Rowan Fricks (staghead) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2022-04-16 19:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, !trigger warning: bullying, [plot] antagonist, rowan fricks (staghead), wen kexing (scramordie), ~2022 april |
Who: Rowan Fricks & Open
What: Rowan is hiding out from Stinger
Where: Starbucks
When: Friday afternoon [Backdated]
Warnings: Medium for talks of death, nooses, and so on.
Status: Open, In progress
Rowan had been stupid, and she knew it, but she refused to let Stinger have power over her like he, Zoe, and thezoo did back home. This wasn’t back home, this was a different town, and yet, he was still having his stupid fun with her. Rowan knew she probably should’ve called Allison or any of her friends, but she hadn’t since she didn’t want them involved. Also, she didn’t think Stinger would come at her head on. Stinger had always been more into using his empties, or whatever the hell they called themselves, rather than doing the dirty work himself. Choosing to use computers and technology to ruin her and her friends. She knew it was him from the video, noticing the limp. Unless it was someone new to thezoo, then he was the only possible person after she shot him in the leg to protect her friend.
Between the flowers and messages, along with the single noose left out back, which had sent shivers down her back, thinking back to what happened during her last trip home. Rowan didn’t want people watching over her or feeling they had to take time away from their own tasks to keep an eye on her. It was why she hadn’t messaged anyone when she went out early to get some projects done for classes at the library. When heading home around noon to get her stuff for her afternoon lecture, she could feel someone watching her. The feeling was one she’d never forget, but before she could take off running, she heard the sound of a shot, freezing her in place. The sound took her right back to Nicki’s party. How kids in school had taunted her, bullied her with noises that sounded like guns to torment her and laugh at her. It took her a moment to unfreeze, looking around to see Stinger a small distance away, smiling that stupid grin of his. Rowan knew it was her fault for all the trouble he caused, and now here he was having a fun time with noises from a damn phone to torment her.
Staring at him, she waited for any sign of movement from him, but instead she saw him glance at his phone to hit something, and the ding came to her phone. Of course, the asshole was using video editing tricks to toy with her, considering she had done it to thezoo. Only the editing skills were gruesome with it showing her death, or more precisely, what he probably wanted her death to be. "Can’t do anything without Zoe, huh? You won’t kill me because she wanted to do it, and you’d never want to disappoint the girlfriend." Rowan hoped that she was correct about the twisted relationship between those two. If not, then she was probably pissing him off, and that was not something she needed. She turned and headed in the opposite direction of where she had to go. Heading for a safe space just in case she had managed to piss him off enough to get a reaction. Slipping into Starbucks, she ordered herself a drink, then took a seat with her drink. Her eyes were glued to the door just in case he had followed her and knew where she was. She had her phone in her hand in case she had to call someone so they could hear anything that went down or come get her.