Chapter 32

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Crimson rested downstairs on the couch. A few hours had gone by and all he could do was lay around and wait for Gwendy to return. The day had gone by fast.

He thought about what happened last night, with Gwendy once again. The taste of her skin was pleasing to him. When she had came downstairs last night, he immediately grabbed her and threw her down onto the couch. She told him that she missed him and he said that he missed her back. "Show me those open and loving eyes, for they are the door to my own soul. Touch me with those gentle hands." He has repeated to her last night. Not sure if this was love or lust, he wanted more.

Crimson shook his head trying to get rid of the thoughts. He knew he felt lust towards Gwendy but he shouldn't have feelings like this for someone who he should be against. When he first captured Gwendy, something about her just made him feel...some sort of way. He turned over and squished the pillow on the couch until it felt comfortable enough. He looked down at his red plaided dress. He had been wearing Cynthia's clothes for the past few days and was getting tired of it. The only things that fit him were dresses and skirts. He wanted real, man clothes to wear instead of Cynthia's feminine shit.

Crimson sighed and looked up towards the ceiling. He was still debating whether or not to kill Juliet and Danielle. He wanted the blue and yellow powers they had, but wasn't sure if now was the best time to kill them... Vividless would be coming soon, and Crimson knew that if he obtained the powers, Vividless would just kill him too. Maybe it would be best for the hosts to kill Vividless first... he thought. To obtain a hosts power you have to kill them. He didn't want to kill Vividless, Vividless was his master after all... but he had failed him.

Crimson knew he was outnumbered too. He didn't have Adriano to protect him anymore. He felt like a failure. Cynthia wasn't home, but Gwendy, Juliet and Danielle were still somewhere in the house. Crimson didn't want to kill Gwendy, but he envied her healing powers. How selfish he thought himself to be.

"What's right and what's wrong, the answer lies within myself..." Crimson whispered quietly. Nobody was in the living room to hear him. Juliet and Danielle were still upstairs in Haisley's room, and he wasn't sure of where Tyla and Gwendy had gone. Crimson knew that Tyla didn't like him. Tyla's father was the Radiant Ranger, who was his masters formal enemy.

Suddenly, a knock was heard from the door by the kitchen. Crimsons eyes lingered up and he looked around. Nobody was downstairs with him, so he figured he would have to answer the door.

Crimson sat up and walked over towards the large wooden door. His silver hair was messy from laying down on the couch for five hours. Cynthia's doorframe was still broken but nobody seemed to care at this point. Crimson put his hand on the doorknob and opened it up slowly. All of a sudden the thoughts of his complaints had been erased from his mind and he stared at the two figures that stood in the doorway.

Adeline and Cynthia were standing in the doorway. Adeline was sporting baggy camo pants that hung around her waistline and a light grey crop top hoodie. Eyes the color of charcoal and stone dissected the room and took in the surroundings. Her braided dark brown hair was to the side, laying over her right shoulder. Cynthia was standing beside her. She was wearing a dark red jacket with black leggings that had white strips along on the sides of them. Her red vans were a lighter shade of the red then the red that was on her jacket. Her hair was pulled back into a high messy ponytail.

Every muscle of Adeline's body just froze before a grin crept onto her face, it soon stretched from one side to the other showing every single tooth. "Crimson?" Adeline exclaimed. "What on earth are you doing here?"

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