chapter TWENTY2
"It's cornhole right? I didn't want to say something dumb like cornswab"
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Mallory's POV
When I wake up I'm surrounded by bright pink. The walls, the carpet, everything is pink. A tear falls from my cheek as I think of my sister, who refused to wear anything but pink. Occasionally she would wear these grey leggings, but even they had a little pink.
"Hi Mal!" I swear I hear her voice sing. I look around, but seeing nothing I remind myself that my sister is dead. "Aren't you going to say hi back? Wow, you are just as I remember you." I stand up off the floor, spotting a camera and a speaker in a corner.
"Evers?" I hesitantly reply. Part of the wall lifts to reveal a window. And who would've known, there stands my sister. The one who was dead.
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I begin running, searching for my parents and my siblings. Dead bodies litter the ground and I do my best to avoid them. Then my eyes catch sight of them.
My parents and my sister Evers, laying dead on the ground. Their limbs torn off. There's so way any of them could be faking it. I fall to the ground and howl for my family. Then I remember I left Cole alone, with rouges still running around. Standing up I give one more glance at my family, before running back to Cole.
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"Yeah! Didn't you miss me?" Evers squeals in excitement.
"But...you're dead." My voice comes out, barely a whisper.
"I was so relieved you left when you left with Cole. It was such a struggle pretending to be dead. I had to buy fake body parts." I tune out of her ramble as my mind races. Why would she pretend to be dead? Where did she get all this stuff? "Hello, earth to Mallory?!" I'm snapped back to reality and I realize there are two very large men in front of me. Like, VERY large. It's frightening. How do people get so large? I don't understand it.
I'm so wrapped up in my own thoughts that I don't notice the large club being swung at my head. Whoops.
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SCARLET's POV:
"Xavier, get up! You need to find her!" I say, hitting Xavier on the arm for the millionth time. Just like every time, my response is a groan. "I guess you don't love her."
It seems to get his attention, because I receive a mumble that sounds like, "yes I mmphdo"
"Then go get her you idiot." I say and Xavier flips over onto his back. For the first time I see the damage Mallory leaving did to him. His eyes are swollen red and it's obvious he hasn't gotten any sleep.
"But she doesn't love me." He says, sounding broken. My eyes widen as I smack his arm again. "Ow!"
"Of course she loves you, or she wouldn't have been so hurt!!" I exclaim, before preceding to stand up off the bed. "Now get up and go find her!" I say before marching out and slamming the door behind me.
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XAVIER's POV
I stand up and walk towards the bathroom when I see a piece of paper shoved in the window. Grabbing the paper, my eyes scan the sloppily written letter.
"Lol hey fam I have your bae. You aren't getting her back so sorry. K bye"
If it had not been for the seriousness of the situation, I would have laughed at the choice of words. But, whoever wrote this does have Mallory. I stare at the letter for what seems like forever, until I realize something. The person was dumb enough to write it in their own handwriting, and there was an address on the top of the paper. I run out of my room and burst into my office, before scanning the letter into my computer and alerting my beta to meet me.
Hold on Mallory, we're coming.
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I know it's short don't yell at me.
BUTTTTTTTT in other news there's a 90% chance the guy I like likes me back so yayyyyyy :)
Anywho I love you