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Post by Zoey on Dec 31, 2007 12:19:24 GMT -5
She growled at the irish man as he told her to stop. He blocked the elder what the hell! She yelled running to the door pounding on it No! She glared at the man as he called ehr a bitch Ya i am one so get the fuck out i don't need anyones help. She whispered as he ran back into the shadows. She had probably just ruined her chances again. Her anger had been controlling her. she pressed her ear against the stone but the voices were in murmers. She could hear Chad though, god he was coughing Chad! She called to him hitting on the stone wall hoping he would hear her. Fuck this was all her fault again. She could not find her knife and growled. Great now she would ahve to go back to that room and get another one. Ya thats exactly where she wanted to go...
She knocked on the opposite wall three times witing silently as it opened. She peeked around the corner hoping no one struck at her like that crazy irish man. She walked through but yelped as she tripped over something hard and not moving. She winced rubbing her head but then looked. Oh my god. Ian? She whispered slowly crawling over to him pulling off his hood. It was him. She put her hands on both sides of his face and let his head rest on her lap Fuck this is my fault as well! She cried stroking his cheek. He looked awful. She was hurting everyone because she cared for her brother and followed him Please forgive me Ian im sorry i did not mean to hurt you i aws only trying to help, and now look at what i have done. Chads dying and yoru hurt. I don't know what to do.. She didn't think he could hear her but so what. She needed to tell him that And i love you even if you don't love me. She whispered. Her neck and shoulder where cut. she knew that Ian didn't do it hard but the fact he did still hurt..
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Dec 31, 2007 12:39:43 GMT -5
Chad could hear her outside, and his hands trembled a bit, but restrained himself from saying anything. At least he knew she was alive. He didn't want to speak to her because it would kil lthe feelings that the elder had for this moment. He didn't want to distract the male's mind. He needed to keep the elder occupied. He let the knife trace the details of the man's chest and parted his cloak to reveal a thin, very pale toned torso. He let the knife trace the details of the six pack and wrapped his hands around the man's neck and forced him to the pole. He tied his arms and pulled the cloak away from his body. "Hope you like a little bondage." he said with a grin as his hand stroked the male's face.
"Fuck.... oh yess." the male hissed as Chad let the knife run down his body, causing blood to drip down his torso in long lines. He grinned slightly as he was pushed against the pole and tied to it. "Yes, do your worst." he said with a moan as he felt Chad's hands on his face.
"My worst? I don't know if you can handle that..." he said as he removed a bigger knife from the table and settled himself behind the male tied to the pole. He pressed their body close, but still kept his cloak on while he stayed behind the naked male. He let the blade trace along his thighs, watching his body tense as Chad teased the very tender area there could make a huge difference in the male's future. He traced the man hood of the male before him then stuck the knife into his torso a bit, and turned it around a bit, digging it deep in his skin. Deep moans escaped the male and blood spilled over Chad's hands as he dug it deeper. He left the knife in there, and got another one, which he allowed to cut deep into his arms. He found the suicide cut on the elder's arm and traced around it, not letting it kill the moment.
He growled quietly and struck out at her with some steel knuckles he wore, but missed horribly. "Don't touch me, International. I don't like you..." he said quietly as he turned away from her and shook his head as his hood was pulled off his face. "Who is that?" he asked, tones were soft and groggy as he looked back over at the figure that sat in the dim candle light. He pulled his hood off again and looked at her with bloodshot eyes. "Becky?" he asked with groggy tones again and looked at the figure, expecting an answer, and quick. |
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Post by Zoey on Dec 31, 2007 12:46:31 GMT -5
She dropped her head but her eyes shot open as he growled and punched at her with steel kickles she yelped once more jumping back when he missed horribly moving agasint the wall huggign her knees to her. International? Jesus that man was sick if he was touching her brother as well Im not international. She whispered as he slowly turned groggily and pulled off his hood. She nodded her vocie sweaking as she answered Yes. He looked awaful. God what had they doen to him. She could hear the elder in the next room and covered her ears. She was sick of begins strong and sicking up for herself. she wanted to go home and be comforted instead of hurt. She rubbedher bleeding shoulder looking at him I.. She didn't know what to say to him.
She should ahve escaped when he told her to but no. She had to try and be hero. Which she would never be. She would always be the one needing rescue. Tears brimmed her eyes as she stayed back from Ian. I won't touch you anymore im sorry i thought you were hurt. She whispered and hugged her knees tighter watching him as he looked at her. He seemed like a rocket ready to explode. She wondered if he was stillmad at her. He really did not see how this whole time she had been doing this for only him? And now Chad was dragged into it. God yep no matter how hard she wanted to think otherwise, it was all her fault. Her hair drapped over her bare shoulders. She didn't know where his jacket was. It was ripped from her a while back Im sorry.. She whimpered looking away
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Dec 31, 2007 13:02:30 GMT -5
He dropped his defensive hand and looked at her with sorry, bloodshot eyes. He didn't mean to swing at her like that. He very carefully made his way to her, using his hands and knees to move across the floor. He wasn't confident of hiw walkign abilities. The young, doped up male hoped that she wouldn't push him away as he moved closer to her. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have swung at you... I thought you were International." he said quietly as he sat next to her, his taller, cloak covered body contrasting her looks as she simply wore her udnerwear. He used the wall, and her shoulder to stand up as he carefully moved away from her again, and pulled a chair over to the wall. He grabbed a candle and pulled his long body up into a hole i nthe ceiling and after a moment of silence, he threw a cloak down at her. Then eased himself back out of the hole, being careful not to show anything that she wouldn't want to see which lurked under his cloak. He landed on the chair and he was very unsteady for a moment, but stepped onto the floor and moved the chair back.
