DEVILISH

13

A/N: Sorry for taking this long and I have absolutely no idea weather this chapter has any grammar mistakes but I'll correct them in the morning!

❗️YOU WILL GET TO READ WHAT HAPPENED TO INDIE, but not for now, because it's all part of the plot and if I give y'all the plot now, I might as well stop writing this...💀 you'll see what happens don't worry ❗️

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13- trading the devil you know for the one you don't

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INDIE'S POV:
6:00 am
(3 hours later)

Washing the mud and dried blood off my hands in a wanna be public bathroom at the end of the woods, I look up in the mirror and see the thin blood red scar on my nose

The water from the sink is ice cold and muddy

Broken bathroom stalls, non-functional toilets and graffiti all over the walls covered in mold is all that's around me

I've been trying to wash myself with the muddy water and each time I wash my face, I stop breathing through my nose

Obviously trying to avoid the nasty smell of the dirty water

The sun's almost already out and going home looking like this is no solution

Ivarsen's hoodie was lost in the first few minutes as I tried to get away

And that leaves me in my bra and shorts only

About an hour or so there was a bit of rain so it made it easier all together to get rid of them

When I push the tap of the sink, I accidentally break it and the pressure of the water goes crazy, shooting all over the place

I simply back away and move out of the way, knowing its no use to try and stop it

''You ruin everything, don't you?'' A voice behind me says

When I turn around, I see the curly head at the broken door of the bathroom -the word 'door' being a big stretch-

''Excuse me?'' I ask, spotting a vodka bottle in her hand, half of it empty

She rolls her eyes at me. "I said-''

''I know what you said, I just don't understand what you're insinuating by it.'' I give her a stern look

Her eyes squint in my direction, then go back to normal as she shortly breaks into a smile as It spreads on her lips

Francesca shakes her head and laughs dryly. ''I see the resemblance now, Grayson.''

I lift a brow confused

How drunk is she?

''I believe we were never properly introduced to each other-'' She puts her hand out

''You know who I am.'' I cross my arms

She stares at my face a little more. ''Yeah, fuck it, I was trying to be nice.'' Her smile disappearing

Francesca takes a big gulp out off her drink, then pushes the bottle towards me

''No offense, but you look like you need it a lot more than me.''

I take the vodka bottle and I let the liquid burn my throat. ''I'm not usually like this, you know? I'm not mean. It's just that-'' I say with guilt, now feeling bad

She gives me a nod. "Yeah, I remember, I saw you at my brothers party dancing on the tables as you laughed with that blonde friend of yours, Audrey, was it?''