Series: Evillious Chronicles
Fanfiction: Sui
Author: zealousrebelmaker (because all famous gamers have the suckiest usernames)
Pairing: Prim Rogzé / Anne Sui (not Swee, because it will destroy the definition)
Warning: Yandere themes, blood, gore, unsettling elements
Additional comments: I can die a laughing young man thanks to that wonderful reviewer. Keep going.
Sui [swee]:
adjective, Latin
1. of his, her, its, or their own kind; unique
Chapter 7
Anne
Prim's room is huge. I note a few changes since the last time I came here, and it seems that Prim's working on preserving her family's business.
She says that she doesn't normally sleep early, but she's fast asleep beside me on her bed while I just open my eyes and lie down while looking around. Bottles of chemicals and reactants are on a separate desk table, and discarded plastic gloves are piling up in the trashbin. On a corkboard, there are pictures: pictures of her and her family, pictures of her and her brother, Presi, and pictures of me and her.
But the changes in her room's not why I'm awake.
I close my eyes and think back about Genesia and his sudden disconnected number. I think about Prim's injuries. I think about that girl and the accusations against her. They all connect, but I don't know how.
Surely this isn't all random, is it...?
I read in the papers yesterday that the girl who assaulted Prim was allowed to go, since she's only charged for assaulting Prim, and Prim forgave her by bailing her out using the Rogzé family connections.
But why?
I open my eyes again and Prim's still sleeping.
Slowly, I leave the warm bed and look at the corkboard. A family picture, and no one's smiling, not even Prim. The only instances where Prim smiles are with me, and one photo stands out. Summer camp, when we were on a plane to Marlon.
We sat together and took pictures the whole trip. Never got to upload them online though.
I smile.
All along, Prim's been looking out for me.
But at the same time...
I can't afford to think about my feelings for Arth now because I have to find the truth. I walk over to the bedside table and take my phone, and dial Genesia's number again.
...
...
'The number you have dialed cannot be reached at the moment. Please try again later.'
"...!"
I barely contain a gasp of surprise.
He's alive.
I know he is.
Then...Then...
Whose hands are those...?!
I don't want to wake Prim. I don't want to leave the room either. I just stare at my phone dumbly, then I put it on silent.
The papers say the same thing. They've already declared Genesia dead, the school's not safe, and even my parents encourage me to spend time with my friends- in a group, they said- more often. But the only person I can ever feel safe with is with Prim.
Prim's face is devoid of all worries.
...?!
My phone vibrates, and I quickly see that there's a message notification...from Genesia.
'I can't talk over the phone. Meet me at the local park tomorrow after your violin lessons.'
From there, I don't think that I could go back to sleep again.
...I really, really shouldn't have been so curious.
It's the next day, and after violin practice. I managed to get Prim to go ahead without me.
The park's not deserted, which is good. I sit on a park bench and look at the people feeding the birds with what I assume are expired bread pieces, and I look the other way to see children playing around with tree branches in their hands. I hum a small tune as I keep my violin case close to me, and while I wait, I look through some online gossip on my phone.
'i need to make a shrine for my waifu with merchandise and figmas and her birthday's coming soon happy birthday waifuuuuu!'
...Never mind.
I put away my phone, and then I give the park a good look around from where I am again. From the entrance...
...
...?!
...Prim's at the entrance. Someone else is walking towards this direction.
Was she...did she read...?!
"Anne Sui?"
My surprise is so evident on my face that it just increased when I realize that it's not Genesia after all. It's Alma.
Prim's assailant.
"A-Alma...?" I manage, and then I realise that I'm trapped.
She'll try to attack me too.
She must've lured me here, just like how she lured Prim.
She has Genesia's phone.
"Please, I can explain..." Alma says, but I just sit there, dumbstruck.
Prim...
...Prim...
...Save me...