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

Sui [swee]:
adjective, Latin
1. of his, her, its, or their own kind; unique

Chapter 13

Anne

I've placed my queen forward on the board.

While the warm water warms my bare body, I close my eyes as I relax, thinking of what I've done so far. Without letting them know anything, I let Leonhart and Mariam think about who could possibly be behind the poisoning, but that's not my most major action. Bringing in Professor Seth Twiright is my greatest move, and I can still remember what Irina said to me earlier today.

"...You're really hell-bent on wanting to solve this thing, huh, Anne?" she said disbelievingly.

Not really.

I just want to see if there's something that can stop Prim. There's really nothing to it. I'm not on the side of justice or anything like that. All I want to do is to help people whenever I want to, observe events whenever I want to and just live my life the way it's supposed to be.

If Prim wins, then good for her.

If Prim loses, then I guess the world can overcome her mad love for me after all.

"Are you planning on sleeping there, Anne?" Prim says, and I snap out of my thoughts and give her a goofy smile.

"Maybe!"

She's washing her hair in here, and I paddle my legs in the large bath, as if I'm in a swimming pool.

"You'll catch a cold," Prim frowns, and then she rinses her hair to get rid of the shampoo. I laugh as if I don't think much about it, and I go up to her and splash some water in her face. She gives a gasp of surprise, and thens he groans. "...Anne."

"Yes, Prim?" I grin.

"We're not children," she smiles helplessly.

"But we're in the same bath, just like children-"

I find my shoulders being gripped by Prim's wet fingers, and I stare at her in shock. She stares at me with vivid intensity in her eyes, and she looks as if she's been holding back something that she's wanted to do for so long.

..And I wait.

I stare, and wait.

I wonder what's on your mind, Prim? What are you thinking? What are you thinking, seeing me like this, having me in your grasp? Naked in a bath, completely defenseless, completely surprised and taken aback?

"...P-Prim...?" I mouth out, and Prim bites her lower lip softly.

"...Anne, do you know how much..."

I can feel her grip tighten.

She's feeling guilty. She slept with Arth, and she's feeling guilty.

"...Anne, do you know how much you mean to me?" she asks softly, her lips close to my ear.

"I...of course I do! Prim, what's wrong?" I ask.

I can feel her hands shiver. Prim embraces me, and we stay that way in the water for a few seconds before she speaks again.

"Do I mean a lot to you, as much as you mean to me?" she whispers.

"Yes," I whisper back. "Yes, Prim."

I can see every shred of guilt in her eyes as she pulls away. Prim's trying to find reason, trying to find how to either break it to me, or trying to rationalize her actions. If she takes me now, she'll be defiling something pure. If she doesn't, I'll be somewhere where she can't reach.

But I do nothing. I just wait.

I wait until she makes a decision, and she kisses my lips.

Whose poison will poison who?

"...You're awfully quiet, Anne," Mum says, and I look down with a small shy smile. It's Saturday morning. I'm actually waiting until Monday to see if things happen, and from last night's kiss, Prim seems confident that I'm hers.

"Still sleepy. Sorry, Mum," I laugh, eating my breakfast. Mum gives an irritated sigh and pulls my cheek, and Prim tries her best not to laugh.

"You can't go around with that dopey face, you know! Look at Prim! She's always ready for the morning," Mum chides. I whine and take another bite of breakfast while I think. "I'm sorry, Prim, Anne's just very spoiled..."

"I think otherwise, Mrs. Sui. In fact, Anne's a very good girl," Prim smiles.

"You're not Mum," I say, puffing out my cheeks. "Shh."

"Yes, Anne," Prim laughs.

"You know, Prim, Anne's going around chasing unsolved crimes, trying to be a detective despite it all," Mum sighs. "It's somehow very hard to drill it in Anne's head that the police exists for a reason, and she's going around like she's Nancy Drew or Sherlock Holmes..."

"Well, as long as she doesn't get into trouble," Prim concedes. "In my opinion, she's delightful."

"Hello, I'm here," I say, waving my hand in the air.

"Eat your breakfast, dear," Mum laughs.

Two more days, Anne.

Two more days.

Be patient. That's all you're good at. And you'll eventually win the game.

A kiss is just a kiss. You don't feel that there are fireworks over your head, or anything special. Her lips just press onto mine, and that's all.

And when I ask her for another, she does it again, and I feel...nothing, again.

Prim doesn't even say that she loves me.

I don't think she can bring herself to, yet.

We spend the whole Saturday acting like friends leaning slowly into the unexplored world of the lovers.

But you know...

You know...

...I don't feel anything.

Mum's wrong. Dad's wrong. Prim's wrong. Everyone's wrong.

I can't care for people.

I can never care for people.

"You know, Anne, if...if this bothers you..." Prim says at the end of the day, and I laugh.

"Of course not! Only you're allowed to do this," I smile, lying on her lap as she sits up on my bed.

She gives me another hard kiss, and I pretend to sleep during bedtime, and she sneaks out on midnight again.

It bothers me.

I can't feel anything.