**Hi, lovelies! I know it has been some time, but some of my followers have reached out to me in the last weeks/days and asked me if I’d continue writing for the Split/Glass fandom. Sorry for not being that active lately; I had to take care and figure some things out in the last few months. However, you guys motivated and inspired me to start writing for this fandom again and I really hope that some of you will like this! x o x o**

If you haven’t read the first part to this, I think you should! ;)

Pairing: The Beast x You Warnings: Kidnapping of underage girls; cursing; smutty smutty smut. Drabble challenge: #105 “I believe in you.”

Tagging: @bademliimagnum ; @camu-winchester

You were taking a stroll through the huge industrial building aimlessly since there was no other distraction for you, really. You had your thin robe wrapped around your body as another cold breeze swept through the various cracks and slits of the many tall windows and gates. The wailing and whimpering of the girls, the cheerleaders, had long stopped; whether it was from giving up hope for any rescue or pure exhaustion, you didn’t know and, frankly, you did not care.

It was quiet, finally; however not quiet enough for you to hear the Beast sneak up on you from above apparently. He landed on his feet; elegantly and with a heavy thud, causing you to stumble backwards with surprise.

His chest was slowly heaving while he scrutinized you vigilantly.

“Something is wrong.”, he said matter of factly and he sniffed the air as if he could smell how you were feeling. You hated how good he had gotten at reading you in the few months you had been with him and The Horde.

You pressed your lips together; eager to control your emotions and not show what was really bugging. “I’m fine, my love. Tired and bored, but fine.” You managed to give him a small smile.

“Don’t lie to me.” He took a big step towards you; his piercing gaze never leaving your eyes.

“I’m not lying to you. I’d never.”, you answered with a shrug, however he noticed that your shoulders were a little too tense to seem nonchalant. He started pacing in front of you; he wasn’t buying it. You bit your lower lip as you heard him puff and blow.

@sithlordalice - Hope you all enjoy this! 💕 Pairings: You x Kevin Warnings: None Drabble challenge: #3 “I may be an idiot, but I’m not stupid!”

You flinched when you heard the front door slam shut. You were furious, disappointed and upset – a lot of feelings; too many feelings to bear for you in that moment, so you couldn’t stop the tears which slowly welled up in your eyes. It was like the dam, that had helped you bottle up all your emotions, finally broke.

Now you sat at the kitchen table, sobbing convulsively until your whole body trembled.

Kevin’s angry voice was still echoing in your head, even though you knew it had been Goddard who accused you of cheating and disloyalty. You knew he, Kevin, didn’t mean it – Goddard was a part of him; someone who wanted to protect all of them, even if that meant hurting them first.

You were aware that Goddard was triggered to front; to take the light, when Kevin had seen you and your co-worker joke around in front of the office when he arrived to pick you up today.

“(Y/N)?”

You were startled when he suddenly appeared behind you; you hadn’t heard the front door open and close again. You tensed up, but didn’t turn around – and you frantically tried to wipe away all evidence of you crying from your face. Although you knew that your eyes were red and swollen; you could feel it.

“(Y/N), are you crying?”, he asked; his voice all soft, curious and full of concern.

You took a deep breath; it was Hedwig. You knew that voice; that slight speech impediment. The situation called for him. Hedwig always appeared when things were rough between Kevin and you; mainly because he was scared you would leave.

He carefully sauntered over, with his hands in his pants pockets – and took the seat across from you.

“Did you have a fight again?”, he asked and stared at the wooden table. “Are you guys breaking up now?”

You could hear how he stifled a snivel and watched how he wiped his cheek with the sleeve of his sweatshirt quickly.

“No”, you answered and sighted. “We didn’t fight. We –“

“I may be an idiot, but I’m not stupid.”, he suddenly snapped and looked up. His light blue eyes were glistening with tears as he stared at you with a frown. You were a little taken aback by the look on his face.

“You’re not stupid.”

“Yeah, that’s what I just said.”, he scoffed and wiped away another tear that had managed to slip.

