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Chapter 9:

Claude threw Ron back and he landed on the ground with a thud. Claude paced around the room for a few short moments. The silence was defening. Ron finally broke the silence. "Claude? What do you mean? I thought Ciel was at the school. He hasn't been here."

"Don't you fucking lie to me, goddammit! I know he was here! I can feel his presence! Tell me where he is!" Ron looked at Claude with a questioning look. He slowly rose from the floor and walked over to Finni, who had been sitting quietly, watching the scene play out before him.

Claude stopped pacing and turned on his heel to face Ron. "Is there something wrong, Ron? Did you not hear me? I told you to answer me, Ronald. So tell me where he is, and I won't kill you. Understood?" Ron nodded slowly and opened his mouth to speak, but nothing would come out. He was terrified. More scared than he had been in years. More so than he had ever been of Claude.

Ron's mind had to work quickly in order for him to keep him and Finni both alive. His ex girlfriend. His mental illnesses. Those are the only thing I can use against him. . . That's it! "Claude." Claude turned and slowly advanced on Ron. Pointing a revolver in between his eyes. A murderous look plastered on his face. "Claude, don't do this to me."

"What would Hannah think of it?" Claude stopped, baffled. "And Victoria. They wouldn't be too pleased with you would they? Nor would Amanda or Lauren or Erin." Claude dropped the guin he'd been pointing at Ron. "Yeah, I bet they aren't too happy you killed them either. Are they? You can hear them, right? They talk to you all the time, don't they?" Claude dropped to his knees clutching his head.

"You've got anger issues. You're more interested in finding fault than in solving a conflict. You never blame yourself. It's always someone else's fault. Always. Mine, or Victoria's, or Hannah's, or Amanda's, or Lauren's, or Erin's. Never yours. You're pathetic, useless, vile, slimy, unworthy, worthless, wretched." A warning look from Finni cut him short.

"You're also schizophrenic, aren't you? You understand what that means? That you've got a disorder. You aren't perfect like you think. It's a severe disorder that makes you believe that you can see and hear the dead. All those people you've killed. That's your head telling you that you're fucking insane!

"You've killed so many people. Killing them brutally and then you crudely dump them in places where nobody will ever find them. And when someone does, You kill them, too. What is wrong with you?"

Claude began screaming brfore Ron had finished his last word. Ron covered his ears and turned to look at Finni. He dropped to his knees and untied Finni and released him from the chair and untied his hands. Finni ripped the tape off his mouth and looked at Ron. Claude was still writhing on the floor.

"Finni we gotta leave, now!" Finni nodded his head, He and Ron covered their ears and dashed to the door. Ron wrenched it open and slammed it behind Finni. The two removed their hands from their ears and ran.

"Ron, where the hell are we going?" Finni gasped. Ron shook his head. He really had no idea where they were going to go. Their houses were on the other side of town. Finni understood the silence and they kept running.

What seemed like hours later they finially arrived in town and stopped to catch thier breath. Ron lookad at Finni and asked for his cell phone. Finni pulled it out of his pocket and handed it to Ron. He stepped away from Finni. Finni looked puzzled as to why he wouldn't let him hear the conversation. Ron soon walked back over and handed him his phone and they walked to a Starbucks down the street.

A few minutes later the boys had sat down sipping their drinks. Finni avoided making eye contact with Ron feeling like he couldn't trust him since he made that misterious phone call. Who did he call? And why had he had erased the call history?

Finni had always trusted Ron. Ever since they met. They were good friends. Always sat together at lunch with Ciel and many others. Occaisonally they'd be joined by Mey-Rin or Sebastian and Grell. They always got along and never fought. And when Finni needed friends and doubted himself, Ciel and Ron had always been there to comfort him. So why did Finni get the feeling Ron was betraying his trust?

After several minutes of listening to the constant, quiet chatter of the other occupants in the cafe, Ron turned to Finni and smiled. To Finni it looked like it was forced, so he forced one of his own. Ron immediately knew something was wrong and his smile faded.

"What's wrong, Finn?" Finni just bowed his head. "Hello? Finn, can you hear me?" Finni looked up and smiled. He waved Ron off like it was nothing and conntinued sipping his drink. "You're acting weird."

Oh, God. . . Does he know? He knows I know something! Act normal, Finnian. He probably doesn't suspect a thing! "Me? No, I'm fine." Finni looked down at his iced coffee, suddenly not wanting anymore of the light brown liquid. He looked up at Ron who had a concerned look on his face. Maybe I should just come clean and ask him. It's better than all this discomfort I've caused between us. "Hey, Ron?" Finni asked with worry saturating his tone. Ron looked up from his drink.

"Yeah, Finn? You plan on telling me what's bugging you? I mean, I know we just escaped death and all, but come on! Can you not trust me? That's ridiculous." Ron was pissed. Finni just ducked his head in shame.

"Ron, who did you call?" Ron snapped his head up, almost choking on his coffee. Finni jumped back, startled. Ron smirked as he bagan giggling. Which soon turned into loud laughter and a huge grin. "Ron?" Ron finally stopped laughing and looked into Finni's green eyes.

"Man! Is that what's had you all frazzled? Ha ha! Wow." Finni flushed a dark red and looked out the window. "Finn, look at me." Finni turned his head and looked into Rin's yellow and green eyes. "Hey, cheer up. It was just my mum. Promise." Ron grinned and leaned back into his chair. The door of the cafe slammed open. Ron and Finni looked up at the intruder and gaped.

"Oh for fuck's sake! Seriously?"