Yvaine turned back and tilted her head innocently, “Did you think I was flirting with you?”
Her playful smile suddenly vanished, as she stared past him, “Don’t turn around.”
Yvaine suddenly caught his wrist, her grip tightened slightly, “He found us!”
Dean’s smile disappeared, as the fear in her eyes looked real.
“Who found us?”
Dean instinctively glanced over his shoulder.
Before he could turn completely, a familiar voice came from behind him.
“Do you take her as your girlfriend?”
Yvaine’s frightened expression immediately disappeared.
She looked completely normal, “We didn’t agree on this line.”
Dean turned around to see Joey standing behind him with an innocent smile.
Joey lowered his hand, which was holding Yvaine’s satchel, with her engraved initials.
Yv.
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Joey then handed the bag over to Yvaine, “Sorry I got carried away.”
Yvaine accepted with a smile, “Thank you for this.”
Meanwhile, Dean stared at them, “…What the hell?” His expression slowly changed.
“You slid and held onto my arm, so you left your bag there on purpose?!”
Yvaine nodded.
Joey raised both hands, “I’m guilty, sir!”
Yvaine smiled sheepishly, “Technically we both were partners in crime, in adding some stupid drama to your life.”
Joey gave Yavine a high-five, “And I liked it.”
Dean’s expression darkened, “Do all of this seem to be a joke to you, Yvaine?”
Joey’s smile slowly faded, “Hey, take it easy on her, I was involved—”
Dean cut him off, “You will have your mouth closed for a second.” He turned to Yvaine.
She lowered her eyes, seeing disappointment for herself in Dean’s eyes.
“You thought pretending someone had found us was funny?” Dean continued, unable to stop himself, “You know what? Maybe I was stupid for trusting you this quickly.”
This sentence deepened the wound.
Dean’s anger was burning like fire, because of those recurring dreams, the recent incidents, Miley disappearing, Vinyl being arrested, and specially, when he had barely a good sleep, beside all this happening at once in a moment.
So when Yvaine suddenly said those things, he believed something dangerous was waiting for them, but rather than it was just a prank, which exploded all those fears out in a bad way!
Yvaine’s lips parted, but no words came. Find the original chapter at g.com.
“I never said I want your help on this!” His voice softened slightly, but the words became harsher.
“Sorry, but please don’t fuck around me.”
Yvaine stared at him.
Her eyes began to shine.
Before the tears could fall, she tightened her grip around her satchel, and turned around, as she walked away quickly, wiping the tears from her cheeks.
“Yvaine, wait,” Joey called softly, but she didn’t stop.
Then he turned toward Dean, “Dude… what the fuck?!”
Dean didn’t answer, while Joey sighed.
“She was just joking around a little. You didn’t have to be that rude.”
Dean’s expression didn’t soften, but there was already regret hiding behind his eyes.
Joey glanced in the direction Yvaine had gone, “You know what she was just trying to lighten the mood around. She called me this morning. Foolish her thought, you might be too stressed, and will refuse to take any help from us.”
Joey sighed, “But you? You did dirty to her pure intentions.”
Dean remained silent.
“You want me to lecture you more?” Joey walked past Dean.
“Go talk to her, and bring her back like she was before.”
Dean sighed, and then he looked inside the Art Exhibition Hall, where Yvaine had disappeared.
As Joey’s words got inside his mind, the anger started to fade.
Why was I mean to her?
What has gotten into me?
I have never acted like this with someone!
“Go,” Joey pointed towards the Art Exhibition to shoo him away in her direction.
Dean hesitated to take the first step, but then he started to walk towards Yvaine.
He walked across the opened doors.
His eyes quickly searched across the hall, and stopped when he spotted her.
Yvaine stood quietly in front of his submission.
Her back was facing him.
“Yvaine…”
She didn’t turn.
Dean swallowed before continuing, “A-about earlier, I–”
“This doodle.”
She interrupted her.
Dean stopped.
Yvaine pointed toward the right bottom of the canvas, “This one matches another doodle I saw this morning.”
Dean’s expression changed, “I never drew this doodle here.”
Yvaine turned towards him
Just then, Joey rushed into the hall, “What’s taking you both so long to reconcile?”
“Yvaine, forgive him for being a jerk back–,” Joey looked in between them, as his eyes fell on the canvas.
“Wait.”
He stepped closer, as his expression changed completely, “Those taxi numbers, you told us, it’s still there.”
Dean turned toward the canvas, “I told you, somebody drew on it.”
“But forget the number for a second,” Joey pointed toward that same small doodle.
“Did Miley draw on them? BUt how can she, she is missing.”
Dean looked at Yvaine and then at Joey, “Are you sure this doodle has a connection with Miley? Yvaine also saw something similar this morning, around campus.”
Joey immediately pulled out his phone.
He began scrolling rapidly through his social media, “It was somewhat near this.” Joey stopped scrolling, “Here.”
He turned the screen toward them.
It was a picture of Miley which had been uploaded almost a week ago.
The same doodle was visible in the background on her locker.
Dean’s eyes widened, “This gotta be fucking kidding.”
Joey shook his head, as he compared the doodle with the doodle on his phone, “Holy shit!”
Yvaine zoomed the screen, “I think this is connected to Miley somehow.”
Dean and Joey nodded.
“We should go and look into Miley’s locker!”
“But I think, shouldn’t we take this out of here?” Yvaine looked at each of them.
Joey nodded slowly, “Absolutely, either it’s just a nonsense prank by someone, or a clue relating to them! I agree with her, we should take this with us.”
Dean quietly said, “We need to talk to Professor Kote… before whoever drew this realizes we’ve found it.”