Kyle Spencer

NO!

Kyle hadn’t expected any visitors, so when he heard a knock at the door and nobody else seemed to be getting up to answer it, he walked over and opened it to see a stranger at the door. He merely turned his head to the side, confused.

Once he’s inside, Freya takes another look around before stepping INSIDE and shutting the door. She turns to the stranger, motioning towards the couch for him to sit down. “What’s your name?” she speaks clearly, noting that he’s in a very CONFUSED state. It seems it’s gonna have to be one question at a time, though she has a dozen running through her mind.

Kyle looks around the place but it’s not much, just simple furniture and such. When the blonde motions for him to sit down, he gladly does. He was sure he had been wandering around that forest forever. When she talks, Kyle actually knows what she is saying and struggles to say “K-Kyle...”

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Madison was pleased at the monster boy’s prompt response to her demand. He was usually pretty good about complying but there had been a few times he’d tried to act like an asshole - she’d let him know right away that it would not be tolerated and those incidents had since been few and far between. She knew he was scared of her and, although she didn’t like it, she knew his fear was necessary if she wanted obedience. She rolled her eyes at his reaction to the adventure she had planned for him. “I know you don’t like her. You don’t even have to fucking see her. We are just going to burn down the house from the outside.” She chose her words very carefully as she knew she always had to do when it came to Kyle. “I’m doing this for you. Don’t think for one minute Little Miss Goody Two Shoes over there would help you this way. You need this so you can move on. It’s called closure and everyone needs it at some point in their lives.” Her voice was slightly softer than it normally was as she tried to make him understand. It didn’t stay that way for long. Soon she was snapping her fingers and barking orders at him once again. “Now get up! And do not wake her. She is not coming with us.”

Kyle was easily distracted and as soon as his stomach started to growl, he looked at Madison with discomfort. He wanted to eat something but knew that she wouldn’t allow him to laze around all day doing nothing. He wasn’t entirely sure what she was saying but he knew a few words. Little Miss Goody Two Shoes meant Zoe, which caused Kyle to look behind him on the bed, where she was still asleep. Closure he didn’t exactly know, but he knew close. So he got up without prompt and walked out of the room, intent on closing the door behind him. Maybe Madison wanted to speak to Zoe? He really had no idea.

The blonde pauses briefly, taking a quick glance around the surrounding area before her eyes land back on him. “Hey, I get it, you don’t know me. But you need to TRUST me, okay? It’s not safe out here. I’m just trying to help.” Freya’s words are calm and slow as she puts her hands up to show she means no HARM.

“Your head is bleeding. Come on, let’s get you INSIDE.”

NO!

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“Get up. Now!” Madison snapped as she pulled the comforter off the peacefully sleeping monster boy.  Seeing him with his arms wrapped around Zoe bothered her but she wasn’t going to admit to it. She was going to do something for him that the other witch would never think of doing. She was going to help liberate him and give him some closure he deserved. “We’re going to commit some arson and I won’t take no for an answer.” She wondered if Kyle even knew what she was talking about or if the words were just gibberish in his simple mind. “I know you killed your mother and I’m not even going to ask you why. I’ll just trust that the bitch probably had it coming to her and you got your revenge They always deserve what they get.” No one murdered someone that horribly for no reason. It was like her and that slimy director she’d killed back in Hollywood; he couldn’t keep his hands or other parts of his disgusting anatomy away from her and she’d made sure he paid the ultimate price. “You’ll feel better after we torch the house with her rotting corpse in it. I promise.”