closed starter for the abbots @kaybaewrotethat & @thvnderbclt
Finally, after what felt like hours, Evan was able to tear their eyes away from the sight of two dead people in the middle of their living room floor, face still void of emotion. What have I done? The question echoed in their mind as they stalked through the halls, the silence haunting their every thought, something was off. But still, they knew, they needed to focus on their main goal now. Marisol was far more important.
After having pulled themselves together, they went down to find the neglected girl, hugging her tightly for what felt like the first time. “You’re safe now, I have you.” The words still whispered through a raspy tone as they tightened their grip, AFRAID to let go, afraid of losing her again. “But we have to go, now.” Evan was sure the words sounded like music to the girl’s ears, but still, their fight wasn’t over, not yet.
Grabbing the other’s hand, they left without looking back for a second, pace picking up as they reached the gates, Evan was desperate to feel safe, for Marisol to feel safe. Please let them be home. Evan pounded on the front door to the Abbott household, desperately hoping the grandparents, the only good adult figure they’d had in their lifetime were home and just them.
“ALFRED, mar? Anyone?”
