Scarlet's P.O.V.
I can't get over the fact that John is dead. I sat in my dark bedroom. The dark navy blue covers sat rumpled over top of me. I had all the lights off and the door shut. I put on my rain cloud pjs and went back to my to my bed.
I hastily crawled under the covers. I smushed my face into the pillows and started to cry myself to sleep again. I turned over to hug the body pillow and squeezed my eyes shut. I fell asleep into the pillows wishing that John was still here, that he wasn't dead, that he was down the hall. I woke up still crying.
I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and washed my face. I went back into my bedroom and went into the drawers. I picked out velvet lined light grey capris, a maroon coloured soft t-shirt and a navy blue hoodie with light grey drawstrings.
I went to the bathroom and got dressed. I did my hair in a simple bun on the top of my head and put on some black eyeliner, without wings. I turned on the natural lights and went to leave the room. I figured Liam would be looking for me.
Liam's P.O.V.
I walked out of the pitch black guest room. I walk down the hall, looking at all the art. The first piece was a bowl of fruit. The colours were so beautifully blended. There was a pear and an apple and a bunch of grapes. There was also a bunch of photos.
There was one of a dog. It was a black Doberman pincher. There was a person who looked like Scarlet also in the picture. I also saw a picture of a robin's egg blue town house. It had pretty flowerbeds in front. Realizing that I kept getting distracted, I continued down the hall, treading quietly to the living room.
I sat down on the huge sofa and curled in a blanket, deciding that Scarlet was either moping or still sleeping. I looked through some photo books on the coffee table, looking through what looks like Scarlet's childhood.
Just as I was going to check on Scarlet I heard a door creak open. Then I saw Scarlet timidly step out into the hall and look around seeing me after a few minutes. I said hi, but she seemed to be in her own headspace and didn't respond.
Scarlet's P.O.V.
I hazily walked through the living room, not paying attention to Liam, who was saying something to me, which I didn't hear. I walked to the kitchen and pulled out the cinnamon rolls in a can.
I put them in a pie pan and preheated the oven. I slipped them in and thought about what I wanted to do. I decided that instead of going and getting John's space ship and flying off this planet, I was going to live on the island.
I went to my room and grabbed a few clothing items and hygiene items. I put them in a suitcase. I then went to the workshop and grabbed some tools and a few pieces of wood. I packed the suitcase to the brim with food. I filled it with granola bars of all kinds, canned soups and crackers. I then hid the suitcase in the pantry.
I went back to the kitchen and took the cinnamon buns out of the oven. They were perfectly cooked. I spread the icing on top and put one on a plate and brought it to Liam. He mumbled thanks. I walked back into the kitchen.
I grabbed two cinnamon buns and dumped all the left over icing on the buns. I sat at the table and ate them, stuffing my face. I licked the icing off my plate and ripped apart one of the buns and started to eat it.
I slowly ate it, trying to plan out my journey. I finished both of my creamy, cinnamon buns. I licked all my fingers longingly. Then I went and grabbed another cinnamon bun and ate it. I then cleaned all the plates and washed all the dishes. I neatly put away all the dishes.
I then used the bathroom down the hall and went to the pantry. I grabbed my suitcase and went down to the end of the dining room. I pushed the wall, a secret passageway opening. I walked into it silently, pulling the door shut behind me. I walked quietly down the dank, damp hall. I was silent.
As I reached the end of the hall, I took a deep breath. There was a handprint. This door like the other had a see through hand like the other one. I looked seeing there was no lava for sure. I opened the door and exited, making sure the door was shut.
Liam's P.O.V.
After eating a cinnamon bun, I went to the kitchen to put my plate away. Scarlet was eating silently. I didn't want it disturb her, so I left to look at photo albums. I looked at page after page.
I then noticed that I left my cup on the coffee table, so I went to the kitchen and put it in the sink as Scarlet was washing the dishes. She waved dismissively to me, so I rushed back to the living room, bored to death. I sat down looking through the photo albums again, with nothing better to be done.
I saw a cute photo and wanted to show it to Scarlet, thinking it was her. I walked into the,kitchen, then into the dining room, not seeing her anywhere. I walked past her seat and saw a note float down, off the table it read . . .
I can't stay here. I'm too sad. I don't want to live the rest of my life out in this boring dull house. I'd rather die in the jungle than be here. I could use the space ship, but I feel like that would be against John's wishes. Do whatever you want,
Scarlet.A/N: Hope you liked it. Going to be writing longer chapters more often.
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