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Oliver Thredson's POV continued...
"Oh my God!" I shrieked and immediately took off my glasses when I walked into the cell to see two naked bodies, which I did not want to see. "That is the most disgusting thing I've ever--- Cover yourselves up at this instant! Jesus Christ, children!" I hollered. I couldn't see the culprits' faces until I put my glasses back on. Kit Walker, and Hope Prescott. Well, well, well. Trouble in paradise.
Hope and Kit quickly covered themselves back in their original clothes as I awkwardly stood there, pushing my glasses up my nose. "Finally, that's better. Now you two, come with me to Sister Jude's office right now." They will surely be punished even greater the time she hears about this...
Hope's POV
Dr. Thredson dragged us all had way down to Sister Jude's office. Well, we did it. Kit and I were officially dead. Kit earned a slap and harder pinch on his arm when he whispered to me with a small grin, "Well it was fun while it lasted." Jesus, we were going to be doomed. Did he not care a single bit?
Oliver opened the door to her office and pushed us to the ground. Sister Jude looked up from her desk. "Oh, it's just you two... Again. Why am I not surprised?" She said with a sigh and stood up from her chair. She walked over towards us. "What did the two lovebirds do this time, huh? Oliver?"
"I found these two screwing each other in Kit's cell, Sister Jude. And honestly, I think I'm scarred for the rest of my days," Thredson replied and Kit chuckled to himself silently. I jabbed my elbow into his rib and he frowned at me. Why is he taking this so... Not seriously? I didn't understand.
She sighed and sat back in her chair. "Very well," Sister Jude said, and I found myself a bit surprised. She was taking this much better than I thought she would. "As your punishment, Hope, twenty lashes. and Kit, you too." My eyes widened at that.
"Oh my god, no. Not lashes. Please, Sister Jude, anything but that."
"I'm sorry, but I've made my decision. It's final."
"Sister Jude, add them onto mine. It was I who came onto her," Kit said. What the hell? What was he doing? "Don't hurt her for something I did, please."
Sister Jude just pierced her lips and shot an evil stare at him. "Make that forty if you don't shut up right now," she said to Kit and he became silent. "I find your voice extremely annoying."
"Good."
"Okay, so where are the guards? I want this to be over with." Kit said, looking around the practically empty room.
"Oh no, Mr. Walker. there will be no guards today." She said in response.
"What?" I questioned. "What do you mean by that?"
"Oh, dear," she laughed. "It's quite simple. You two will be giving your punishments to each other."
Oh my God. I can't do this.
"You first, Hope." She said and handed me a whip as Kit looked up at me with wide and helpless eyes.
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Take Me To Church » Kit Walker
FanficIn which Hope Prescott is drowning and Kit Walker carries her ashore. [AMERICAN HORROR STORY - S2 ALTERED] est. january 17th, 2015 - june 11th, 2015 © jarudpadalecki