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❛  wow , i wonder what that gave that away?  was it the screaming fans lining up to ask for autographs of the remaining sole survivors of the lakewood killing spree?  watching all your friends die isn’t exactly something you go celebrating about. i think you have the wrong idea about us ,  ❜  pointed sass was heavy behind the response , trying to desperately to stay level headed in their altercation. despite being irritated at the assumptions made by someone who only knew of what they went through by turning on the tv and whispers made about them in the school halls. everyone ACTED like they knew them just by what they’ve heard but they didn’t really. spencer liked to refer to them as drama whoring vultures. they knew nothing about any of their traumas.  ❛  sorry , i’m just trying to understand what your beef is with us. playing a cruel prank on audrey and accusing the duvals of being soulless murderers? and what are your intentions behind inviting me to a party? we are not exactly bffs ,  ❜   the invitation was still WEIRD and unsettling , also making her wonder if she was next in the path of destruction. how did she know that the plan wasn’t to play a prank on her?   ❛  you must be so proud ,  ❜  she deadpanned, remaining expressionless to show that the number of like’s on the video didn’t make her impressed. only increasing her annoyance. however , she was slowly starting to lose patience , practically seconds away from closing calloused hands around the other girl’s neck in a chokehold. chances were running out , one could only stay civil for so long.  ❛  i’m not looking to peel away information for a backstory on the slasher that almost killed me and my friends GALE WEATHERS ! ,  ❜  the outburst slipped out before there was any control over it , only quieting down because ms. lang was lurking around.  ❛  i have no sympathy for piper.  ❜  but it didn’t matter if the psych teacher was in presence or not , if this chick didn’t stop verbally attacking emma and audrey the threats would surely be carried out if needed to.  with a shake of a head , hand reaches out to pull the figure closer to her. she’d dropped down to a whisper as well , not wanting to be overheard by a bypassing student   ❛  you’re the one who needs to be careful. i mean it haley , don’t even think about messing with any of them again.  ❜

                                  theo  let  out  a  small  scoff  and  shook  his  head.       ❝    i  wouldn’t  have  worked  against  someone  like  you  unless  you  were  the  one  targeting  me,    ❞     he  explained.       ❝    you’re  not  someone  i  would  have  ever  wanted  to  consider  an  enemy.       too  useful.       so  us  working  against  each  other  never  crossed  my  mind.    ❞        she  was  right     ;     they  were  better  off  working  TOGETHER.       a  small  chuckle  left  him  and  he  teasingly  rolled  his  eyes.        ❝    well,      no  one  else  in  this  town  is  as  strong  as  us,     so  did  you  expect  different?        that’s  a  good  thing.        that  makes  everyone  our  PREY.        we  can  have  whoever  we  want.    ❞        they  got  to  play  as  the  PREDATORS,     even  if  no  one  knew  it  was  them.         that  was  the  best  part:        they  got  to  be  wolves  in  sheep’s  clothing.        ❝    damn.        sucks  you  didn’t  seal  the  deal  before  everything  got  fucked  up.        you  could  have  used  that  against  her  FOREVER,    ❞     he  chuckled.        ❝    you’ll  still  find  a  way  to  get  to  her.        you  can  still  taunt  her  about  that  when  it’s  appropriate.    ❞         once  they  could  reveal  themselves,     that  was.       ❝    yeah,     well,     i  can  win  ANYONE  over  if  i  try  hard  enough.    ❞       except  stiles.        talk  about  a  stick  up  someone’s  ass.        her  comment  made  him  laugh,     brows  furrowing  teasingly  as  he  shook  his  head.        ❝    only  for  a  short  while.        i  won’t  be  able  to  handle  it  for  long  without  losing  my  mind,     so  i’ll  definitely  need  to  be  taking  some  stuff  out  on  you  when  i’m  done  with  her,    ❞      he  warned  playfully.        ❝    and  i’m  going  to  want  to  put  anything  WHEREVER  i  want.    ❞     he  scoffed  loudly,     shaking  his  head.       ❝    far  from  inexperienced,    ❞      he  shrugged.       his  brows  rose  quickly  when  she  mentioned  the  podcast,     nodding  slowly.       ❝    i’ll  have  to  give  that  a  listen  then.        that’s  good  that  his  theories  are  far  out  there.       someone  needs  to  encourage  him  to  keep  going  with  those.        it’ll  keep  him  off  your  trail.    ❞       that  was  something  they  could  use.        they  could  get  people  to  turn  against  each  other  through  that.        his  head  tilted,     a  smile  spreading  over  his  lips  as  he  thought  for  a  moment.        ❝    i  like  the  way  you  think.       how  good  are  you  with  TRAPS?        think  you  could  set  something  up  where  she  tries  to  save  him,     but  just  kills  him  in  the  process  instead?       that  would  RUIN  her.    ❞

