"Come in" I heard a muffled voice crack behind the door. I slowly turned the knob and walked in, "Y/N? What happened??" I asked her but she kept her face in her hands and refused to tell me what the problem was.
I grabbed her face and lifted her tear stained face. "Hey.. If it makes you feel any better...Ill tell you a secret?" I soothed, putting my index finger to my lips and smiled a bit at her; she looked at me for awhile and hesitantly nodded. "All of us have our own secrets. For example..." I thought about it for awhile, "Damien trusts Pinia the most out of all of us." I told her and she looked at me in disbelief but I smiled and nodded.
"O-okay.." she inhaled a bit; starting to calm down. "Wh-when I was younger..." she took a small breath, "M-my parents... my parents were dism-membered by a pyschotic killer who came into our house while I was at a friends house." She sighed. I looked at her in pity, "Listen, at least you fit in. When I first arrived; i doubted I fit in with anyone and so did Claire. But look at us now!" I smiled.
She turned and looked at me for a bit before hesitantly asking, "How do you guys get your nicknames and weapons?" She quietly mumbled. I chuckled a bit and explained; "She goes according to our personalities. Or..thats what I think at least." She wiped her tears and smiled a bit. "Can I go speak with her?" I nodded and brought her downstairs to the living room where everyone was. Claire glanced up at me for a brief moment.
"She wants to talk to you.." I whispered; she nodded and smiled towards her.
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