A/N: Chapter inspiration: The Night We Met - Lord Huron. The Horror of Our Love - Ludo.


Jupiter seizes Mandy's arm and drags her towards the barn. "Ethan, we have to get Ethan!" she cries to the confused girl who stares at her with terror. "I can't explain right now. There's no time!"

They make it back to see the partygoers still having fun, oblivious to the horrors that are going to happen tonight if Jupiter's too late. She frantically searches, but there's no sign of Ethan. He could be anywhere, alone with Adam. Jupiter swallows the lump in her throat.

"Mandy, you have to stay here, okay?" She sits the dark-haired girl down on a barrel beside a few passed out partiers.

"Why? What's wrong, Jupiter? You're acting really strange," Mandy's eyes are as large as saucers, revealing the depth of her fear.

Jupiter shakes her head. "No time. Just promise me you'll stay here where it's safe." It's not a question. "And if I'm not back in fifteen, call the police." Quickly she runs off to search every inch and acre of the land, determined to find Ethan, no matter what.

The wind is chilly and harsh when she gets out of the stifling barn. It tangles her hair and bites her skin. Still, Jupiter moves forward. Aided by the light of the moon, she keeps walking, yelling out Ethan's name, hoping he'll answer.

"I love you more than life itself, Jubee," Adam whispers, placing soft kisses along her jawline before he presses his lips to hers and steals every last breath from her lungs.

She says nothing, just basks in the warm feeling of being held in loving arms.

Somehow, she knows it isn't going to last forever. That something or someone will come between them and threaten to tear them apart. She can't bear to lose him. It would hurt, way more than his hits and punches and threatening love. She would die for him. She knows that. It's a scary thought, something she would never say out loud because it's too heavy, but, there's no denying it's the truth.

Jupiter gasps. A loud thud breaks through her dazed flashback. She runs in the farmhouse's direction, tears streaming down her face, calling Ethan's name with a voice that's slowly fading along with the evening stars.

She won't be too late. Adam won't win. Ever.

"We are the children of the damned, Jubee. The ones who the world forgets about, but we have each other. We'll always have each other, right?"

At the time she had eagerly nodded, yes.

Now, as she yanks the front door open to come face to face with Adam in his Joker persona, covered in blood and grinning at her with excited, eager eyes, the only thing she can whisper is no.


A/N: Love you all! More to come soon!