"Scream." Fintan orders, and I glare.
"Why would I just-"
"I'm not really going to hurt you, but we need to pretend just long enough."
"Then what?" I whisper softly, and he a slight smile appears at the edges of his lips.
"Then we get the hell out of here." I laugh quietly.
"Easier said than done."
"It is, but I think if you just pretend then maybe we can pull it off."
"Okay, but..."
"Think about everything I could do to you. What Brant did. Remember and scream as loudly as you can. Add in some crying, too."
"Wow, you really thought of everything," I mutter dryly, "Except that I try to forget everything. The mind works like that."
"Then I guess that I'll have to do this for real..." He whispers sadly, and then he slips his hand along my cheek and murmurs,
"Don't worry, I'll try not to burn you too badly." He sighs, and then calls a flame. He pulls his hand back, as if about to burn me. I scream for real now, and he smirks, pulling it back.
"See, you may not be good at acting, but I actually am."
"Wow, I didn't know you liked dramatics at all." I mutter, and he laughs.
"That's fair, ha." He answers. I shrug.
"I say it like I see it. But... honestly, I do want to know... why help me?"
"Because I can't- it doesn't matter."
"Can't what?" I ask quietly.
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In which the fandom kills me (Finphie/Sophintan Oneshots)
फैनफिक्शनThere's no going back nowwwwwww.... noooo wayyyyy *Sings way out of tune and looks around* Oh everyone left wonder why
