The next day Elliott was back at Hawthorne, curled up on the couch in the library reading one of the books she had gotten the day before. She had almost finished the entire thing, but she had skipped over the part about the Alpha, pushing it off until the very end. While she had been adamant about reading it before, she found the more she thought about it and what Trevor had told her, the more she just didn't want to know. She had originally brushed off the idea that it could possibly be her, that she couldn't be that evil, but she was terrified if she read it that she would see it was her. Elliott already thought the worst of herself, and she really didn't need the help by finding out she was practically the spawn of Satan himself. Still, she was curious, but then again she was always curious, always needing to know more than she probably should. She just hated feeling like she was out of control.
"Why are you always reading?" Elliott heard Trevor call out behind her, turning to face him and rolling her eyes.
"Not exactly a ton to do down here." She responded sarcastically as the boy moved to sit down next to her, "Don't you have class?"
"Skipped it to see you." Trevor responded, obviously flirting which only made Elliott blush, "I'm kidding. Kind of hard to have class when there's no teacher. He quit last night, apparently he just can't handle us."
"Seems to be the theme around here." Elliott joked, Trevor eyeing the book she was reading, then studying her face.
"You haven't read it." He said pointedly.
"What makes you think I haven't?" Elliott responded, her eyebrows raised and a smirk on her lips.
"Because believe it or not, despite me not being able to read your mind, I do still know a bit about you. If you actually read it, you would be a mess." Trevor said candidly, making Elliott roll her eyes once again.
"I would not be a mess, Trevor." Elliott said, knowing she was probably lying to herself, "You don't have my number. You think you know me but you don't. I don't even know me."
"Well I actually do have your number, it's in my phone. See?" Trevor joked, whipping out his phone which just made Elliott chuckle. "I don't mean I know you, you're probably the hardest person alive to figure out. Believe me, it kills me that I can't know what you're thinking. Means I have to resort to normal things like actually listening to what comes out of your mouth. It would be so much easier if I could just read your mind."
"That's what every guy says." Elliott joked, "Honestly you are living the dream. I would kill to be able to know what everyone is thinking."
"It's not always a good thing, actually most of the time it really sucks, being able to hear everything. You hear a lot you really don't want to know and it kind of fucks up your life." Trevor answered honestly, making Elliott quirk her eyebrow.
"Like what? People's weird sex fantasies?" Elliott joked.
"Well, yes, but that's not the bad part. The bad part is people telling you one thing, or treating you one way but thinking another, and you know about it." Trevor began, intriguing the young witch, "Did I ever tell you I was adopted?"
"No, you didn't." Elliott said.
"I was." Trevor said with a nod and a grimace, "My birth parents were drug addicts, and I got adopted when I was 6. It was good, at least for a while, until I got my powers and my parents found out about it. They acted like everything was fine, they still treated me like I was their son. But I knew what they were thinking. They hated me, thought I was a monster or some devil worshipper. They didn't get it, they thought I chose it. They thought god was punishing them. After I came here I didn't go back, figured it was better for everyone. They still call to check up on me, but I think it was a huge relief to them when I left. They haven't tried to see me or tried to make plans for me to come home, so it is what it is I guess."
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The Thing About Timing (The Becoming of Elliott Goode)
FanfictionA few months after the season 3 finale, Cordelia has settled into her new role as supreme. What happens when a new young witch forces Delia to confront her own dark past? Foxxay! Trigger Warning for mentions of abuse, rape, eating disorders, and vio...