Thirty Fourth Chapter
Looking at Finna's severed head, a trace of guilt flashed then nothing. She threw it down the drain.
Esme smiles.
"Free at last! Sister, you won't mind im in charge of the body for a few....hmmm..years."
"Silence means yes. Ok! No time to waste!" She walks to the suitcase, opens, s bright light reflects on her face.
"Would you look at that?" Her eyes shines with satisfaction.
Slams and zips it.
"Johnny boy'o. I love you too. I feel it." Esme touched her chest.
"Our heart beats for you. Right, sisters?" Like waiting for an answer.
"Silence means yes. Kekeke."
"Sorry Johnny boy...a girl's gotta have her own career. Im a career woman afterall."
"See you when i see you, my love." She smiled sweetly saying My Love as she thought of John.
"Ciao."
She waves her hand, the door slams.
"Alright. She took great care of US. She's my auntie too." Esme monologues. Closes her eyes, unfamiliar and strange words ejects from her mouth.
The sound of her shoes, step step step step echoes through the hallway.
Then there's nothing anymore.
Back in Finna's suit.
The severed head of Finna flew to her body.
Like magic, it got connected.
"Hah!!!!" Finna wakes up, hungry for air. Not blood hunger.
"Auntie!"
Right in the moment, John teleports. He sees Finna taking a big gulp of air, blood where she laid and no signs of Esme.
"John? Jocelyn!!!! Her teeth..." Finna only got recollection of getting attacked by Jocelyn.
Clearly, Auntie Finna is out of it, he got more things to do.
"All Fiction!"
Thud. Finna went back to sleep. He placed Mary on the couch, she is sleeping like a bear.
"Esme? Baby?" John calls out. He searched all suite. Nothing, he teleports to her room.
"Esme? Yoo hoo? Baby, where you at??? Bab???" Getting bad feeling.
"Cancel the fact im not with her. Yeah. All Fiction!"
Nothing happened. Yet he felt he activated All Fiction.
"All Fiction!"
Nothing still.
"Fuck! What's happening?!!!! All Fiction!" John is screaming now. Still nothing.
"ALL FICTION!"
Still nothing.
At this point, John went clinically suffering nervous breakdown.
Not teleporting to Esme and hundreds of possibilities made him unable to get his head straight.
"Baby!!! Where are you??? My love! All Fiction!" John anxious, nervous and second away from admittance to Arkham Asylum.
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Somewhere in nowhere.
Esme wearing a white long dress.
Her brows have been creased for a long time now. Her face ashen.
"John, you are giving me a headache!"
"You said your just a noble but clearly you are not. The exorcism, the futuristic gun and knowledge. Little sister, what did you got us into."
"None of your business. What are we doing here?" The sweet natural and lovely voice of Esme returns.
"What we have done since we gone to America."
"We came to America for freedom." Esme spoke to another version of herself.
"I never said not for freedom. Im older than you, i get to decide."
"Okay. Give the control back to me after." Esme orders.
"Scary. I understand....after i have fun."
"Veronica! This is my year. You are breaking the agreement." Esme angry.
"Agreements are meant to be broken, little sister." Veronica countered.
"Besides, I want to meet John, hold his hand, kiss him and.."
"Stop. I don't want to listen to you, i wont stoop below your level. I dont even understand i have become the younger one."
Veronica smiling as she hit the spot where to attack Esme. "Because you're cr."
"Dont mention that word! I hate that word!" Esme explodes as she glares at her reflection.
"Sorry. I'm not sorry." Veronica chided playfully.
"Even talking to you, i feel my intelligence diminishing." Esme frustrated.
"This is why you have the brains. I have the brawn." Veronica reveals a confident bullish smile, her impolite and offensive accent even adds to the dislike of Esme.
"Veronica, If you don't invoke Article 19, shut up!"
Veronica's bullish and distasteful smile disappears. "You cannot stop me from talking and make me shut up. But i will let this slide. Go on. After im done with the work, i'll give back the control."
Esme deadpan and distrustful look at Veronica. "How can i be in any relation to you??? Life is really unfair." She vanishes slowly.
"I love you too, little sister. I will do what you did not do. Our purpose in coming to America." Veronica's eyes shines with determination and hope.
"Whatever. Look after John. He is the sweetest." Esme's fleeting words as she fully vanishes like a smoke.
"You have the brains, you should know we love our John." Veronica stood on the highest peak of Angels Gate overlooking the magnificent Grand Canyon Valley.
"Mission comes first, little sister. If not...i wont be in control of our body..." Veronica taps her finger and the suitcase floats.
"Poor Johny boy....Esme made it too easy...let me make him work our love. See if he is worthy." A sinister laughter followed. Pure evil.