A/n: Ever have that moment when you have like 800 words of a chapter done and you don't publish it because you aren't done, but you still expect everyone to know what you're writing?

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✨ TW: ✨

•Body counts and sex mentions

•The briefest mentions of rape

"Oh my god" Jack said quickly, getting up to run to the guest bedroom, where Linda was staying.

"Linda?!" Jack called, opening the door quickly.

The room was filled with stuffed animals and pictures, the walls had pink flower stickers all over them and clothes strewn about the room.

The bed was a mess, some homey touches like stuffed animals and fancy pillows, a couple of pictures placed on the wall and the bed-and the ground. It looked as if someone had left the room quickly.

There were stuffed animals and toys and clothes everywhere, some things missing as if they'd been packed in a suitcase.

There was no Linda.

"Linda!!!" Jack called.

No response.

"I'll text Virgil and tell him to ask Patton and Emile" Lucia said quickly, grabbing her phone out of her (mom)jean pockets, and quickly send Virgil a text, trying to console Jack.

"What if Rose's crazy ass sister took her back-" Jack said, before cutting himself off, "...ROSE!! Oh my god, did they find her?? Is she okay??"

"Yes, yes, they found her! She might be okay, she's in the hospita-"

"Take me to her, please!" Jack begged, knowing that if he drove, he'd probably kill someone.

"Yes, yes Jack! Just-bring your water and try to drink some, okay?" She bargained, getting Jack up and helping him into the car, driving away.

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"Pat! Em, my Mom wants to know what happened to Linda?" Virgil asked.

"Linda? Oh yeah, she's having a weekend sleepover at Paul and Carl's house with Sydney..we didn't want her to get tied up in all of this, she's just a kid" Emile explained.

"Oh, yeah. Makes sense" Virgil said, texting his mom back.

They'd been in the hospital for a while, and still weren't given the okay to see Rose.

"Oh, by the way, what are you even still doing here Virgil? I mean, you don't have to stay-"

"Are you kidding me?!?" Virgil asked, "I have to know if she's okay, I would not, in a million years leave. She's almost like a second mother to me at this point-actually, she's like a mother of the world, I bet she'd adopt our whole friend group if she could" he smirked.

"She would" Emile smiled.

"Anyways, how do you think Remy's taking all of this?" Virgil asked.

"Remy? What's he have to do with any of this?" Patton asked.

"...Really?" Virgil asked, "did you happen to forget that his mother practically abandoned his family to help my father murder, torture, and cannabalize people?"

"Oh!!" Patton gasped, "I forgot!"

"It's fine Pat, the author forgot too" Emile chuckled.

"The wha-"

"I'm right here you know" Remy chuckled, "and besides..I don't care, I hated her anyways" he muttered coldly,  she was fine up until she always 24/7 started preaching about how being gay is against god and how its wrong to be trans and then like the same gender that you're transitioning to-she said all of this is a mental disorder, and I don't wanna take her crap anymore."

"She always punished me when I spoke up.." he smirked, "or when I start preaching about the guys she'd bring home under dad's nose.."

"What's her body count?" Virgil joked.

"Hell, I stopped counting after 19" Remy smirked.

"I never stoped counting, seems like all I could do was count. Stuck in my room all day. Had nothing else to do when I couldn't sneak in Remus or Janus.."

"So what is it?" Remy asked.

"Well, he'd being a new girl home every week from the bar. A different one every time. I think he banged any and every woman he could find, even switching up the bars every once and a while to get younger people...eventually he just went to random places..." he explained.

"I started counting when I was 14, that was almost four years ago, so over the course of four years he had sex with about 445 people. I have a tally chart..every single day, i'd mark a tally when I heard the noises of my dad and a random human sucking face with one another and having sex on the couch..this isn't even mentioning the fact that he's been doing this my whole life, and probably still is."

"435 that isn't even possible!" Remy scoffed.

"Oh, that wasn't counting the 13 years of my life prior to that" Virgil smirked, "also it was probably just the same women over and over again..well, to be fair, he probably banged at least 15 gals at the bar at once, I wasn't counting those, or the people he raped."

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"I WILL FUCK ONE OF YOU MEN HERE."

"Remus-"

"NO YEE WILL BE LEFT UN-HAWED."

"Remus!!"

"NO ASS WIL BE LEFT UN-CLAPPED!"

"Oh my fu- REMUS!"

"NO MOUTH WILL BE LEFT UN-INKED!"

"REMUS!!!"

"NO BELLY BUTTON WILL- what, Janus?" Remus asked.

"WE ARE AT A DAMNED DAY CARE!!"

Remus took his blindfold off and opened his eyes to see a bunch of little faces staring back up at him in shock.

"You said a naughty word" one of the children said, looking up at him like he was evil.

"Don't repeat anything you heard-" Janus said quickly, before Remus stepped in.

"Don't listen to him kid, and don't let anyone tell you what you can and cannot say. Don't let yourself be scared or oppressed because when you're on your death bed in 70 years, you'll be wishing you had been yourself."

"Oh my god Remus! This kid is five-"

"Let them know, let them be wild-"

"Oh my god, you're such an influencer!" Janus groaned, "and this isn't even-we don't even know this kid!! What would his parents say?!"

"Probably some homophobic shi-"

"Bruh" A seventeen year old girl said nonchalantly from where they sat on their phone next to what Remus assumed was a friend.

"What's a gay?" The kid asked.

"Let me show you" the girl said, closing and pocketing her phone, turning to her side, and kissing her 'friend' on the lips.

A worker gasped in shock and disgust, and she flipped the bird, her what Remus now assumed was her girlfriend kissing back with passion.

"Oh please, that was lesbian, this is gay" Remus scoffed playfully, turning around and attacking Janus on the lips fiercely, sliding his hands up Janus' back, and into his hair, which he tugged lightly.

"HEY WATCH THE HAT!" Janus hissed.

And the daycare worker-who looked to be 79 probably had a heart attack, because she fainted.

"Impressive" The teen joked, "My name's June, seventeen, pronouns she/her. so what brings you to this hell hole?"

"Wait, June Lissmah?" Janus asked.

"Yep."

"Oh my god, its been a weekend and your hair-I almost didn't recognize you!" He gasped, oh my god, you look like a 1970's punky emo and i'm living for it right now" Remus gasped.

She was wearing a leather jacket and booty shorts with black fishnets underneath, chained ankle boots, a spiked choker, and she had thick black lipstick on, her hair was ratted up on the top of her head, a messy black color with red highlights-and the mascara-oh, the eyeliner.

"Need a cigarette to complete that look?" Janus joked.

"Oh, please, if my grandma even thought I was smoking cigarette's on top of looking like this i'd be dead" she chuckled, "I mean, look at these bracelets!"

"No, look at that nose piercing!" Remus screeched.

"Did it myself" she chuckled.

"No way!!!!"

"Yes way! My dad wouldn't let me get one. So, I did it myself. So, picking up a kid?" She asked.

"We're picking up some kids for a friend, their mom's been in the trunk of a car for the past few days bleeding out and starving to death, and their dad has been mourning in his bedroom sitting in his shit for a week and starving himself, so yeah, we decided to do them a favor"

"Remus" Janus slapped him, "i'm sorry, he tends to overshare."

"No, no, its fine.." she said, looking up in concern, "you mean the woman from the news?"

"Yep, that's her. She's in the hospital now. I wonder if the news reporters found out yet."

"I wonder if news reporters are as bad as they are in the movies" Remus pondered.

"Well, knowing humans, they probably are" June scoffed.