Shut The Fuck Up And Comfortably Share Silence ★ JOSHLER

chapter seven || walk myself to the court like, "bitch i did that!"

i'm sick and i'm messy

"you're gonna die anyway, so don't make this process any fucking harder than it has to be, girlie—"

"help! anyone, please! h-help me! someone please!" the girl shrieked under mad hatter's harsh grab. the raven-haired girl struggled against the polished fingers that clawed against her pale skin, being dragged through the forrest. "help me!" her voice echoed through the nature surrounding them. as a defense mechanism her skin became incredibly hot.

jordan heard the cry through his headphones. he was deep into some movie displayed upon his laptop screen once he got an earful of the girl's voice. he ripped the ear phones from his ears, rolled off his bed, and ran to the front porch to see the commotion.

"tyler! come help me she's squirmin' too much! and she's hot! really fuckin' hot!" mad hatter shouts to the brunette who just watched the the two struggle past him from a distance.

jordan squinted from afar, clearly seeing the known creep harshly handle a girl who was struggling in the grasp of a woman he didn't recognize. he would've stepped in to help her, but he speculated that the brunette was apart of that cult. the one that ruthlessly kills those of the supernatural. his heart suddenly drops at that thought.

tyler knocks out the girl with a punch to the jaw. she falls silent as her eyelids fade shut, and jordan covers his miuth in shock. the unknown woman and tyler worked together to pick her up and carry her deeper into the forrest.

jordan hesitantly followed, staying as silent as possible, walking barefoot into the woods. he man follows them into a shed he has obviously never seen before. tyler and mad hatter go in, with the passed out girl in hand. the door is creaked a little open, so he takes this opportunity to peek inside, holding his breath to allow his body to stay as still and as undetectable as possible.

"stupid girl kept burning me." mad hatter looked at the blisters that decorated her skin in disgust.

"her skin can rise to magma temperature. i told you his before but you chose not to listen..."

she rolled her eyes. "whatever. how do you want to kill her?"

jordan slightly gasped at the conversation. luckily, they didn't hear.

"just snap 'er neck or something. hurry up. she's-"

"god, you're disgusting," the half-black-half red haired woman huffed, walking up to the knocked out girl and twisting her head in a very gruesome manner, hearing a snap. she feels the pulsing of her heart come to a stop at the sharp movement. "done. go fuck the body or whatever you do-"

"i'm not gonna fuck it. i have someone."

"who would date a creep like you?" mad hatter cracked her knuckles, looking at the lifeless corpse on the dirtied floor.

jordan saw that they were done, and immediately felt a very intoxicating feeling of disgust swirl in his stomach. he backed away from the shed and ran all the way back to his house, feeling hatred towards all the odds. he went into the bathroom and emptied his plagued stomach of its contents. the pungent smell was left in the air after the vomit was shot out of him. he wiped his mouth, sitting deflated against the ceramic toilet.

he then, all of a sudden heard his beloved brother's footsteps. he must have just came home from work, that he has yet to quit.

"what the fuck happened to you?"

"we're leaving. now."