The Woods

08

the chapter where corrine (and you) find out pretty much everything. brace yourselves, because I made up my own myth, and i'm scared on how it came out. comment what you thought and relieve me some stress. stay lovely readers

p.s. i'm making a playlist for roman and corrine because i'm a perv and I heard some songs and just picture them having sex and ugh perf

update: rachel (ma bitch @martyrdom) made me a playlist because idk how to use 8tracks, so it's in the external link, have a listen if you feel like it

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08

Corrine sat in her Anthropology lecture a week later, bored out of her mind. Usually, she would be feverishly taking notes like every other student, but she lacked the will to do it.

Why was that book so important to Roman? She thought, fingering the same ring she stole from him on her thumb.

Honestly, she thought she was an idiot for just wearing it around the campus that Roman could possibly be in. A week had passed, and he hadn't made an effort to contact her.

"…Evans! Ms. Evans!" Her head shot up, startled at who could be calling her.

The professor, Professor McIntyre was staring at her in expectance. "I called your name several times."

"W-what?" She stammered out, her eyes wild. What was he even saying?

"Are you recording or taking notes?" He questioned, looking at her blank desk in front of her.

Corrine shook her head and gathered her bag. "I'm sorry sir, but I can't be here today."

Rushing down the steps, she exited the lecture hall without a look back.

She was severely stressing out, which was an indication that she needed to take her pills again. She reached into her bag and unscrewed the cap to fish out two lilac coloured pills.

Before they could reach her mouth, the bottle was slapped out her hand, and pills went flying into the grass.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" She cried, crouching down to grab some of the capsules. "That costs three dollars a pill!"

"It's not like you needed them anyways, sweetheart." Her body froze when she heard Roman's voice. Why was he everywhere?

He pulled her up by her wrists from the ground and glared at her threateningly. "Either you give me that bloody ring on your finger, or I'm going to rip your finger from your body."

"What?" She spat out, struggling against him. "Get the fuck off me!"

She looked down and winced when she saw that he was stepping on the pills, but then froze when she noticed something on her pill bottle.

"Roman," she whispered, tilting her head. "The same mark on your ring is on my pill bottle."

She knew it looked familiar before when she first saw it, it was only then when it clicked.

He froze, and released her arms to snatch it up from the floor.

"Hunter mark," he whispered, his voice barely audible. He looked at the pills on the floor and grabbed one for inspection. "Do you mind opening one of the capsules, and emptying it on your palm?"

She did as instructed and when Roman poked his hand in the powder, his finger sizzled.

"Dried up wolfsbane," he defined, his eyebrows raised.