the story of tonight - lams ੈ♡

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  Does anyone else remember Philip the turtle from the beginning of the book?  Oops... I kind of forgot about him until just recently.  As of now, Philip the turtle is dead.

John's P.O.V.

Once I got back to the mansion, I slammed open the door and ran up the stairs two at a time. Alex's door was slightly ajar. I ran over to it and opened the door to see... 

Alex sitting on the carpeted floor, with red, green, and blue paint splattered all over him and the floor.  There was a finger painting of a Christmas tree that Alex was working on lying on the floor.

I sighed and rolled my eyes.  "Alex, what are you doing?"  He looked up at me innocently and wiped his paint covered fingers on the green t-shirt he was wearing.  "Making decorations for Christmas!  It's tomorrow, remember?"

That's when I noticed 4 wrapped gifts piled next to his bed.  The one on the bottom had wrapping paper that appeared to be decorated with flames and papers, the one on top of that had the French flag all over it, the one after that had a pony design, and the one on the very top had turtles.  Why four gifts?  Did Alex forget that Angie died? 

Just as I was about to run out to the city and buy some gifts for Christmas, I heard the front door slam open loudly.  "Guess who's back?!?!" A feminine voice screeched.  Cringing, I ran out into the hallway to see who it was.  Peggy or Angelica, back from the dead?  Maybe it was Maria...

I got to an angle where I could see the front door area, and the person I saw made me freeze in horror.  Who do you think it was?  Here are some clues:

-She loves the color blue.

-She's a killer.

-She WAS in questioning with the police.

Did you figure it out yet?  Here's the answer: Eliza.  She's back.

I slowly backed away from the stairs, and crept into the room where Herc and Laf were playing Minecraft like they were both cringey 12 year olds. A.N. - Herc and Laf are me.  Yes, I am a cringey 12 year old who plays Minecraft.  Welp.

"Laf!  Herc!" I hissed so that Eliza couldn't hear.  "Follow me." They looked at each other with confused expressions before shrugging their shoulders and standing up.  I led them to Alex's room, and once we were all inside, I quietly closed and locked the door.

"Tortue garcon, what's wrong?" Laf asked worriedly.  Herc and Alex stared at me, awaiting an answer.

"Guys, Eliza is back, and she's downstairs." I whispered.  I was met with looks of terror from Herc and Laf.  Alex, however, looked normal and a bit happy.

"Yeah, I was the one who convinced the police to let her go.  After all, she IS my fiancée." Alex said before looking down and continuing his painting.  I forced a laugh.  "Alex, did you hit your head or something?  Eliza is a killer, and I'm your boyfriend!"  He sighed and looked back up at me.

"Well, this morning I fell and hit my head on a corner before passing out, but when I woke up I felt fine, and my head was okay."  Alex said.  He smiled.  "And, it's great to have someone crushing on me, but I'm straight.  Sorry to ruin your dream of dating me."  

"Sh*t." Herc muttered.  Laf back and forth to Alex and I with disbelief.  I was horrified.  All of a sudden, Alex decided his painting was done, and he stood up.  As he ran out of the room and downstairs, we could hear him yelling.

"Eliza, honey, glad you're back!"

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