Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 12: Sᴜɴғʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴋɴᴏᴛs

                                    

                                          
You returned to the Mystery Shack like normal, like nothing happened. Your face looked emotionless as if there was no emotion behind those eyes of yours. Bill had let you stay in the scape for the rest of the night, he gave you the comfort you needed. He gave you food, a place to rest, and even the smallest affection, you never slept so comfortably in your whole entire life. You smiled remembering what Bill had done for you, but your smile slowly disappeared when you arrived at the shack's front door. 
Upon entering, nobody was inside the gift shop, but you could hear talking from upstairs. You raised an eyebrow as you heard the voices as you walked closer to where it was coming from. You walked through the corridors to the stairs leading upstairs. Going upwards, you heard the voices of your siblings, you gritted your teeth when you remembered what happened last night, what they did, their voices hit a nerve in you.
You decided not to deal with them at the moment, you were already too exhausted to do anything, and after the events that unfolded last night, you doubted that you wanted to speak to anyone, besides Bill that is. He seems to be your only friend in your current state, and that was the reason you wanted to stay strong for the time being, you weren't going to let some single disaster ruin your summer break, even though it technically is already ruined- Ahem, upon heading to your shared bedroom at the attic, you opened the door slowly and as you entered, you were greeted with the usual decoration and atmosphere of the room you have stayed in for days now. But something was different, the triangular window that sat in the middle between the beds that belonged to your siblings was shattered, your eyes widened, and immediately ran up to the window to check on the other side, as you looked down, you saw a certain black cat that looked up and you, you couldn't help but see that he smirked on you and ran off to the woods.
"Hey-!! Wait up!!" You shouted as loud as you could and wasted no time rushing downstairs, as you reached the gift shop, you saw Stan standing in the register counting money, you suddenly stood quiet while feeling awkward, your intention of chasing that cat was gone for a few seconds until you snapped out of it, you frantically shook your head in slight frustration and went straight to the door, Stan was a bit startled seeing you run up to the door at such rush. 
"Kid, where the hell are you going?" You were surprised that Stan still dared to talk to you after what had happened. "It's none of your business!" You yelled out with a glare, Stan looked kind of shocked that you spoke with such tone, but he didn't say anything after that and let you leave the shack. Stan couldn't help but wonder what made you leave in such a rush, after what events unfolded just last night, you were still a kid he was in charge of taking care of and he couldn't just hate a young child such as yourself, he thought that was just irresponsible but the thing that he thought you did was unforgivable.
He remembered what Ford said to him after putting the twins to bed, and he had considered it very closely even since this morning.

»»----> Last night ☆ 
It was just after everything had settled down, the moon was bright as ever tonight, despite the event that shocked and worried everyone.
Ford looked frustrated, Stan looked at his brother, knowing why he was acting in such a way. He couldn't believe it either, why would you have done this? That was what he was thinking at the moment, but he didn't even have a possible answer, everything was like an unsolvable puzzle piece. 
"Why would she-?" Ford managed to mutter and a long sigh escaped his mouth, he was tired, including Stan, everyone was, even the twins seemed exhausted, he couldn't imagine what they felt, the twins may have experienced a lot of imaginable things but even they couldn't handle these type of things, and he knew that they were still kids, but everyone was forgetting about the fact that you were also a kid yourself, younger than the twins that is.