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The Killer's Bride Episode 11



Theme: His Weakness

The Killer's Bride Episode 11

@ Author Jedi

      Xander's POV

"One more hour in this class and I could just faint." I muttered under my breath, my head resting on my desk. "I completely agree with you on this. History class is really boring, why are we even in this class." Charles said.

"Because we don't want to be in music class." I replied charles, sighing deeply. In my school, as a student it's compulsory the student have to be in music, drama, dance or history class and I can't dance, neither do I have a good voice and finally I can't act, so here am I sitting side by side next to charles, in a boring history class. Charles also have the resentment I have for music, drama, and dance class.

"Yeah, you are right. History is our only way out but this is so boring." Charles groaned, placing his head on his desk, having a really bored look on his face.

"Okay class, that will be all for today." Mrs Brad announced. "Finally, some breakthrough." I utter exasperated getting up from my seat. "Yup, this is one breakthrough have been looking forward to since this class started, another minute here and I'm so sure, I would be taking out of here with a stretcher." Charles utters tiredly, putting on his backpack and together we walked out of the class. Okay, hold it right there, we weren't able to walk out of the class, cause Mrs Brad just had to call us back.

"Yes Mrs Brad." I answered, turning around to stare at her with one of my best smile on my face, trying to be on my best behavior.

"Why haven't the both of you submitted your history project yet." Oh wow, so she stopped me all because of a history project that I find so boring. I tried working on that project last night, and I couldn't even type a full paragraph, without falling asleep.

"Erm, I'm almost done with my project ma'am. I promise I will submit it on your desk, first thing tommorow morning." I promised, maybe with 10 cups of coffee, I will be able to complete the damn project. "What about you charles, will I be seeing your project on my desk tommorow morning." Mrs Brad asked staring at charles, intently.

"Yes ma'am." Charles said nodding his head.

"Good the both of you can go now." She dismissed us, I and charles wasted no time in rushing out of the class, getting away from boring history.

"I will be sleeping over at your house tonight, so I can copy your history project." Charles whispered in my ears, as we stepped out of the class, I chuckled. "Blockhead." I mutter under my breath.

"I heard that." He said, "you are supposed to hear it, I retort.

"I would have replied you but I've got to go, to the music class and fetch my sister. When we meet again, Mia, I'm going to give you my reply." He gave a chivalrous bow, with a charming smile on his face then walked away. 

"And I will be waiting in the parking lot, for that reply." I yelled really loudly so he can hear.

I chuckled watching him walk away to the music class, well I better go to the parking lot. We normally meet over there, I will drive my bike, back home while Charles and Sylvia will drive their bicycle home.

2 hours and some minute, charles isn't here yet, and there's no sign of his sister, what could be keeping the both of them. If charles doesn't come with his sister in the next minute, I will have no choice to live them behind.

I waited for another five minutes before I saw Charles coming to the parking lot, without his sister. "Finally you are here, kindly tell me what took you so long to get here and where the heck is your sister, I thought you were going to fetch her." I asked him confused, staring behind him, for his sister to come, she did not.

"I couldn't find my sis, Mia. I couldn't find her in the music class or anywhere in the school." Charles uttered looking so confused and helpless, what's going on?.

"I don't get you, why won't you be able to find your sis. Are you sure you've looked everywhere for her?."   "I have checked every available place in this school building, Mia. Why do you think I took so long. I've checked the gym class, the girls toilet and the boys toilet. I checked the field, all the classes, I even checked the boy's locker room for her. And then I checked the principal office, the cafeteria, I've also..." 

"Hey, it's okay, I get it. You've checked everywhere for your sis, but have you called her phone?."

"Yes, I have and she's not picking. Her phone has been ringing, but she won't answer it Mia. There is something bad happening to my sis, she always picks my call and you know that." He exclaimed, looking so tired.

"Let me try calling her phone." I said bringing out my phone from my pocket, I dialled Sylvia number and went ahead to call her. "Her phone is switched off, Charles." I informed him, bringing the phone down from my ear.

"Oh God, this is bad. Where do you think she is, do you think she has been kidnapped." He asked really shocked and afraid. "I don't know Charles, I don't know. But for now, I think we should go to my house and think this through." I suggest.

"Yeah, sure. Let's go." Charles said getting on his bicycle, I also got on my bike.

"What about your sister's bicycle." I asked him, staring at Sylvia's bicycle.

"I will leave it here, I will come for it later, my main concern now, is to find my sister." He said, I nod my head and hen started my bike.

                 Writer's POV 

Sylvia has just finished with her music class, she walked out of the class contemplating if she should go to the parking lot or she should wait for her brother to come get her, even if she's no longer a small kid, her brother would still insist on picking her from class. She decided to go to the ladies first, take care of the little situation and then go back to deciding. 

Sylvia was already done emptying her bladder, when a handkerchief was placed on her nose, she struggled against the hand that's keeping her in place, but the hand was awfully strong. Before she blacked out, she heard a voice whispering in her ear, "Sleep tight Sylvia, sleep tight."


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