🥀 Chapter 53 🥀
SHE ISN'T ANSWERING any of my calls..
The pace of John's unsettled figure grew more unsteady by the second. He marched along the sides of hallway, a path clearing up where we he went. Anyone could tell he was a scary mess right now. But why? To everyone else, he was still the worthless cripple.
Eyes searching around, he assured himself futilely. I'll just catch Sera after class. That'll give me a chance to convince her.
After the grand fight, John felt restless. He only felt like complete shit ever since. A billion things ran through his mind and all he wanted was a sense of normality. The only thing that he could think of for this was his best friend Seraphina, yet he felt like she hadn't been around him lately. Why was nothing going his way? It was beyond frustrating.
The dark haired boy froze when he heard her voice around the corner. However, he froze when he saw the scene in front of him. His friend was standing firmly in front of a low tier, protecting them from another student that wore a Joker mask. What the hell is going on here?! Suddenly, his heart rate picked up and he felt dizzy. No, that isn't me!
"Seraphina..." The hurt low-tier urged. "Please save yourself." As much as Evie trusted Seraphina and her strength even as a cripple, this was still far too dangerous. She didn't want a figure she looked up to get hurt protecting her insignificant self.
The words didn't reach Seraphina. She was more focused on the enemy in front of her. The fake Joker easily got a few hits in using his ability, pushing her back as she struggled to block them. He's much faster than me. The crippled girl realized. I need to find an opening! What would John—?
All her concentration was lost in that brief moment, allowing the fake Joker to land a fatal punch to her jaw.
John, who was spectating in disbelief, had enough.
He stepped forward one step, yelling, "Hey, get—"
Every fiber of his muscle tensed up when a certain someone stepped in before him. He resisted the urge to lash out solely due to Seraphina's presence. It didn't even take a second for the fake Joker to be disabled by Y/N. He was already out cold from a single flip.
"Are you okay?" Y/N asked the purple-haired girl in concern.
Despite Y/N being the one in front of her, Sera could only keep her eyes on the unmoving John who had appeared from the corner. Snapping out of his dazed state, he coughed, "That was amazing. Nice one.....Y/N.." Even John's acting skills had a tough time when it came to Y/N. Though, it was commendable how quickly he adapted to the situation to save himself.
Seraphina knelt down to pull of the fake Joker's mask. Their attacker had been a female student. "If she's impersonating him..what's stopping others from doing the same? Once people catch on, they'll use his influence to their advantage. Nobody's safe anymore. So much for trying to live a peaceful life anymore, huh? I wonder what was going through Joker's head when he decided to take action. Was this all intentional..? It's a good thing you defeated Joker that time Y/N..Things could've been a lot worse if you weren't in power." It was clear that Seraphina's words were directed at John.
Y/N merely agreed with a smile, "Yeah, it really is fortunate.."
Evie had sprained her ankle during the incident, so Seraphina prompted to carry her to the infirmary. "I-it's not a big deal though! It happens all the time!" The low tier assured.
"No, I'll take you there."
"You need any help Sera?" John offered weakly. He could feel something was wrong with her attitude.
"We're fine. You've done enough." She brushed him off coldly and walked away with Evie's arm slung around her shoulder. "I'll see you later Y/N."
"Bye!"
Once the two left, John turned to the unconscious fake Joker and kicked her with an excessive amount of force to release his anger. Her body flew into the lockers. Fucking trash!!
"Don't you think that was a little rude?" Y/N giggled, face melting into a relaxed state when it was just them.
John, however, did not find any of this amusing. On the contrary, he could barely bring himself to look at her face.
The sound of her footsteps got louder. She was now standing eye to eye with him. Her fingernails grazed the tip of his chin and lightly pulled it up. It was then did John see them once again. Those eyes that would devour everyone. Shudders ran down his spine.
Voice sweet with temptation, Y/N whispered, "You remember what I told you right? I'm counting on you." Like a small breeze, she quickly came and left without a trace.
Those eyes that were hostile and burning with rage just a few days ago were now docile and unspoken against the girl. It was a result of what Y/N had said when she visited him in the hospital. John still remembered her words vividly.
Was he content with this situation? Absolutely not.
But he didn't have much of a choice at this point. Even John knew that he was just another person playing into Y/N's palms now. The tips of his knuckles turned white.
Fuck!! Drops of blood dripped from his palms when he created a dent in the concrete wall. Why?! She betrayed him. Used him. She was just like all the other trash that needed to be cleaned. It was natural for him to be beyond angry. Yet there was something else that made him more aggravated than all of this.
Why can't I say no?!
Was it because he knew she could easily get rid of him? Yes, that was part of it. However, deep down, he knew the truth was different. His ragged breath was a sign of his frustration. Not like this! To feel this way for someone like her—! I..I can't accept that! It doesn't make sense!
How could he when Y/N was the cause of his humiliation and defeat? He began to think he was sick. John couldn't comprehend how someone could love and hate an individual at the same time.
His head slid down the wall weakly. Seriously..I'm going crazy..
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Somewhere a little farther from Wellston Private High was a middle aged lady. Her current appearance was more befitting of a deranged psychopath though. Despite the fact that it was almost midnight, she was wide awake. Rather, she couldn't sleep.
She rocked her frail body back and forth on top of the cold floor that hadn't been cleaned in weeks. That wasn't the only thing that hadn't been cleaned in a while either. M/N hadn't showered or gone out for what seemed like an eternity. No, M/N couldn't even be called a human at this point. She was an empty shell without a soul.
There was a click before the door creaked open. The woman didn't cease her rocking. Instead, the pace accelerated. This was accompanied by a chanting of apologies under her breath, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
"M/N~" Y/N sang, coming into the dusty room with a happy expression. "I've come to visit you again mother!"
Faster. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry—"
"What did you say? I can't hear you when you're so quiet mom," The H/C haired girl crouched down and leaned in closer to the unhinged woman.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm—mphhh-!!"
M/N's mouth was clamped shut and she struggled to breath. Pure terror shook in her orbs. There was no semblance of the person she used to be. "Oh? You're sorry, you say? For what exactly? For killing your daughter? Beating her unconscious everyday? Mentally abusing her? I know! It must be because you filmed your own husband raping her and sold it on websites for other fucking sickos to watch. Or maybe it's when you invited businessmen over to have their way with her for some quick cash right? There's too many options, I'm not sure which one's right! You want to tell me yourself? Go ahead mother."
M/N violently shook her head while her pleads were silent. She didn't dare try to talk to this monster.
"That's right...just keep your mouth shut for the rest of your pathetic life.." Y/N murmured softly, brushing a piece of the woman's hair behind her ear and wiping away one of her tears. "This is just the beginning. Your lovely husband will soon be joining you, don't worry."
F/N hadn't returned to the now isolated house in many weeks because of an "unexpected" free vacation he had won. It really just did come out of the blue. Thus, he was completely unaware of what was going on with his home and wife.
He didn't really care much though. With all the money he got from gambling, he was able to get with quite a few beautiful ladies. Once the trip was over, he would go back and divorce his wife and find a marry a more youthful, attractive lady.
To M/N, it didn't matter if F/N had came back or not. Nothing was going to stop this demon. There was no hope left.
Satisfied with her visit, Y/N stood to her feet and once again wore a bright smile. "I'll see you soon! Take care!"
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