Barron had one hand on my upper arm, guiding me through Cairnholm, as the other held on to Miss Peregrine's cage. I was trembling, the adrenaline and shock having worn off and fear having settled
in my veins. I was worried. I was worried about my future. I was worried about Miss Peregrine's future. But most of all I was worried about the other peculiars and if they would manage to survive both the hollow and the bomb.
We were walking down to the beach, where I assumed we'd be teleporting from. I didn't want to assist Barron in any way, but all my thoughts were focused on Alfred's safety. I was too lost in my own thoughts to realize that Barron had stopped walking until I felt a harsh tug at my arm, effectively stopping me in my tracks. I glanced up at Barron to see him staring down at me, grinning.
"Well Miss Luna. You have been an evasive little peculiar haven't you?"
I stayed silent, choosing not to respond. Barron let go of Miss Peregrine, placing her down gently (surprisingly) on the sandy shore we were standing on.
"How hard was it to know that your parents were dead, and not being able to do anything about it?"
I looked down.
"Did you know...that I'm the one who sent that hollow after them? Thank goodness I did. They helped Gleeson become a wight."
I looked up, surprised at his revelation. It was silly of me not to have known that Barron was behind my parents' death, but I had subconsciously chosen not to think about it for years.
"That was around the time you got sent to Miss Avocet am I correct, Nidria?"
My best choice was to stay silent. To not let Barron see that he had gotten to me. All of a sudden, I felt a sharp pain on my face and I found myself tumbling onto the ground, sand digging into my knees and palms as I tried to stop myself. Barron had struck me.
"ANSWER ME WHEN I SPEAK TO YOU," Barron growled. He looked down at me and seemed to compose himself before offering me a hand. "I'm sorry, that was highly inappropriate."
I cautiously took his hand, not wanting to risk anything else happening if I didn't. My cheek and mouth stung and I could already tell that there was going to be a nasty bruise. I flinched as I felt something land on my lip and stuck my tongue out. It was blood.
"Come now, quickly Nidria," Barron spoke as he picked up Miss Peregrine. He grabbed my arm once again. "Let's get to Blackpool, we can't keep the others waiting."
I tumbled out of the portal, landing on my back. I felt exhausted but I knew that I had no choice but to get up. Barron had instructed me to teleport to the pier, not directly into the basement of the tower where the machine was located.
I was yanked up by someone. It wasn't Barron.
"Well, well, well, what have we got here?" I heard a feminine voice purr into my ear.
"Why Miss Edwards!" Barron exclaimed, "If you would be so kind as to escort our honored guest to the tower."
The woman nodded eagerly and grabbed my shoulders, leading me away down the pier. Barron walked behind us, still carrying Miss Peregrine's cage.
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Change 》Enoch O'Connor《Fanfiction
Nidria and Enoch have never gotten along. But three years have passed and they have both changed. [I don't own Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children. I only own Nini and Alfred] *follows the movie, mostly* 》Enoch O'Connor fanfic《