Foul Play Is Better Kept Secret 🥀 || DISCONTINUED

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A/N : The parts of this chapter written in Italics are actually flashbacks so Don't get confused people. Enjoy ❤

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Andy woke up with a gasp, looking around the room in fear. He was in his bed, in the exact same spot he fell asleep last night. He frowned in confusion. Was it just a nightmare? No, It felt too real.

He was about to get up from the bed when suddenly a sharp pain surged through his head, making him groan.

"Andy? You are awake." He heard Ryan's voice as he entered the room. Andy didn't reply him, too focused on the events that took place last night.

"Are you fine?" Rye asked in concern, sitting down beside his legs.

"I-No, Rye. I w-woke up last night and thought I heard a noise from the corridor. I assumed it was you but you were asleep so I went out to check myself. I saw someone in the corridor but when I tried to follow them, I slipped and fell unconscious. I-I don't remember anything after that." Andy rushed to explain, trying not to sound as scared as he was.

Rye had an unimpressed look on his face, as If he didn't believe a word that came out of the blonde boy's mouth. The boy bit his lip anxiously before speaking up again.

"Rye, I swear I saw someone. It was a man. I-I couldn't see his face but He was wearing black clothes."

Suddenly, A grin broke out on Rye's face.

"Andy, If you fell unconscious in the corridor, then how come you woke up in your bed?"

"I-I don't know. But I'm speaking the truth, Ryan. I saw someone there." He didn't care how desperate he sounded, he just wanted Rye to believe him.

"Andy, I--"

"Wait. Where's my bracelet?" Andy interrupted him when his gaze fell on his empty wrists.

"Rye, I was wearing my bracelet last night. Where did it go?" He panicked, sounding even more scared.

"I told you someone came here last night, Ryan! He stole my bracelet--" Rye immediately shushed Andy by putting a finger to his soft plump lips. Andy froze. His eyes widened and a soft blush made its way to his pretty face.

"Here is your bracelet." Rye whispered softly, holding the jewellery in his other hand. Andy's eyes moved to his bracelet as He slowly took it from Rye's hand.

"I-I'm sorry. I just freaked out."

"It's okay, darling." Rye gave him a charming smile and Andy flushed again.

"But the man--"

"Andy, you probably had a really bad nightmare. There isn't anyway that someone came in here last night and no one else knows about it. Besides, we have the best security so It's impossible." Andy still didn't look convinced so Rye took his hand in his own and caressed it softly.

"Trust me, Baby. I won't let anything bad happen to you."

"I-Okay." Andy sighed and smiled softly.

"Great! Now wipe that frown off your gorgeous face and come downstairs for breakfast. Everyone is waiting for you." Rye kissed his hand before walking out of the room, leaving a blushing Andy behind.

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Ansel was sitting in front of the mirror, trying out the new silver nail polish that Rye bought for him a week ago. He had a serene smile on his face, his eyes gleaming in happiness - not the one where he looked sadistic and crazy after a murder but the one where his eyes shone gleefully, as if he had just gotten his favourite present on Christmas.