“And you’re not an idiot, Hedwig.”, you assured him as you reached over the table to grab his hand gently. His eyes quickly snapped to your hand and you were almost sure you saw him flinch for a second; it broke your heart all over again. “Who told you that?”

He shrugged nonchalantly, but you could see the hurt expression on his face as he watched how you kept caressing his hand comfortingly. His hand started to shake. “Miss Patricia, and – and some others. People, etcetera.” He shrugged again as tears started to stream over his cheeks; tears which he didn’t wipe away this time.

“Well, –”, you started as you abruptly stood up from your seat. “– they’re wrong, and Kevin and I won’t break up.”

“H- he’s sorry. He- he always is.”, Hedwig hiccuped and wiped his nose as he watched you walk over to the fridge.

“I know.”, you sighted softly to yourself as you bent over and opened the freezer.

“(Y/N)? What are you doing?”

You quickly found what you were looking for. “Hey, I don’t know about you, but –“ You grabbed the two tubs of ice cream and closed the freezer with your foot. “I could use some of this.”

“Before dinner? Miss Patricia will be mad – etcetera.”, he said as he rubbed his reddened eyes.

You sighted and smiled to yourself. “I’ll allow it this time – and if she finds out, you will tell her that I allowed it. I need to have a word with her anyway.”

Anon - Thanks for your request! 😊 I got more Requests for #86, but you were the first one. So, consider #86 as already taken. Hope you enjoy! 💕 Pairing: None. Warnings: None. Drabble challenge: #86 “Am I scaring you?”

Happiness washed over your body just as you slipped into the shirt of your new uniform; for your new job – at the Philadelphia Zoo.

The fabric was thick and dark-green; crested with the Zoo logo and your name tag. It filled you with an odd pride as you surveyed yourself in the mirror with your full gear on. You even received your own walkie-talkie as soon as you were introduced to your first task by your supervisor.

You were assigned to the African Plains area. Your main job was to take care of Tony, the southern white rhino, the family of giraffes; Gus, Stella and Abigail and the two hippos, Cindy and Unna.

You loved working with these gentle souls, but hoped you would be transferred to the Big Cat Falls someday. You loved exotic felines; especially lions and snow leopards.

The new job was truly a blessing and you liked all your co-workers, except –

The first time you had noticed him, you were feeding Tony, the rhino. It was a sunny day and there weren’t that many guests around. He was just standing at the fence, watching you, while you were in the enclosure, handing a few treats to the huge animal.

After that you kept noticing him around. He always kept his distance, although there were times when he seemed different; outgoing and cheery, with a permanent smile on his face. Then again there were times where he just looked tired and gloomy. He made you curious and you had even considered whether to go and talk to him, but somehow something always managed to intervene before you could act on it.

Until one day, when you were sitting on a bench in your lunch break; in front of the Bird Valley building, because you loved all the noises and birdcalls coming out and surrounding it.

“Hey”

You jumped, slightly startled as he seemingly appeared out of nowhere. “Uh, I think we haven’t been introduced to each other yet. I’m Barry.” He wore a friendly smile on his lips as he offered his hand to you.

Your eyes snapped to his name tag which clearly read Kevin, instead of Barry. You tried to hide your confusion and covered it with a sweet smile instead. You thought about asking him why his name tag read a different name, but you didn’t.

“I’m (Y/N).”, you said as you shook his hand.

“Uh, Mrs. Vaughn?” You walked up to your supervisor as soon as you found her at the main office, the next day after meeting Kevin, or Barry. Mrs. Vaughn looked up from her clipboard and nodded as a greeting when you approached her. “How can I help you, (Y/N)?”

You hesitated for a moment, not sure how to address the issue. “Uh, I – err, it’s about –“ You stopped mid-sentence and took a deep breath, gathering your thought as your supervisor looked at you in confusion. “It’s about Kevin. I think he’s a maintenance worker, and”

“(Y/N)”, Mrs. Vaughn cut you off, her face stern. “I think we should continue talking in my office.”

