Evan's POV

It was Anabelle's fault. It was ALL Anabelle's fault. It was her fault I was clinging onto this branch for dear life. Her fault. All her fault. I'd never let this one go- Ever. Her fault. Anabelle's fault.

Clinging onto the rough branch of the tree, I didn't dare look down; I knew what I'd see.

Water.

And a large amount at that.

How dare she? How dare she drag me here. It was her fault I was clinging to the tree-branches as if my life depended on it (it did) half-naked, and scared out of my mind. I'm fine with heights, but when it's a height over a large amount of water? আপনি can get fucked.

If I was going to die today, then I really hope that the impact of my body hitting the water will someone cause an egg to fly out of the fridge and hit Cole in the eye. That'd be my final 'Fuck you' gesture to him for making me live outside in that box.

"Ewaaannnn..." Anabelle cooed, sitting on a rock in the stream, small amounts of virus-ey goo black-red biomass shit occasionally breaking off in the water around her, "The water is fine..."

"I'm NOT getting in!" I yelled, অথবা at least tried to yell. I think it came out as আরো of a high-pitched girly sequel, like when a bunch of 7-year-old girls play Tiggy and the person who's 'It' sneaks up on another player.

I will have my revenge. One day, I swear to whatever fictional God it is that the Ancient Greeks believed in. Zeus অথবা whatever. Oh wait. Shit. No, make that the Ancient Mayans.

Oh, Anabelle, I hate আপনি so damn much for this. And now I hate her considerably more.

She reached out for me with a tentacle-type thing. And she used it to unpick my former death-grip on the branch.

I fell. Probably to my death. It felt like slow-mo; I saw my entire life flash before my eyes right up until my current moment and then I hit the water. My head went under. Well, this is how it's going to end...

On instinct I kicked back up towards the surface, gasping for much-needed air. আগুন needed oxygen, after all.

In what I thought was a pretty good imitation of Freestyle I made my way back to কূল as fast as I could; Not helped at all দ্বারা the biomass tendril pulling me back towards her.

Of course she won. She always did.

"The water always boils when you're in..." She ব্যক্ত with a small smile, nodding at the steam erupting from around wherever it was I happened to be in the water, and the bubbles created দ্বারা my unnaturally high body-temperature popping at the surface, "It's like a spa."

"You're not gonna let me out, are you?"

"Nope."

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Yeah, another one. Don't আপনি feel lucky. Poor Evan. xD; I need some আরো inspiration now. Going to bed~