Murder Mansion | By : cherylgebo Category: +M through R > MyCandyLove Views: 1076 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The next day saw multiple people looking for Sarafina and Castiel. Lysander and Brandi were beside themselves looking for two people, or so it seemed. Brandi knew damn well where Castiel was, along with Sarafina, but they were too well hidden. Uru was insane, screaming for her twin, feeling something was desperately wrong.
"SARAFINA!" She yelled out, scared out of her mind.
Nala was also trying to find her, along with Dake for the sake of Uru. They split into groups, trying desperately to find the two. Fear slowly crept up. Uru slowly sat on a fainting couch in Sarafina's and Lysander's room. Tears fell down her cheeks as Brandi slowly sat next to her.
"I'm sure she's ok Uru, she's probably exploring, this is a big mansion."
"Then why didn't she leave Lysander a note!?"
"I don't know. Maybe she thought she would be back before we knew it."
"How are you not concerned about Castiel?" Uru stared at her, suspicious.
Brandi looked at her, her green eyes shining, "Because I know Castiel enough to know he left last night."
"...Sorry?"
"He left. He got mad at me."
"Why!?"
"...Because I'm pregnant."
Uru's eyes widened as the other girl's hair covered her bangs when she lowered her head. She herself moved her head to a similar stance.
"...You're...pregnant?"
"He doesn't believe it's his. He thinks I cheated on him and got pregnant with the other man's baby."
"...Brandi you have the implant on your arm!" Uru cried out, "How could you possibly be pregnant?!"
"It failed. The doctor removed it and I told Castiel last night..."
"Wait...what? Brandi's pregnant?" Dake leaned into Uru, who nodded.
On the other side of her, Nala sat in shock. Her twin had locked herself in her room after Uru had gone running through the halls for them to stop looking for Castiel and yelling that she was pregnant. Dajan for a moment thought about heading her off. Unless this was a way to keep them from trying to find the dead redhead, he needed to know if she was pregnant or not.
"I'm gonna go for a walk, explore a bit."
"But...we haven't even found Sarafina yet...."
"Shanika, it's fine." Dajan smiled wide, his teeth gleaming white.
Shanika sighed, sitting on the bed she shared with him. She didn't want to lose him too, having a rotten feeling about Sarafina.
"Ok...but be back before midnight...please?"
"This ain't no Cinderella story babe, but ok." He bent, giving her a kiss before leaving the room and making his way directly to Brandi's room, nearly banging on the door harder than what he should have.
"Jesus H Christ Dajan." He heard through the door, hearing the lock mechanisms move to allow the door to open, "Took you long-"
"What's this I hear about you being pregnant!?" He said, snapping as he pushed in and locked the door up, facing her with his arms crossed.
"It was a diversion. I don't want them hunting in the basement."
"It better have been."
"Well I can't say we've been safe, and I have a test with me but I've yet to miss my period, it's supposed to come in two days. If it doesn't show up, I'll take a test, but my implant is gone, my arm became infected, it's been gone, I've been on the pill."
"Better have been."
She held a hand up, glaring up at him with a hand on her hip, "I'm. Not. Pregnant. But at least this gives me an alibi for staying in my room all day until we leave. They won't' suspect me at all."
He took a deep breathe, wondering what to do. He moved past her, sitting on the bed, "I'm sorry...I'm just...If you are or ever become pregnant...tell me first."
"I will. Don't worry about it Dajan, I was only trying to get them off our trail."
He smiled, relieved, letting her sit on his lap. She kissed his cheek, then his lips. She passionately kissed him, hoping no one realized he was in her room. She ground up against him, making him groan. She put her hand on his chest, kissing him deeply. She got up, smiling and pulling him to the bed.
"This is so scary..." Violet said, looking at the barely lit hallway that she and Brandi were walking down.
Brandi looked over her shoulder while they walked, then ahead. She felt it was such a shame to kill her, but it had to be done. They noticed a laundry chute, looking down.
"I wonder if all these are connected to this wall or if they have a dozen and four chutes."
Violette giggled, leaving her open for the attack. Brandi slipped behind her, making the purple haired girl wonder what she was doing, looking over her shoulder. She let a scream out when she saw the knife, but couldn't move fast enough. Brandi grabbed her by the chin, thinking she could possibly do this without the knife, and tore her head to the side, hearing a series of cracks, but it wasn't enough.
She decided to put her out of her misery, slit her throat, and pushed her down the chute to rot.
Dajan gritted his teeth. He could hear that damn game at full blast. Crossing his eyes and rubbing his left temple, Dajan was at his reaching point.
"Come on you son of a bitch!" Armin yelled at his gaming system in his hands.
Dajan gripped the butt of his gun, thinking about just turning around and shooting him at this point, fuck it. He quickly loaded the bullets, trying not to choke the idiot to death. He looked over his shoulder at him, seeing that Armin had his guard completely down, and he just couldn't take any more of that damn noise. He aimed it over his shoulder, shooting the gamer through the head. Armin was dead before he hit the floor. Dajan simply looked around, feeling along walls until he felt one wasn't right.
He pulled it away, revealing a crawl space and shoving the body inside, along with his game, taking out the battery and snapping it in two.
He snuck in, making it seem like he was outside the entire time. By the time he made it to the kitchen, Emily was being restrained by her older brother, screaming that she couldn't get ahold or find Armin, and Dusti was hyperventilating, trying to calm himself down after finding Violette's sketchpad on the floor but no Violette.
"You're getting messy already."
"How so?"
"Dusti found Violette's sketchbook, it had blood on it."
"Shit..."
Brandi looked to the side, her stomach rolling. She was sure it was nerves about being found out. They had to be more careful.
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