strange :: n.h

two

the guy that helped me ruin half of dr. williams things and i are currently sitting in small green chairs in the police station. my grin couldn't be contained as my fingers tugged at the hem of shirt, playing with the loose threads.

"what's your name?" the guy asks. oh damn, he actually speaks.

"alexis freed, what's yours?" i ask boldly, turning towards him. i can feel alexander getting jealous. he either draws on me or creates a scene to get the other person to notice him when he is angry with me.

"niall horan. nice work back there, babe." oh shit. not that word. babe. last time a guy called me babe, alexander sliced open their neck. i can already feel the black ink starting to rise, the skin on my hands already have a couple of moons on them.

"hey...you, y-you okay...?" his confused, and probably fearful, gaze lingers on my face. his hand raises to my cheek, where he begins to trace what i am asumming a black sun. i swallow the lump in my throat and nod. his breath hitches in his throat.

"you're strange, darling." his throaty chuckle sounds throughout the small room. the police shouod be coming any minue, they had to take care of some other criminals first. is that really what i am, a criminal?

i can feel the ink fading away into my pores as he speaks slowly and quietly. "we should escape. go out of town, maybe a different country. hey, we could always go to london."

"i barely know y-you."

"yeah, but don't worry, i'm strange too. got a girl named molly up in my head. and charles, oh and victoria."

my eyes widen. we're both mental. crazy. insane. what could go wrong? i can feel the tension in the room. then i decide. "let's go. we're both mentally ill." i grin at him, unknowingly agreeing to a trip with a possessed guy.

as he takes my hand, we sneak out of the emergency door located in the hall. he runs down the street with me. alexander scolds me, "you shouldn't do this."

"shut up." i growl. as niall looks at me, his left eye turns fully black before turning icy blue again. he hails a cab, and the man stops for us. we hop in. i tell the cabby my address.

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after we retrieve our things from our houses, we ask the driver to take us to the airport. niall gives the guy a hundred dollar bill. as we get out, and the cabby drives away, niall whispers to me, "the hundred dollars is fake." that's the last thing he or i say, besides a few giggles, before we get on the plane to london.

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hey guys, im sorry it was so short. 80 reads already?! thats insane. thank you for taking the time to read. ugh, I failed my maths test.

songs for this chapter:
green day - 21st century breakdown
one direction - diana
all time low - paint your wings

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alexis.