Dance with the Devil

21-𝕭𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖗𝖊

꧁☬ CHAPTER TWENTY ONE:21-𝕭𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖗𝖊 ☬꧂

<𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓵𝔂𝓷𝓷>

꧁☬ Thursday. She was lost in thoughts, looking at the old lady infront of her. It was the middle of class, the last one for day. «Miss Peshock. You can sleep at night not in my class.» She fell out of her trace. «I-I was not-» The grey haired women groaned. «Then tell me your answer on number 6 please.» Evelynn was being honest, she had no idea. «It's -2372.» A little voice whispered in her head. She knew exactly who talked to her. «Minus two thousand three hundred seventy two?» She answered. Madam Russley nodded. «Correct.» With that, she turned around and started writing onto the board, the chalk making loud noises. Evelynn turned around, looking at the other end of the room. She formed a 'Thank you' with her lips and turned back around. ☬꧂

꧁☬Class has finally ended. Evelynn was the first to leave the classroom. It was snowing outide. She decided to skip the lunch today and took a turn to the left, taking the stairs. She walked through the whole castle, through the garden of chambers, past the wolves house and then straight through the basement of fortune. She opened the door, stepping into a huge glasshouse. It was filled with plants. She sat down somewhere in the middle of it. No one was really here, so she always used this place to hide. Her head was spinning, like a carousel. She then noticed a folded paper on the floor. She crawled over to it, folding it open. She recognised the handwriting. Theodore Max Rodriguez and Zeke 'Adinah Lorenzo Spruce. She smirked when thinking about their long names and shook her head. It was only this obvious because Theodores handwriting was very messy. Meanwhile Zeke only wrote with ink pens, in a very cursive style. She couldn't tell which one was harder to read. The only thing she managed to read was 6 sentences. Zeke was the one who wrote them. ☬꧂

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒟𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁 𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝒾𝓇𝓇𝑜𝓇,
𝒽𝑒'𝓈 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓂𝑒
ℐ 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒷𝑒 𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓎
𝒯𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹
ℐ 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀 ℐ 𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝒶𝒹𝒹𝒾𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃
𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓉 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁𝓈 𝓈𝑜 𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉

꧁☬ She blinked a couple of times. What the heck was that supposed to mean?! It wasn't new for Zeke to talk or write in ways not even God would get. She folded the paper again and put it into her bag. She sighed and dtarted listening to some music. She closed her eyes, deep in thought, relaxing to the music. When she opened her eyes, the glasshouse was dark. He seemed to have fallen asleep. Wait.this wasnt the glasshouse. She was laying on a bed. She touched the area around her, quickly noticing it was her bedroom. She relaxed immediately. Yet, she stiffened again, wondering where her things were. She stood up, walking through the dark room. She reached the door, now lighting the room. Her bag was next to her table. Her headphones on her nightstand and her phone charging. She ran through her hair as she sighed, exhaling loudly. Ever since she asked that bastard if he was alright, everything had changed. It was like her live was now just made out of random things. She groaned and walked back to her bed. She was too tired for all of this. After a while, someone gently knocked on her door, then opening it slowly. It ws Theodore. «Hey sweetie. Can I come in?» She nodded. He closed the door behind him and sat down next to her. «I was looking for something..That I lost. And then I found you in the glasshouse. So I brought you back up here.» He patted her head gently. «Thanks..» She replied, leaning against his shoulder. «Thank you for being here..» Evelynn mumbled. She was exhausted. «I'm always here for my family. And you are practically my little sis, so...» The two giggled quietly. «Wanna play some cards game with me and my friends?» ☬꧂