"Look what you've turned me into."
Warning: Suicidal Brutal Lunacy Murder Sexual including rape
This book cover is not mine credits to owner @jnekvrz on ig
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The disturbing sound of her alarm began to ring while her phone vibrated on the nightstand. She preferred to ignore the noise, pulling her duvet over her face. "Get up."
"Leave me alone I'm tired." She was certainly not in the mood to attend class after her muscles felt bruised from swim lessons the previous night, her bed gifted the warmth she craved. The younger shrieked seeing brightness beneath her eyelids once her blanket had been torn away.
"Rosie!" "We're going to be late because of you, get up." Lisa turned on her back, stretching out her sore limps groaning loudly. "I'm too sore." She yawned.
"You have not even fifteen minutes to get ready." Rosé moved towards the window ripping curtains giving view to outside.
She gasped at the amount of snow flooding outside. Tall, leafless trees were glazed with whiteness that led into darkness. "It's snowing look!" "Can you put the heater on, please? It's freezing."
The Aussie span around, staring at the mess rubbing her foot against the sheet. "Hurry up! You take an hour to get ready, it's seven forty-five." She glared dodging a pillow thrown.
"Seriously get up." Her eyes open tuning into the lights shining from the ceiling. "All right give me a minute just be quiet." The Aussie grinned in victor.
If she ever managed to get the blonde out of bed early, she would feel as if it was an achievement of her own. Sometimes she reflected herself as a mother towards Lisa, trying to bribe her out of bed for school.
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The two tour down a still hallway past dorm rooms. Only a few students, assembling at the entrance of the library chatting in line. Each semester new students would visit the school.
Depending on their school grades from high school if recorded beyond sixty-seven a balanced chance of you would be inrolled to Oxford. The new students replace those who've either dropped out or have completed their last year.
The line started to lead once they arrived. Both searches for a table to sit at. They walk towards a table placed in front of a bookshelf, relaxing on the two chairs facing inwards.
"You owe me money." Rosé started mentioning the bet she lost. She remained silent, pressing her lips into a thin line. "And foo-" "Stop adding!" "What? I'm bringing up other bets you lost because you never seem to stick by your words when I win."
"Okay, fine. It was only ten dollars." The blonde snarled, rolling her eyes. "Twenty from last week." Rosé smiled, watching her face scrunch up. "I don't want to you're always taking my money!" Lisa whines tucking loose strands behind her ear. "Hello, students welcome!"
A joyful voice broke the stilled silence. Roughly eight new faces stood in front of them lined up, five boys, three girls. Her doe eyes inquisitive, investigating the small queue.
She sees a girl, somewhat shorter than her, keeping her head lowered while picking at her nails.
The blonde was unsure if the girl felt excluded or shy. Lisa wouldn't want someone feeling neglected. "You two will leave with the following students, Lisa and Rosé, please raise your hand."
They obey waiting for the students amongst the line to step forward. The girl she was watching earlier moved forward along with another, holding several bags.
"Rosé, please show one of them around, and Lisa will lead one to their dorm room." Rosé nodded, throwing a wink at Lisa. "Follow me." And Rosé guides the way.
Lisa notices two bags occupying her hands. "Do you need help?" She polity rejected still lowering her gaze. "Let's go then?"
When they set foot outside the library, Lisa began to question if she even talked.
The doe-eyed continuously stole glimpses trying to make out her face. They stop at room number forty-six. "We're here" She turns the door nob granted with a warm breeze pushing her hair behind.
"It's cold out there, make yourself at home." Lisa beamed, rubbing her hands, collapsing on her bed. "What's your name?" "My cuddle muffin.." She caught the smile on her lips.
"Pardon? My cuddle muffin?" She doubted she heard it correctly. "My cuddle muffin." She allowed the bags to slip off her shoulders and finally lift her head. "My cuddle muffin, how are you?"
Fright started to develop her blood slowly, tinted her cheeks. She sat there in her sweat pearling against her forehead until she gathered herself. "Jennie?" She instantly spun around with a huge grin. "Ding ding ding!"
Tears threat in her eyes, she didn't know if they were out of happiness or some negative emotion. "Jennie, what are you doing here?" In her eyes, nothing changed her porcelain skin continued to glow, her cheeks still puffed when she smiled.
The blonde rose to stare in Jennie's eyes. Her arms open, pulling Lisa into an embrace. "It was an accident, I promise." Their bodies morphe. "I'm sorry Lili I can't let you go." The blonde went limp before darkness greeted her.