You quickly found yourself in your supervisor’s office and you soon asked yourself if you had made the right decision. “So –“, she started as she sat down in the chair at her desk across from you. “Kevin is a good and valuable member of our team, and he has been for several years now.”

“And I’m not claiming anything else Mrs. Vaughn, but he introduced himself as Barry to me and I just want to know if he’s messing with me, or –“

“Yes” She let out a deep sigh. “That’s what I’m getting at. Kevin suffers from something called DID, or formerly known as split personality disorder.”

After a long talk with your supervisor, you left the main office enlightened and curious. For what Mrs. Vaughn had told you about Kevin, he was not weird nor dangerous; things that were often shown in movies and books. You didn’t feel threatened by him at all, but the first meeting with him had been, in fact, odd. At least for someone who didn’t know about his disorder.

You were minding your own business as you walked out of the building, and you were deep in your thoughts, when you suddenly bumped into someone. “Oh shoot”, you muttered under your breath just when you realized who you had bumped into.

“Am I scaring you?”, he asked cautiously. His voice was soft and full of insecurity, even though he tried to let it sound like a joke, – and to you, it sounded as if you were actually the one scaring him.

“N-no.”, you stammered and cleared your throat awkwardly. “Uh –“

“I’m Kevin.”, he quickly introduced himself. “I’ve seen you around, but I’ve never had the chance to – to introduce myself it seems.”

“Hm”, you hummed and nodded. Now you understood what Mrs. Vaughn had meant when she told you about Kevin possibly forgetting – things.

Anon - Thanks for your request! 😄 Hope you all enjoy this. 💕 Pairing: [Slightly] You x Patricia Warnings: None. Drabble challenge: #136 “You had a nightmare, tell me what it was about so I can fix it.”

Slowly, you became aware of your own sobbing and you suddenly woke up with a yelp. You already sat straight up in your bed as you gasped for air while your heart thumped in your chest. Hot tears were still present on your cheeks as memories of your nightmare flashed before your mind’s eye, but they quickly started to fade. Everything that had made sense only a moment ago, was complete nonsense now.

“You had a nightmare.”

You gasped again when you heard the smooth British accent of Patricia out of the blue. You didn’t notice someone had entered the room.

The mattress dipped a little as soon as she sat down at the end of the bed, facing you. For a moment, you could only make out her silhouette in the dark, before your tired eyes adjusted to the darkness.

She wore an elegant deep red dressing gown above her pajamas, and she had her hands neatly folded in her lap as she looked at you with a concerned frown.

“Tell me what it was about, so I can fix it.”

Her voice was honeyed, and her words seemed well chosen and sharp; yet her face turned soft as she studied your face. There had only been a few times when you caught Patricia care; this night seemed to become one of these.

You swallowed hard, but your throat remained dry. “I don’t remember.” You shook your head slightly as your gaze fixated on your blanket. Her blue eyes were just too intense as she stared at you, even in the dark.

She hummed and clicked her tongue. “Pity.”

A moment of uncomfortable silence passed, before you decided to say something. “It was awful, that’s what I remember and there’s nothing you can do to prevent bad dreams, Trish.”

You couldn’t see the twitch of the corner of her mouth as her lips almost pulled into an amused smile when you called her by the nickname you had given her secretly.

“Well” She adjusted the night gown at her neckline carefully, before she stood up. “I know I can’t control everything, even if I wanted to. But –“ She sauntered over to you as you watched her curiously, almost intimidated.

“I do know that you don’t have nightmares as long someone sleeps next to you.”

Slowly, you let your head fall back on your pillow while Patricia stood at your bedside. You weren’t sure what was about to happen; but you tensed up when she suddenly reached for your blanket and gently pulled it up to your chest.

You could even smell the subtle scent of her perfume as she hovered over you, and you were confused by how much you liked it; how much you enjoyed her company whenever she acted like that.

“Rest now, (Y/N).”

You wanted to lean in to her touch as she caressed your cheek delicately. “I will make sure your nightmares stay away.”