heart's desire • randall carpio

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"Holy shit!" Jack shouted while the man, who now had white hair and strangely colored eyes, slammed his head against the glass.

"That looks familiar." Hamish told us.

"We gotta find Randall." I told them.

We started running down the hall.

•

"Bullshit!" Lilith shouted as we turned a corner and found Lilith and Alyssa arguing.

"Everything okay ladies?" Jack asked.

"We're fine!" They both shouted at us.

"Let's just find Randall and get the fuck out of here." Lilith told me and Hamish.

"Be careful." I told Jack and Alyssa.

"Yeah, you too." Jack nodded.

•

Hamish, Lilith and I had been waiting outside for pretty much an hour and we were starting to get worried.

The main doors opened and Jack, Alyssa and Randall walked out.

"Randall." I ran up to Randall and hugged him.

"Hey." He hugged me back.

I pulled back from the hug and hit his face.

"You asshole. Don't fucking do that again." I told him and he laughed a bit.

"Missed you too, Dylan." He patted my shoulder before walking over to Hamish who gave him a nod.

"Everyone back to the den." Hamish told us.

"Even her?" Lilith pointed at Alyssa.

"Especially her." Hamish replied.

"I could destroy you with a snap of my fingers." Alyssa told him.

"She can't. Not yet." Jack outed Alyssa's lie.

"You know. You're starting to grow on me...but you need to fix your lying problem." I told her.

"You know as well as I do, we need to talk about this." Hamish told Alyssa.

Randall looked at Alyssa then Jack before following Hamish and Lilith.

I jogged to catch up with him.

He slung his arm round my shoulder.

"God it feels good to be out of there." Randall told me.

"I can only imagine." I smiled up at him.

He looked at me for a bit before shifting his gaze to the path.

"What?" I asked, wiping my face incase there was something there.

"When I was...you know what? It doesn't matter." Randall shook his head.

"Tell me." I laughed while confused.

"Just...just leave it okay?" Randall looked at me.

"Okay." I smiled, nodding.

•

Hamish was making drinks for us at the bar.

He offered one to Randall who was pacing around the room.

"No, thanks." Randall shook his head then went back to pacing.

"You never pass up an après-kill drink." Hamish put the drink on the minibar.

"I'm not in the mood." Randall told him.

"Après-kill?" Alyssa questioned the name.

"You have your traditions, we have ours." Lilith shrugged.