Intertwined [ enoch o'connor ]

chapter two

wanting to protest desperately, (y/n) didn't have the heart to tell bronwyn no. wow was she bad at telling anyone no in fact.

as the two treaded across the beach sand, the female glanced back over by the water to see children playing happily.

this seemed harmless, she convinced herself trying not to worry.

staring down her now sand covered shoes, she couldn't help but notice footprints appearing next to hers and they weren't bronwyn's.

guessing the child caught the confused look on her face she sighed heavily before scolding what turned out to be a person.

" milliard! go put some clothes on we have company! "

" oh all right. " the other said in defeat.

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they had finally arrived to the rustic looking home as bronwyn ran inside leaving (y/n) to follow.

taking the time she took in the scenery, there was so much land around the single beautiful house.

" bronwyn! slow down ! " she pleaded not wanting to get lost, especially in such a grand house.

rushing in (y/n) stopped suddenly not wanting to bump into the one before her.

" I advised you to watch where you're going. " a boy who deemed to be around (y/n)'s age, spat his accent thick.

he had walked away too quickly for her to apologize and was greeted by another with a hand.

" alma peregrine, delighted to meet you."

proceeding to shake the woman's hand, the female had been utterly confused.

" come along now, save all your questions till the end. I want no interruptions, do I make myself clear? " the well put together lady spoke firmly.

nodding, the (e/c) eyed girl followed eagerly glancing behind her to spot the boy from before staring at her, as he quickly made his way down a set of stair jars in hand.

what the hell was going on?