iii - vamoose

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"DO YOU ever think you're missing out on love by being stuck here?" I asked Fiona,sitting down on the chair next to her.

It was two in the morning,everyone in the house was asleep except the two of us. Fiona had woken me up because she couldn't sleep and had decided to make me stay awake with her until sleep would come her way to which I agreed,remembering all the times I had barged into her room,demanding her to stay awake with me,listing reasons why I couldn't sleep every time.

"I'm a believer that love finds us either way," she began, "I consider that even if we're stuck in a loop,as a peculiar,there will be a peculiar destined to be my love." she told me,smiling and putting her legs up on the couch as soon as she saw me take a seat on the chair next to her.

"So you think that in one way or another,by some miracle,a peculiar will drop here in Cairnholm just because he's destined to be with you?" I asked,half amused but still intrigued by her way of thinking.

"Don't put it that way!" Fiona let out a giggle, "When you say it like that,it sounds like I have a say in when it happens." she said,taking another sip of her now cold chocolate. "What I meant to say was that I have already found my person,so I do believe that if not everyone then most peculiars will too."

"Whatever you say,flower girl." I said,putting my hands on each side of the chair,my warm chocolate begin put to my right on a small table next to me.

I wanted to ask another question,I wanted to know how she was so sure it's going to last forever and how she's not scared that maybe one day it's going to end between them and then they'll have to live with each other as past lovers who are stuck together. Yet before I could,we both jumped up at the sound of footsteps. Two people coming down the stairs,one's footsteps would have been heard by everyone if they had been awake while the other's were less audible but one could still guess correctly who was running after who.

If the steps didn't give it away,the shouting would.
"Abe,think about it first!" Emma shouted from the few stairs she had left,her voice cracking.

We slowly made our way to the door making sure to not be heard and peaked our heads just enough to see the pair who was arguing.

By looking up the stairs we saw two more figures,standing and listening to the two fighting. Emma trying to persuade Abe to think about his decision while the boy kept telling her there was nothing to think about and that he had already decided.

Up the stairs,one figure came down slowly,step by step revealing itself to be Miss Peregrine,the dim lighting shining on the three on them now,making the tears on Emmas face glowing.

"Miss Peregrine,tell him he can't just leave us! We're supposed to be his family,his safe place! He's risking his own life after coming here just because he feels like he's obligated to do something,it's not a good reason to leave us!" Emma shouted,her voice becoming louder and louder,her tears bigger and with every word,her sobs would come out.

"Abe is leaving?" Fiona asked,turning to me only to find me mirroring her very own expression of shock.

"I thought we come here to stay for forever." I said to her in a hushed tone but before he could answer, the other figure on the stairs has made his way down.

"How can you see invisible hollows yet you can't see what's good for you,are you really that challenged?" A strong Scottish accent rang with every word spoken. The owner of the accent and voice making it sound as if he was speaking with active poison.

Before he could get an answer from Abe,our headmistress,giving him a warning look turned her whole body around to face the dead riser, "Enoch,I won't have you talk like that,especially when two of us are trying to convince mister Portman to stay! Please get back to your room,right now!" she told him. Not letting him even turn around,she began adding to her previous statement, "While you're at it,please take Atena and Fiona from the living room door and get them to their respective rooms,Mister O'Connor."

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