X-Men Descendants 3

Consequences.

A/N Sorry you guys for the late update I've been so busy and I've barely had an opportunity to get this chapter done. Thank God I already had this chapter mapped out, so when I finally did start writing it flowed right out. This chapter is pretty graphic so please take that into consideration. You've been warned (nothing to bad) anyways ENJOY !

Kaley POV

I awaken to the sound of the daily alarm, when my I open I glance around. I'm alone. Hannah usually wakes me up in the morning along with herself but obviously she's not here,is she upset with me for eavesdropping on her and Jacob last night. They evidently wanted to keepthings as discreet as possible, if she is mad she should be glad that it was me rather then someoneelse who'd rat them out in a heartbeat. I gently touch my forehead and sigh before climbing out of bed,I throw on the solid white outfit we all wear before quickly brushing my teeth and washing my face. I let my hair dangle straight down and I grab a few strands at the top and tie them into a high ponytail. I glance at myself in the mirror and my hair looks cute, I atleast want to look nice if I have to dress like everyone else.

I know I've wasted several of the ten minute grace period we get so I hurry out the door, The halls a vacant I yawn as I walk all alone down the corridor. The sound of something slamming hard into the wall up ahead of me quickly scares the life out of me, my heart quickly sanks. What looks to be the drawer of a dresser has been tossed from one of the rooms onto the walls of the hallway. Glass shatters and falls down to the floor a loud scream comes from the same room the drawer flew from I quickly make my way to the room where all the ruckus comes from. The room is in shambles it looks as if a storm has run through it. Anything that could possibly be lifted from the floor has been overturned, I gasp at the total state of disorder the room is in.

The sound of glass shattering quickly grasp my attention I step into the room slowly, the sound came from the bathroom which is behind the door. I grab the handle and shut the door behind me slowly "Hello" I call glancing around at my surroundings slowly. The light in the bathroom flickers on and off the glass shards on the floor gleam brightly from the shine of the light. "Hello" I call again a deep shade of fear settling deep down inside of me. I walk slowly towards the lavatory the room I'm standing in growing pitch black with every flicker of the light.

A girl steps into view from the side of the bathroom door with a massive shard of glass clenched tightly in her hand, the hand that holds the shard of glass she has a deep laceration across her vein. Blood leaks from her wrist dripping down on the floor forming a pool of blood sooner than later. My fingers quickly find their way to my mouth. I grow sick to my stomach at the sight of this, "He made me do it" she pants slowly running out of energy. "HE MADE ME DO IT" She screams again to the top of her lungs, "Who? who made you do it ?" I question takings a step closer to her my hands held out in surrender to assure her I'm not a threat. "I'd rather die like this than to be tortured" she says "What ?" I question confused. She lifts the shard of glass and I instantly know where it's going next "No-No Don't !" I yell loudly quickly making my way over to her, but I'm too late she takes the shard of glass and slits her throat blood shoots from her throat as if it were a sprinkler it quickly saturates me with blood. F.M.B. Officers pour into the room and quickly get their share of the bloodshed and they're drenched as well. The shard of glass hit the ground and shatters and soon her body falls down after. The officers flood in the room passing me by as if I didn't exist, their bodies hit my shoulder nudging me as they dash past to help her.

"What happened what did you see ?" an officer yells grabbing my shoulders and shaking me. I just stare off into space as if I were dizzy. I hear his voice but it fades in and out, I see colorful stars through out the room I'm light headed and sick to my stomach. He continues to shake me but now he's mute all I see is his mouth moving and the blood dripping from my soaked uniform. I feel the warm blood running down my face and the strands of hair. I'm not sure what's said afterwards but the next thing I know is I'm being escorted down the hallways a group of F.M.B. Officers surrounding me, One who's hand is placed gently in my back. My hands are crossed and my head hangs in the locks of my shoulder all I see is my blood stained pants and shoes leaving a stain on blood behind me with each step.