A/N: Well....this chapter will be written from about two or three or more peoples' pov. 😁
Please don't be confused😇.
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SYD'S POV
"Are you going to tell mom a-about it?" Leon stutters.
"I dont think so.....well......until i can gather more information on who the new man is" "i also decided to ask if you want to help me with it " i ask looking up at him.
" well......i know she is not technically your mother and its your choice to tell her or not and yes, i will help you. Am i allowed to tell my friends? " he says slowly, as though he is still unsure.
"Dont say that, she is both our moms. Thank you for helping me and i dont think it would be a good idea to tell them yet, the new boy is in your group right?" I ask and he nods. " it won't be a good idea to just spring this up on him when he just woke up from a two day coma and just arrived, give it time ".
He nods again and then silence feels the air.
I woke up extra early to tell leon this news knowing he wakes up at the crack of dawn. I told him to meet me up beside the fountain in the middle of the four structures. Now we are sat on one ot the many benches that surrounds the fountain, both of us staring into nothing with the silence that lingers a little longer......
Until leon breaks it, he was never the type for silence i guess, awkward or not.
" H-how's your neck? The part the....... m-man squeezed.' He stutters asking, i guess he really is afraid of this man. But soon i will assure him there is nothing to be, all is blasphemy that comes of his mouth. We killed the first and we will surely do justice to the second.
"It's not hurting as much as it did when i had my bath this morning but it is still hurting. There is some kind of symbol or something on my neck but i can't read it " i say lifting my neck up so leon can see.
"Well to me it looks like a dash with two walls at each end, a fence maybe" he says tilting his neck so as to see better.
"Спасибо Барселона Леон но...... " i say getting tired of him admiring my neck "I'll figure it out later, go on and eat break fast"
(Thank you so much leon but...)
"Xорошо.......... пока пока " he says running off
(Ok..........bye, see you later)
I am now sitting alone on the bench, contemplating if all this is karma for killing that man.
Maybe part of it is just magics fault.
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XAIN'S POV
Oh come on!!
And here i was thinking i was going to start of my firs- fourth day of school the best way i can but i guess i am just assuming things these days.
I am just waking up and i see may and max hovering over me with a smile on their faces and i can't help but wonder if am dead yet.
My question is answered when my face comes in contact with the mat on the floor that is under my bed, pain shoots up my forehead and arms.
They just pushed me off!!
TWITCHES!!!
*Pauses to think of the joke that was just made* *thinks to self*
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Too good at being bad bxb (Rewritten)
Ficción GeneralMy name is Xain Baxter. One of the kids born into an infamous family tree, had been deemed a bad person from the on start because of one simple mis-information, by everyone around me. I had to secluded myself for 17 years of my life with my mother...
