One off, but I'm a nice person. Here's your chapter! (And I still don't own Anubis.)

Jerome's POV

A smirk crept onto my face. The people in this house really did not know how to keep secrets. I casually walked back to the common room, where most of us were gathering for the day. Saturdays were some highlights in my pitiful life.

"Amber, may I speak to you in the kitchen?" I asked, trying to mask my complete satisfaction. She glared at me suspiciously but followed. "I thought you might like to know about a threat to your little Fabina creation."

Instantly, she wanted to know. "What? Who? I'll kill them!"

"Now, now, Amber, no need to be hasty. We'll let them enjoy their 'secrecy' for a while before we let them know. I have to think about bl–" I quickly cut myself off. Blackmail was the word I didn't finish.

"Just don't hurt Nins," Amber instructed. "She's not the one cheating."

"No promises," I muttered under my breath as she walked away. If I told Nina about her boyfriend and roommate, I could add that to my scheme somehow. And maybe she would want revenge, which I can easily plan.

This was going to be fun.

Amber's POV

I immediately walked into Fabian's room, wanting to know who. If it was Chey, I knew Jerome might have only heard them talking about that stuff. It was Matchmaker Millington who would truly get to the bottom of things!

And who did I walk in on?

Nina's POV

Dear Diary,

Fabian and Cheyenne grow closer as we grow farther apart. I understand that in relationships, there will always be someone else that soon takes it all away from you. If Fabian is happy with Cheyenne, I guess I will have to be happy, too. Some people deserve true love when others do not receive it.

Love, Nina

Chey's POV

The feeling passed, and I began to feel like my old self. Fabian's arm was still around me; I broke out of his grip, afraid that one of our housemates would find us like that. Amber almost did, but she immediately turned around and sauntered away before she saw us. He looked at me quizzically until understanding replaced his shock and curiosity.

"Secrets are hard to keep in Anubis House, but I'm sure we can pull this off," he warned me. I nodded. "Have you ever been to the attic?"

I cast a glance at the door. "Are you mad? There's a padlock on it, and Victor keeps an eye on it 24/7!"

"Oh, really? Then how come I went up there last year?" He had a mischievous glint to his dark eyes.

Instantly, I knew why he wanted to go up. He felt he had to show me what had happened last year and prove that I was included in the house. I assumed the others had been up there once before, at least. Almost immediately after, I had a huge desire to take a look around.

"I was right. You are sneaky." He peered out the door and slipped out. I followed. "The others should be in the common room, so we'll be alright to visit."

"Please tell me you always went up at night last year," I remarked.

"Most times," he replied. "Once or twice, when we absolutely had to, Nina and I came here together." He stared into the distance, remembering. "And to think, it all started with that fake initiation Patricia made up."

"Of course." I rolled my eyes. I gazed at the lock. "Really, Victor?" I muttered disbelievingly. "One of my teachers had a stuck lock, and I broke it open. It's not that hard, actually." Fabian watched as I hacked the padlock and swung the door open. "Let's go," I whispered, sneaking inside.

Closing the door quietly behind us, Fabian gazed around. "I haven't been here in so long," he commented. "If Nina was with me, everything would be the same."

"Do you want me to leave?" I offered sarcastically.

He shook his head quickly. "Of course I don't. I'm happy with you." He walked over to a broken panel. Or at least, it looked as though it had been broken. It was definitely not anymore. "How did this get fixed?" he whispered in awe.

I stared at a painted window of a sunset. It looked as though a body of water was under it, but anything can be perceived from a work of art. Finally, I understood why it seemed so familiar. "I saw this in the room." Fabian turned to me from his inspection of the panel. "The one I don't want to revisit," I explained.

"Chey, can you come over here?" He had turned back to the panel. I joined him. "If Nina can open the panel with her locket, maybe you can with yours." I knew my locket looked nothing like Nina's, so I stared at him as if this was a joke. "Try it," he begged. "Please."

With a sigh, I slipped off my necklace and touched it to the wall. There was a faint blue glow, and the panel opened. "Did that happen with Nina?"

"It glowed red, but other than that it was all the same," he answered. He stepped inside. "You might want to come in here and close it up for now in case Victor does decide to check this place. It makes for a good hiding place."

I was about to ask him what he meant when I heard a door slam downstairs. From the sound, I deciphered which one it was. Victor's office. He was coming. I slid in beside Fabian, turned, and closed the panel again with the locket. If this is what Nina used to do, and I really am her sister, one of us is more powerful than the other, I realized. Rufus probably would go after the weaker one so that the power does not flow to whomever he doesn't kill. I shuddered at the thought.

"What's wrong?"

"Rufus," I mumbled. "Fabian, I know exactly who he's after and why. Something happened that made sure he could get near her while her friends are not allowed anywhere near her." I hoped he understood what I was insinuating.

His arm snaked around me protectively. "I know how Rufus thinks, and I know what you say is true. He might be planning this entire thing so that we confuse ourselves beforehand, though. We cannot let him trick us, meaning we shouldn't stress about this whole thing." He locked gazes with me; no matter how much I wanted to, I just couldn't turn away. "There is more to this, and we'll get to the bottom of it with or without help. It is obvious Amber wants to kill me now that I've ignored Nina in favor of you. Either that, or she has a plan to get us together." He seemed thoughtful for a moment. "I can never understand that girl."

"I'm pretty sure she doesn't even understand herself," I responded with a laugh.

"No offense to her, but that wouldn't be surprising," Fabian agreed. He smiled. "We make fun of each other, yet we watch each other's backs, too. Sometimes you have to love friendships."

I blinked, briefly confused. Footsteps sounded on the other side of the panel, so I did not reply. A sudden chill came over me, and when I shuddered again, Fabian put his arm around me as comfort for both of us. I rested my head against his shoulder. My subconscious knew about the hurt it would cause Nina if she found out, but the majority of my brain was enjoying Fabian's attention. Cheating was not so bad if you were on the right side of it, I supposed.

"Chey?" he whispered.

"Yeah?"

"How did you know so much before you came here?"

I tried not to cringe. Everyone asked me that. I had moved all over the U.S., and I had seen plenty. Coming here to England was not much different for me. Jersey was the only place I kept going back to. That was where my home was, in my opinion. But I never told anybody about my past.

"Is everything alright?"

"Everything's fine," I lied. Remembering my past was not a good thing, let alone talking about it. That was one of the reasons I never did.

Fabian cocked an eyebrow. "I can tell it's not," he pressed. Why was it he saw through my lies? No one else did. "Please, Chey. You can tell me anything."

"No," I disagreed. "Not this thing, Fabian. It's too… too important to share."

When I sensed Victor had gone back to his office or somewhere else downstairs, I scrambled to get out of there. I immediately rushed to my room and shut the door before Fabian had even closed the attic. Nina was somewhere in the house. I slumped onto my bed, feeling defeated.

I will never, ever reminisce about my past.

Ooh, I wonder why she won't tell anyone? Between 15 and 20 reviews for the next chapter. Until then, I'll see you all later!