Mystic. [Old]

Chapter 13:

Jordyn and Victoria examined her face. "You look like you have just cried?" Jor exclaimed. Tiffany knows how she looked. Red eyes, nose, lips, and cheeks. Tiff sniffed in a bit and lied, "It's just allergies. I'm ok." Victoria decided to take her word for it. "Since you already know my name is Victoria, I kinda wanted to make it Tori instead?"

"Alright," she gave a glance at Tori and walked past the two of them. Jordyn followed after Tiffany as Victoria decided to go inside her room and look around. "Hey, what's wrong Tiffany?"

"Not your issue."

"It is if I just asked the question and want the answer."

"Don't worry about it. Once again. It's allergies. I'm allergic to dust, pollen, and dander from animals." Tiffany narrowed her eyes away from Jordyn's, as Jor came close to her. She gave her a tight hug. "Even if you don't want to tell me, I hope you're ok." Sniffing in again, Tiff whispered a little, "Thanks... Never knew someone I just met cared so much.." Jordyn smiled a bit, "No problem.." She paused for a minute and pulled away looking at Tiffany. "Why are there numbers on the walls? And words? And... Everything else?"Tiffany sighed, "They're just words.. Not important." She reached her hand up and scratched the back of her head, it throbbed a bit.

Tori walked in and they both stared. "Is that my clothes?" Victoria nodded cheerfully. "Yep! I just love the blue shirt and the ripped jeans so-"

"Fine you can have them. I'm surprised they were that big to fit you though."

Tori stood there, a bit confused then scrunched up her nose. "Does that mean I'm fat?"

"Definitely."

"Rude."

"I know, dear," Tiffany smirked a bit and wiped her eyes. Victoria had a feeling of excitement, glad she attempted to make Tiff happy. Jordyn tucked her wings behind her back and exchanged looks with the two, "So what now?"

"We train again, and you can battle Tori this time instead of me. It's good practice on both of you."

***

Tiffany watched as the two fought. There was a river for which she laid by. She thought deeply and fell asleep, despite Victoria and Jordyn's yelling.

He's not dead. He won't die. Of course not. Tiffany was tied up to a bed, her eyes closed shut, she was trying to ignore what the Man was trying to say to her. "Luminous. Say you are sorry." He brushed a finger against her cheek. She sneered a little at him. I will bite his god damn finger right off. "Lumi," he repeated, "Say sorry."

"Bite me bitch," her eyes opened and like arrows, they pierced through his soul. He gave an malicious grin, it was almost amazing. All white teeth, perfect. "Now don't tempt me." Tiff blushed a little but frowned. "Shut up. I'm not apologizing even if you stabbed me with a stalactite." It seemed that the Man was losing his patience, "545. Say sorry now."

"Why do you want sorry so much?" she glared at him. He made a motion with his fingers and this time instead of Teeny and Freckles coming through the door. It was Muscle. Muscle always carried the anesthetics and drugs, he was strong too. He had bulging muscles, chocolate brown hair, and was pretty tall. Tiffany didn't really appreciate Muscle, he was demanding and scary. He had a syringe in his hand and stuck it straight into Tiffany's arm with no hesitation. Tiff screamed in pain. "OW!" She shook the shackles and the bed. Soon enough, she was getting tired. Drugs... They used drugs on me... Again.. She fell straight asleep.

Splash! Tiffany just got shoved into the river by Victoria and Jordyn. "GOD DAMN YOU TWO! I HATE YOU GUYS!" She shot out of the water and crawled to the surface. Her hair, hoodie, and black jeans were soaked now. "So-sorry, you kept switching your form," Victoria lied, "It was creeping me out."

"Liar," Tiffany rolled her eyes and came out of the river, "I bet you two would be pissed if I threw you into that river. And one of you would probably drown." Jordyn shuddered a bit, "We're sorry."

"Yeah. But you got to admit, your reaction was priceless," Tori chimed in.

"Mm sure. You know what else will be priceless?"

"What?" They said in harmony.

"The looks on both of your faces when I fight you and throw you onto the floor."