Sanity // Harry Osborn fanfiction

No. 12

Elli's POV:

Things are still blurry in my mind and it's literally hurting my head. After a few minutes pacing back and forth, I decided to go shopping. I'm not the type of girl who would go out with their girlfriends to buy tons of make up products an heels, but a girl gotta satisfy her need at some point...

And maybe, just maybe she wanted to keep her mind off relationship problems right now.

Dragging my tired feet up stairs, I pushed my door room gently before closing it behind me. I just flung the closet door open and grabbed my Fall Out Boy tank top (A/N: I love FoB so do you guys want me to put more hints about her liking this and listening to their songs or nah?) and worn out boyfriend jeans. checking her hair in the mirror one more time and putting on her denim jackets along with a pair of brown oxford before tentively loking the door and make her way to her car

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3rd person POV:

I wanna see your animal side

Let it all out

I wanna see the dirt under your skin

I need the broken promises

I want the guts and glory baby

"babeyy!" Elli echoed Patrick Stump's voice and screamed along when the chorus came.

"Cause we are ALIVEE!! HERE IN DEATH VALLEY" The light blonde haired girl screamed at the top of her lungs and before long, her voice rasped and she reached the mall.

It wasn't that crowded since it's a work day, but there's absolutely nowhere in New York that is near the word 'freely spaced'. Except for that abbandoned train station and the medow that Harry showed her.

Dammit, she came here to escape reality and it somehow still found a way to crawl back into her brain.

Parking her car into what looked like the last space in the parking lot, Elli shuffle her cross body bag on her shoulder and walk towards the actual mall. The place was ecentially for Highville girly type but you would always spot some weird faces like that one time she saw this guy that some what looks like Kevin Bacon hooking arms with another guy with a mohawk. You can never be prepared for who you might come across in New York.

Her phone vibrated against her thigh for 10 seconds before she answer the phone call, "Hello? Elizabell Crimson speaking"

"I knew you weren't one to look at the caller's name before answering, quite daring of you my dear; it is time of chaos after all" A malice woman's voice with an English accent said through the line, her actual words didn't show too much danger, but the psychopathic tone behind it send shivers down her spine, "Elizabell, darling, are you still on the phone?"

She gulped.

"Who are you" She wanted to be intimidating but a cracked voice came out of her throat instead, "How did you get this number"

The woman on the other line chuckles in amusement, Elli could practically hear the dark and cold gleam in her eyes, "Oh, a name that is not of any import... Not anymore" Moriartelle, Elli decided to call the Moriarty-like woman, "He was a fine speciment, but oh alas real talent is so hard to find these days"

Top 3 things that make Moriartelle creepy as hell:

1/ Every sentence she elt out seems to have a deeper and darker meaning behind it that she wants me to know but hides it like it's her last gem

2/ She's British, and if Elli's love for thousands of British shows that has villians that gives her nightmare about isn't enough to draw aout the fact that being a spychopath and being British just made her ten times creepier

3/ As if the above reasons aren't enough, she talks like she lives with Shakespear or something; No one talks like Shakespears that is not the representive of evil!!

"He?" She questioned, "What he?"

"Honey, the suspend is killing me, but the price at the end of the tunel is worth the wait!" She said, once more managing to make a cheery saying into what sounds like an insult made of knives, "Ooh! But I'll give you a hint:

eyes of the lightning storm shadowing the truth,

oh, but you'll never guess what he chose over you

Tongue sharp and wise as a creature of the night

His skin bared green as his soul turned blue

ta ta darling! Maybe you'll be the one to say 'Off with his head' "

The line went dead.

Elli isn't dreaming this, her head spins as her power spiral out of control and her mind fills up with crowded thoughts of people surrounding her.

'It's too much!' she wanted to scream but her mouth betrayed her right this moment.

She's gonna black out, and she knows that. She could feel the footsteps of people around her coming up to her asking if she's okay. The last thing Elli wanted was to be a burden, especially to people that she doesn't know. But, as the mysterious woman would say, "Oh, what a shame; life's not always what we expected isn't it, dear?'

And as she felt her mind goes limp, the cold glaring voice that taunts her was the last thing she remembered.

A/N: WHADDUP MY PEOPLE

GUESS WHO'S BACK

BACK AGAIN

EMI'S BACK

TELL YOUR FRIENDS

Well, that's not embarassing at all isn't it... Bringing more important matters into attention: I'm so sorry I haven't updated for so long and I probably can't update each week like I planned but I'm having a second story that is coming out this week called 'Inked and Ashen'. Sorry for making this a comercial, and also - do you know hOW MUCH TIME I SEPNT ON BUILDING THE TONE FOR THE MYSTERIOUS CHARACTERS?!

You'll love her I promise.

If you're still reading this story after the hiatus than bless you, bless your family, bless your cow. And if you don't have one then bless some random cow, I don't care, I got that quote from Mushu.

Roses and love, Emily

P/s: i need songs, songs that talk about an regretted heart break but it's right. it's not story related, no worries, no spoilers. Reccomendations, maybe?