Deaths pov

I walked through the front door, I saw geno on the couch looking through a box. Raven went to Loki's party, Shino and xahji went out for sister bonding activities so we have the house to ourselves. I walked towards geno and sat down next to her. I wrapped an arm around her shoulders. She faced me as tears fell down her cheeks. I went from calm to panic in a second flat. My hands wiped her tears and I kissed her forehead.

Reaper: are you Alright?!

Geno: Yeah... I was just looking through photos... of g-goth and o-our fa-fam-family"

I looked down at the box in geno's hands and saw many photos of her.

Reaper: she's out there someone... hopefully safe. She'll come back when she's ready, I'm counting on it

Geno: but what did I do to make her run for this long

Reaper: you did nothing... it was a phase that went to far....

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Flashback
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Goths pov

I am sick and tired of this family, no one treats me how I should be treated. I grabbed a suitcase and stashed clothes and cash in. I grabbed my boots and slipped them on. I put in books, pencils and laptop and charger. I shoved it all in and raided more areas for cash. I picked my bag up and swung it over my shoulders. I stormed out of my room and down the hall, down the stairs and towards the door. It was dark and I opened the door

Mum/geno: where are you going??

Goth: I hate this family, i hate you! I hate dad! I'm leaving this shit hole!!

I ran out slamming the door behind me. I ran down the streets and towards the subway. I grabbed a ticket to where ever this thing would stop. Jumped on and sat down, waiting for my adventure to start.

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Flashback
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Deaths pov

I hugged geno and she hugged back. She laid her head on my shoulder as she cried. I rubbed circles into her back, kissed her head and a few tears slipped from my eyes. We gave the kids the idea of goth being dead and that's what they think. I know she's not because I'm the one the reaps people.

Ella's chapter

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Dusts pov

1...

8....

16....

20 and an empty bottle (

Even though I drink... I feel like it's impossible to get drunk, I can still walk in a straight line and see and talk clearly.

Dust: give me another one.

Bartender: fiiine

He handed me another glass of straight whiskey... what ever I do I can't fill this hole inside me.

???: hey sweet cheeks

Dust: what do you want?

???: the names raspberry, razz for short.

I shot my head up and looked to my left to see a half descent guy.

He had a hand out while talking. He took a seat next to me... he spun my chair to face him and I looked at him.

Razz: what's with the frown?

Dust: oh I don't know just the usual.

Razz: what's the usual?

Dust: do you really want to know.

I said and slammed my cup on the bench I flipped my hoodie back and stood up. It must have not only gotten razz's attention but most of the bar.

Razz: I would be lying if I said no

Dust: Alright, here's the story. I've neglected my own kids and passed them onto my ex's brother. But i didn't divorce my ex, no he died from murder.

I said coldly, sternly and kept eye contact. His face went from happy to horrified in a second.

Dust: that's not all.

I faced the bartender and said

Dust: put it on my tab.

I walked straight out and flipped my hoodie up as soon as I touched the cool breeze outside. I stood outside for a bit... hearing whispers. Nothing new. I walked down the street, looking at the stars and any family that walked passed. Only if- nah, it would never happen... again.

I continued walking, only having the thought of being followed. I heard footsteps behind me... they got faster till they started running. I stopped at the side of the wall of a shop. I felt someone grab my wrist. I twisted it around and with my other hand grabbed the person by the neck and slammed there head on the wall. I smelt the metallically smell of blood which was ever so satisfying~. The light post flickered on and there I saw

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Nut, find out next chapter. 800 words... the tv series hahah
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