deciding to let lose, you went to a party. it was all really nice, a few of your friends were there, you talked, laughed, danced, drunk. you finally felt.. free, in a way. they began leaving one by one by you stayed for a little longer then them.

eventually, it grew later. so you decided to leave, it wasn’t much of a good idea to walk through the halls alone, but you paid no mind to it too much. but as you continued to walk down the dark halls, you felt like something was stalking you, like a predator stalking its pray.

you began speeding up your steps, stuffing your hand in your pocket you pulled out your phone, quickly calling both of your brothers mattheo and tom, but you got no answer, panicking you scrolled through your contacts and watched where you were walking.

nobody was answering, your finger suddenly hovered over theodore’s contact, your sworn enemy. he was your last choice, hesitating but desperate you quickly called him, swearing yourself for it. and surprisingly, he instantly answered.