Alike | Tyler Galpin x OC

Chapter XIX ~ I'm A Sad Girl

"Your father and I attended Nevermore, and we fell in love." Vivienne began,

"Ew." Bea muttered, at this point she couldn't really remember much from the night of her transformation, though she was aware that it had happened, it was too painful to forget, because it wasn't supposed to happen.

"He was a Hyde, a kind of outcast that a lot of people don't know about. He died because of the lack of education about them." Vivienne said. "And you've inherited his power." The woman continued, Bea's eyes widened as her mother said the words.

"Will people be after me too?" Bea asked in confusion, all her life she'd thought that she was a normie whose mother just happened to go to Nevermore. She never thought that she could ever be an outcast. Did that mean she had to move away? Would she be shipped to a boarding school, or worse, an asylum?

"No no, of course not, we're safe here, just as long as you remain calm." Vivienne said, in all actuality the woman was very scared, sure she'd been married to a Hyde, but she didn't know much about them. Dominic didnt speak on the matter because he'd been self conscious, he only knew of his condition because he'd transformed only once, and that was similar to Bea's transformation, it was from trauma.

After becoming fully aware of what she was, Bea was left in shambles. She was unsure of her identity, and what she was. Vivienne insisted that the girl continue through normie school in order to avoid suspicion, though Bea was highly doubtful of the choice.

In an act of fear, Bea's mother turned to hypnosis in order to lock away Bea's Hyde. It was a low move, especially for Vivienne, but she did it to protect her daughter. She wanted her to live s normal life for as long as possible. Though it meant that the woman became her own daughters master.

"What are you-." Bea said, her eyes locked in on the rotating spiral. It was a monochrome looking device that belonged in an old 50s horror film. Vivienne had dabbled in the art of hypnosis as it was an old practice in her family. Along with psychic abilities, her family also nettled with all sorts of psychological things.

"This is for your own good Bea, now continue to look into the center of the circle." The woman said, she waved incense around, it was supposedly useful in the speediness of a hypnosis.

"I am your liberator." The woman repeated over and over again, she sounded like a mad woman repeating the words over and over again in such a monotone voice. After an hour or so Vivienne thought to test the successfulness of the hypnosis. In doing so she needed a command that was something Bea wouldn't do.

"Sing for me." Vivienne said, Bea immediately began singing a song that had been stuck in her head recently, the woman smiled and asked the girl to stop. The smile on her face was alarming, and that feeling of success would bring so much guilt to Vivienne later on. 

"You are never to transform again."

The fact weighed down on Vivienne's heart for two long years, before the strain became too much to bare and she chose to do the unimaginable.

She only ever asked Bea to do one thing, and she went about it very carefully.

Nearly two years after the events on that rainy night, Bea's mother ordered that her daughter take her life, it was the only way to free the woman, to free the both of them. Vivienne would no longer feel the guilt of enslaving her own daughter to do her bidding, and Bea's Hyde would be locked away, hopefully forever.

Vivienne had already sent for Leo, the brother of Dominic, and he was to look after the girl. It was alarming how well thought out the murder was. Bea was unable to stop herself, and when she awoke she wasn't sure how the thing had happened. She is still in denial about the events to this day, deep down in her mind she knows that she was the one who did it, but every day Bea tells herself a lie just to ease her soul.

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Even after all of this, Bea still hadn't chosen to go to Nevermore. She'd thought about it, but things were somewhat normal at her normie high school. Her freshman year went surprisingly well, she'd gone as far as having a boyfriend, though that ended terribly after he turned out to be a prick.

Bea had a fresh life, though it slowly began to worsen. Her best friend moved away, and any other people that she'd been cordial with had dropped her. Sophomore year wasn't much better, until of course she met another boy. This one was different, he was an outsider in normie school, and he was orphaned like Bea.

He wasn't the smartest, or the coolest, or the handsomest, but he was someone, and he kept Bea company.

"Hey." Dean said, he was a tall thing, sort of awkward looking, and mildly good looking. Bea certainly had a type.

"Hey." Bea muttered, she brushed the hair out of her face and turned to look at the source of the voice.

"You're in my math class." The boy said.

"Yeah, I am." Bea said, she uttered the words slowly so that the boy could understand how stupid his statement was.

"You're like really smart in that class, maybe I could get some help." The boy said, he certainly got to the point, though Bea appreciated that, especially in a society that tended to beat around the bush.

"So you want me to tutor you or something?" Bea asked in confusion, the boy placed his hands in his coat pockets and shrugged his shoulders. Something Bea could never forget was that tattered carhart jacket that Dean always wore, it reminded her of her father for some reason, because she believed him as the kind of man to wear something like that. That was the problem with Bea and the boys she liked, she always related them to her father, and the fading image that she had of him.

"That sounds about right." Dean smirked. "Of course i'll need your number." 

"Yeah that would help." Bea smirked, it was the first time that she'd been friendly with someone in a long time, she'd gotten a little rusty at being all bubbly and flirty.

"Sweet, I guess I'll see you then." The boy smirked, he walked away, turning around to send Bea a wave goodbye.

Sadly it didn't last long with Dean. Bea's Hyde nearly unleashed on the boy the night of winter formal, she'd gotten emotional over the fact that she'd seen him dancing with another girl. They eventually made up and began to kiss in an empty classroom, but the rollercoaster of emotions caused a change in Bea, and she ran out on the boy, never daring to look back.

"What's happening to you?" Dean asked in confusion, the changing had stopped, but by then it was too late, he'd seen enough to know something was up.

"I-, nothing." Bea said, she turned away to hide her face.

"Your eyes completely changed." Dean muttered, "Is there something you're not telling me?" Dean asked, he grabbed a hold of Bea's wrist, which she wriggled out to freedom.

"Please don't touch me." Bea said, but of course the boy didn't listen, and Bea scratched him, and badly. Her nails were in between normal and Hyde-like, meaning that she'd broken skin.

"I'm sorry." Bea whispered. 

Bea's Hyde had nearly unleashed, and as easily as that? There was no danger, and yet it was so easily provoked? Transforming in normie school was something that she would never recover from. That's when Bea knew she had to enroll in Nevermore. It was safer than being discovered at normie school, and she knew fitting in at Nevermore would be less rocky than with normies.

That's how our story began, with Beatrix Moreau attending Nevermore after a series of very unfortunate and heartbreaking events.

Though there is still more in store for the girl, she has no idea what is to come. The monster still roams the streets of Jericho, with their master controlling them from the shadows, and she is yet to discover the identity of this monster.