 “  —– okay  yeah  i  might  not  have  any  solid  proof  yet  but  i  will  soon.  very  soon. ”   eyes  stay  on  her,  squinting  in  her  direction.  he  will  do  anything  it  takes  to  prove  she’s  lying  because  now  he  can’t  let  it  go.  “  you’re  not  the  first  person  to  say  that. ”

❝    exactly,    ❞     he  chuckled.        ❝    so  i  need  to  focus  on  her  to  remember  to  go  SLOW.    ❞       that  was  BRUTAL  on  him  and  hardly  enjoyable,     but  he  would  manage.       ❝    do  you  think  it’d  hurt  her  if  she  knew  i’ve  FAKED  IT  a  few  times  before?    ❞      he  asked  with  a  raise  of  his  brows.       ❝    yeah?       well,      let’s  not  test  that.       i  don’t  want  my  memory  of  you  to  sour.        i  like  you  just  the  way  i  have  you  now.       —–    i  can  tell.       fuck,    it’s  like  even  with  all  the  validation  i  give  her,     she  always  wants  more.        it’s  so  EASY  with  her.       she  will  fall  in  love  with  me.      i  can  make  that  happen.      i  can  make  sure  it  stings  as  much  as  possible,    ❞     he  assured.       another  chuckle  left  him  and  he  shook  his  head.       ❝    oh,     i  know.       it’s  hard  to  find  someone  who  can  kill  and  fuck  as  good  as  i  can,    ❞      he  spoke  confidently  with  a  smirk.       ❝    didn’t  you?       you  haven’t  always  thought  it’d  be  fun?       could’ve  fooled  me.       with  the  way  you  kill,     it’s  like  you’ve  been  itching  to  do  it  your  whole  life,    ❞     he  complimented.        ❝    she  had  the  right  idea  up  until  she  got  herself  killed.       we  won’t  meet  the  same  fate.    ❞

“  or  i  just  don’t  care  about  trusting  liars. ”  he  knows  them  when  he  see’s  them  and  maybe  that’s  because  he’s  one  himself.   isn’t  that  hypocritical ?     finger  tips  tap  against  the  pale  skin  of  his  own  arm,  heading  shaking.  “  i’m  not  going  to  so  yeah,   you’re  wasting  your  time. ”

❝     yeah,     he’s  been  busy  lately.    ❞         though,     in  ways  he’d  always  seemed  busy  to  her.       perhaps  it’s  less  that  hes  busy  and  more  that  she  isn’t,     her  old  days  of  friends  and  drinking  far  behind  her.       it  all  stopped  when  the  pair  moved  to  lakewood,     and  that’s  when  she  realized  just  how  busy  a  teenage  boy  with  friends  could  be.       but  of  course,     payton’s  meaning  of  lately  was  far  longer  than  haley’s.       ❝     and  yeah,     emma  seems  to  be  the  cause  of  that  busyness.    ❞

petite   figure   stands   still,   flaxen   locks   turned.   the   caves   of   her   body   drip   sorrow,    &    wrath.             REGRETS    ;   swimming   within   weary   bones.   a   personified   repetition.    

❝   MORE   LIKE   my   attempt   at   preventing   any   more   death   in   this   town    ——    something   you                                                       don’t   seem   too   concerned   about.    ❞

❝     THAT  was  your  way  of  preventing  death?       by  telling  everyone  this  town  is  doomed?     ❞         she  scoffed,      a  small  laugh  to  follow.         ❝      guess  you  weren’t  wrong   about  that.       this  town  has  been  doomed  for  a  LONG  time.     ❞           and  she  blamed  the  duval  family,      but  for  once,       she  decides  to  bite  her  tongue.   

