to face me.
"I'm going to find that book and get some answers to how in the fuck you hurt my leg. I just found out today that our parents might have survived some fire death trap and then you pull that on me? I think I need to start getting some answers" he said, continuing to walk now. I smiled and ran after him.
"I think your leg looks great, red is my favourite colour you know?" I smirked, he didn't as much as budge. His face kept straight and his legs kept moving.
"Don't think I'm letting that slide either. It's pushed out of the way for right now, but in time Issac, you will be paying for that" Zay said sternly. I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Oh yeah? Well I doubt you would be able to hurt me, plus you wouldn't dare" I smiled, Zay cringed and shook his head.
"We'll come back to this. Where is that book?" He asked and I gestured towards My house and Zay's eyes followed.
"It's in my parents room, under their bed last time I checked." I said, a figure moved past the window of my house and came into view in the kitchen window as we got closer.
"Looks like were going to have to wait until were alone." Zay said as Michael turned to face the wall in the window. I nodded, looking down at Zay's blood stained pants. I took a deep breath.
"What we gonna do about your leg doe?"
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Domesticate (Discontinued)
Fanfic*Sequel to Voodoo Doll* "Darkness comes beneath the dying stars, with all the blood and scars, I'm off to hunt you with fear I appear, nothing will stop me, you crave the creature in me, shattered I will capture you so run" When both of your parents...
