ten.stained with tears, bloodied with guilt

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stained                    with tears
bloodied                 with guilt
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When I wake up               I'm afraid,
somebody else might take my place
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MORE WEEKS HAD PAST. Miles was still a no-show, y/n was starting to become anxious. She felt her skin crawling, all she could keep thinking about was how he was doing. She needed to see him.
& She realized what she would need to do.

Later that day during lunch she broke into the principals office to steal Miles's permanent records.
There was only one way she could think of getting in there, & it wasn't going to be easy for her.
She'd have to pull the fire alarm, and hide in the bathroom until everyone was gone than pick the lock.

She left the cafeteria & pulled down the handle to the fire alarm than dashed to the bathroom, hiding with her feet propped up in a stall, so no one could see her.

She heard heavy footsteps outside of the bathroom, as everyone left the school in the panic she caused, & she breathed heavily covering her ears, putting in headphones, blasting music to drown out and distract herself from the shrill sound the alarm was producing.

After a few minutes she exited the bathroom and went to the main office picking the lock with her earring.

When she got inside she searched all the file cabinets until she found the one she needed

"ahah!" she exclaimed to herself opening the drawer and skimming her hand over each labeled tab until she found Miles name on one.

She yanked the file out and swiftly opened it, not a care in the world on how she was invading his privacy.

After all..
all she was looking for was the boys address so she could pay him a visit.

On the other hand Miles was on his 3rd murder. He'd become a serial killer, and a shell of a person. He shook fiercely as he dropped the blood covered axe. He fell to his knees and sobbed into his hands.

A nanny had been sent to look over him and Flora after his uncle mysteriously disappeared, and it made him get rid of her as well. It's like it wanted him to be alone. It wanted him to feel helpless and push him to his breaking point.

Flora was at piano lessons so he hadn't expected the doorbell to ring.
And at this point he didn't care.
He was so delirious he went & opened the door, still soaked in an innocents blood.

& when he opened the door he saw the last person he expected to,

he thought she was gonna scream at the sight of him.
but she's different.

"Miles what happened?" she asked wide eyed

"y-y/n what w-what are you doing here?"

"I came to check up on you, why are you covered in blood?" she asked, pure concern laced through her voice, yet seemingly not an ounce of fear for some reason.

"you should leave" he said abruptly going to shut the door in her face, but she pushed herself inside past him

"let me help"

"you can't"

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