‘           THAT   OBVIOUS?   ’   her   question   comes   across   dry,   even   at   the   forced   attempt   of   a   smile   on   her   lips,   at   the   increasingly   familiar   touch   on   her   shoulder.   it’s   something   she   doesn’t   immediately   feel   the   need   to   shy   away   from,   as   new   and   unfamliar   as   it   felt.   ’   THANKS,   but   i’m   good.   really,   just           a   long   night   at   work   and   noah   won’t   stop   talking   about   those   stupid   INTERNET   TROLLS.   the   ones   i   told   you   about?   i   think   he’s   officially   OBSESSED   and…   it   might   be   making   me   a   little   stir-crazy.   ’

❝    you  wear  your  anger  on  your  sleeve,      babe,    ❞        she  noted,      offering  a  small  smile    back  at  her.          ❝    are  you  sure?     ‘cause  i’m  totally  not  afraid  of  kicking  some  ass  for  my  favorite  girl,   ❞         she  assured  her,       mostly  an  attempt  to  make  her  feel  better      (     not  that  she  CARED    -------    but  she  could  put  on  a  good  act.     )        it’s  difficult  for  her  to  hold  back  the  smile  at  the  mention  of  internet  trolls,     though  she  keeps  her  expression   at  a  feigned  distaste.         ❝   internet  trolls,       seriously?      so  annoying.      when  will  people  grow  up  around  here?    ❞      spoken  as   if  it’s  a  true  annoyance  in  her  life    -----    as  if  she’s  not  the  one  leaving  the  comments  to  noah  from  multiple  fake  accounts.         ❝    don’t  blame  him  for  being  bothered.    ❞       she’s  PROUD.        ❝   but  if  you  need  a  break  from  him,      i’m  happy  to  provide  you  with  a  fresh  face.        come  on,       let  me  distract  you   -----     if  i  remember  correctly,      i’m  totally  good  at  that.     ❞ 

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the    dark.     fire.     open    water.      deep   water.       being   alone.     crowded    spaces.      confined   spaces.      change.      failure.      war.      loss    of   control.     powerlessness.       prison.       blood.       drowning.       suffocation.      public   speaking.       natural    animals.       the    supernatural.      heights.       death.       dying.       intimacy.       rejection.       abandonment.       loss.       the    unknown.       the   future.      not    being   good    enough.        scary    stories.      speaking    to    new   people.        poverty.       loud   noises.      being    touched.

 “ just  because  i  don’t  know  exactly  what  you  did  doesn’t  mean  i  don’t  know  anything  because  oh,  trust  me  — i  know. ”    hands  find  his  own  hips,  eyes  also  rolling.  “ victim?  you  really  want  me  to  believe  that? ”

      ❛  we’re SURVIVORS, not victims. and it’s little bit discourteous of you to insult my friends when they’re not even here to defend themselves, isn’t it? antagonize me fine, but i’d suggest backing off ,  ❜  there’s a biting to her words, loathing the term VICTIM more than haley apparently loathed the term hero. the one thing spencer refused to be called, especially not after everything that happened with the murders. no, screw that. she SURVIVED. all of them did. she didn’t think of herself as a minion, she’s been a minion. emma was no puppeteer.  no one was pulling any strings except THE KILLER.  ❛  if i didn’t know any better i’d say that i detect jealousy in your tone. isn’t attention the reason you decided to mess with audrey? you bitter that you didn’t get five minutes of fame out of it? no one asked for this.  ❜  the intelligent teen was still mentally kicking herself for not even seeing piper coming to begin with, too busy suspecting others being guilty of lowering the lakewood population. of all people, the deceased podcaster was certainly not at the top of her suspect list.  ❛  what i do find interesting is your persisting investment on a deranged killer. it’s not like you’re a reporter or anything. why is her side so important? we know her motive, she was a freak obsessed with emma.  ❜  a pause, the look of intimidation never leaving her face. this confrontation would most likely come back to bite her in the ass later. not that she cared.  ❛  what exactly are you insinuating here?  ❜

❛   pfft,   what?   me?    take advantage?   ❜    but from the way he brushes it off,    it’s clear that it’s exactly what he does.   with great power comes great responsibility,     and at least he’s mostly responsible.     uses it for good reasons,   anyway.    like saving the town,    or when he’s late to work.      he tries again then,    calling his own bluff:      ❛    —-  wouldn’t you?    ❜