I am so sorry for this chapter! It made me sad, but I knew I had to write it.

VICTOR POV

Isla and Thalia had been living in Miss Peregrine's home for a year now, and Victor had a crush on Thalia. Unfortunately for him, so did Horace, and let's just say Thalia preferred the blond one. Victor tried and tried and tried and one day, he decided to pick a tiny fight with Horace. And by tiny, I mean not-so-tiny.

It all started when Thalia and Horace were reading Tales of the Peculiar to Bronwyn, Claire, and the twins. After they had read one story, Claire blurted out, "You guys are so cute together!" The pair blushed and Claire beamed. This sorta-kinda infuriated Victor, and he marched over and picked Horace up by the collar of his shirt and threw him.

"Victor stop!" Thalia cried. Victor ignored her.

"Please Victor!" Bronwyn pleaded. Victor glanced at her but didn't say anything. He picked Horace back up and tightened his hold on his neck.

"Victor!" Thalia shrieked. "You'll kill him!"

Horace started choking.

"You really think killing my boyfriend will make me like you more?"

"I'm getting Miss Peregrine!" Claire ran off to get their headmistress.

Two minutes later she came back with the woman right behind her.

"What is going on here?" Miss Peregrine asked sharply. Victor dropped Horace and Thalia ran to him. Without waiting for an answer, Miss Peregrine said, "Mr. Bruntley! Come with me, please."

Victor followed Miss Peregrine into her office. "Why did you do that, Mr. Bruntley?" she asked, sounding concerned. "You could've killed him."

Victor avoided her gaze.

Miss Peregrine raised her voice. "Did you not hear me? He could have died!"

"I'm sorry, Miss," Victor mumbled.

"You're grounded. For three months!"

A week after the not-so-tiny row with Horace, Victor announced that he was leaving the loop.

"You aren't serious," Hugh scoffed.

"No, Victor, you can't!" cried Bronwyn. "Remember Horace's dream about the hollow?"

Victor's expression soured. "I don't care about that little twit's dream. Besides, Horace dreamt that a year ago. I'm sure if it was going to happen it would've already."

"Please, Victor!" Bronwyn begged.

Victor bent down to his sister's height. "I'm sorry, Wyn. I'm sick of this! I can't just live the same day over and over again. It's driving me crazy!"

"Or you'd rather die than see me with Thalia," Horace said, still bitter about the fight. Thalia slapped his arm.

"Why you little - " Victor stalked toward him, but Thalia put herself between them.

"Stop!" she cried. "Both of you! If you two are just going to fight over me, I don't think I want to be with either of you!"

Victor backed away. "I'm sorry guys. I can't stand it. Good-bye." And with that he walked outside.

Not long after he had been walking, Victor heard a low growling noise. Thinking it was just his imagination, he kept walking.

An invisible tentacle picked him up from behind. It tossed him around and the hollow stuck out two more tentacles and lurched them into Victor's eye sockets and pulled out his eyes. Victor fell to the ground, dead.

Again, I am so so so so so sorry for this chapter! I know you didn't enjoy it but please review anyway. Promise it will get happier. Just maybe not right away... :(