Loren registers the faint sound from the office. "What was that?" she asks sharply, and starts walking towards the office, Althea gets up painfully fast and turns her mother around.
"I need to get the radiator in there fixed, it's been making all sorts of weird sounds," she explains. Her mother narrows her eyes.
"If you say so. Is there anything I can do while I'm here?"
Marco head the footsteps and smiled, he actually wanted to get caught.
Althea racked her brains. "I'm starving actually! Could you make, um, a grilled cheese?"
Her mother nodded and headed into the kitchen. Althea slipped into the office.
"I thought I told you to stay quiet." she hissed.
Marco stood and crept behind Alastair, he drew his knife and holds it against his throat.
Marco stood and crept behind Alastair, he drew his knife and holds it against his throat.
(I was late this time, XD.)
Althea froze. "Marco. Marco, what are you doing?"
(it's ok)
"I was gonna do nothin' bad." Marco lied.
"You were holding a fucking knife to his throat in the presence of two policewomen, and you were doing nothing bad?" She sighed guiltily. "I'm really sorry about this." She entered his mind again and out him to sleep before leaving the room.
I feel a sudden spike of pain as something cold and sharp pricks my neck, waking me from my trance. I keep my hands wrapped around my mouth, muffling the sound that crept from the pain. Avoiding any further damage, I softly shake my head. Don't kill me you fuck. Not yet. Not before I find Dominoe you shit. Please. Please!
The pain suddenly disappears as Marco's body collapses to the floor, I crawl away from his body, eyes wide, still covering my mouth.
( I KNOW! I SUCK! haha, I was refreshing page 3 for ages not realising page 4 was a thing.)
The shuffling definitely made some noise. Did she hear me?
(@amber, Please wake Marco up when Althea's mom leaves. On that note, make her leave NOW!)
Loren burst into the room. "Honey I have to go, the grilled cheese just escaped from the jail. The suspect is in the microwave for you." she called while rushing out. "Love you, feel better, don't forget the doctor."
And she was out the door.
Althea sighed in relief and let go of Marco.
I stay frozen, staring at the body as I lower my hands hearing that Althea's mum has left.
Marco stands up and glares at Althea. "I hate you, so much."
"The hell is wrong with you!?" I suddenly yell, shocking myself slightly.
"I know. I'm sorry. I just didn't want anything to happen to either of you." She trudged dejectedly into the kitchen and pulled out her grilled cheese.
"How the hell are you talking to me?! You're not in the room how are you so loud? What the hell is going on?" (Guessing you're doing this telepathically sorry) I grab my head, gently knocking it against the wall behind me.
Marco turns to Alastair, "everything." He says simply, then walks out of the office.
"Nope. Nope. Nope. I'm fine. I'm just hearing and seeing things. Nothing new, nothing old. It's fine. I'm okay."
Althea munches on her sandwich, distractedly listening to the boys' conversation. Then Marco's footsteps approach. She pauses
(Holy shit my image changed! Been trying to do that for ages and as soon as I give up, boom. Lesson in life, always give up cause it'll sort itself)
"You're a psycho," Marco yells back.