"What are you sorry for? Sorry for being ignorant and not listening to me about escaping? Sorry for following me in the first place? Sorry for disturbing my secrets?" he asked the questions one after another, not giving her any chance to answer. Finally after a second he covered her mouth, not wanting her to answer him. "Don't answer those questions..." His eyes trailed to the cut on her shoulder and neck. He didn't speak of them, just carefully sat beside her, using her shoulder to steady his very groggy and unsteady body. He leaned against her a bit, before words came from him once more. "I'm sorry... if I wouldn't have so foolish as to do drugs in the first place you or Chad wouldn't be here..." he said quietly, and then silence came from him.
The moans and cries of pain kept coming from the elder as he shoved a knife further into his body and finally made him bleed enough to pass out. Chad's hands were stained with blood, as was his chest and there was splattered blood across his pale face. He pulled the hood over his face and knocked on the door. It opened and he ran down to the meeting room. He smiled from the shadows of the hood as he saw the two of them sitting in there. His bloody hands were pressed agaisnt the door frame to keep him standing and his exposed chest looked as though he were bleeding horribly. His body was tense, because he felt like he'd fall any minute. "So, are we ready to go or what? I am sick or this place..." he asked, keeping his face hidden since he couldn't really get the hood off. He fell to his knees, and made his way over, leaving bloody hand prints on the ground, as he coughed, and blood came from him. He spit slightly and got over to them. "Please say you're ready to leave... and Ian, you're coming with us if I have to carry you..." |
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Post by Zoey on Dec 31, 2007 13:24:36 GMT -5
She looked at him as he pulled off his hood. His eyes were really red. She tensed as he slwoly crawled over to her. She hissed a bit in pain as he used her shoulder to stand. What was he doing now? She rubbed her shoulder Its ok im used to it. She whisperd to his words and watched as he went grabbing a chair. What on earth was he doing. This all seemed not real for some reason. She felt as though she was in a bad dream and was bound to wake up in Chad's arms where he would comfort her sobbing mess of a self. She watched and jumped a bit as he tossed hsi claok down. She wrapped it around ehr shaky frame as he did something. She really could not tell waht but a candle was involved. Waht was he doing?
He stepped down and started accusing her. Guilt tore through her, but every time she went to explain he thoguht of another stab into her heart. When he stopped she was about to reply when he covered her mouth. She looked at him sadness in her eyes as he finally said don't answer and his eyes trailed her wounded body. She gulped as he let go and sighed looking as he sit beside her Ian- She was cut off by his words as he leaned agasint ehr saying if he had never done drugs none of them would be in here. He was right. He had been stupid and she was only trying to help. She took his hand gently and looked at him I just wished you would ahve seen earlier i was only trying to help, not invade on your private life..
She sighed letting go of his hand. They should probably get out of here. No sooner had that thought left her when Chad walked through. She gasped putting a hand to her mouth looking at him. He was covered in blood and his eyes wered hooded, well from what she could see of his face. She felt tears fall down her cheeks as he crawled over Oh Chad! She cried hugging him to her gently as he coughed up blood Were getting out of here, and i will be carrying my brother if he does not come. She looked at Ian then looekd at Chad. Waht had they done to him. He looked as if they had ripped papart his emotions and body. She gently stroked hsi cheek kising it before helping him stand. She was wobbily herself but the strongest Hwo do we get out? She looked at Ian..
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Dec 31, 2007 13:40:49 GMT -5
"I know, I'm sorry... but helping is harder then it seems. I'm just better with the drugs. Without them I'm horrible and mean. I don't like being mean to people. That’s not me..." he said quietly as she held his hand then let go with a sigh. He looked up as she gasped and seen Chad standing in the doorway. He fell to his knees and made his way over, asking if they were ready to go, then pleading if it was time to leave. He was quiet as Becky hugged him and said she would carry him.
He wrapped his arms around her as he finished spitting the blood out of his mouth, seeing as she was wearing a cloak too now, instead of showing off her body for all these freaks to see. He was covered in blood, almost as if he’d gone for a swim in a pool of blood. It was all over his chest and dripped down his lower torso. It was all over his hands, and it dripped from his mouth and down his chin from all his painful coughs. The blood had mostly dried on his back from his lashes earlier. He knew they were mostly dried because as he ran down here, one of the cuts split and started bleeding again because he moved wrong. "I will help you carry him. He's bigger then you." he said with a small smile as she kissed his cheek. He used her to help him stand as he was very sore. He didn't want to speak of what he'd gone through tonight.
"No one is going to carry me..." he spoke sharply in a defensive tone as he stood up. His hand gripped the wall for a little bit of support. "C'mon. This way..." he said quietly, adjusting the cloak so it hid his body completely and so the hood covered his face once more. "Chad, before we go yours so it hides you chest. Becky, yours needs to cover your face." he said, adjusting the one on Chad's body very carefully because he didn't want blood on his hands. Then very carefully, and almost hesitantly he fixed Becky's for her. Normally he would have been more then happy to help her, but now he was only hesitant. He turned away from them then and grabbed a candle from the wall. "C'mon, we can get out through the park..." he said quietly, not turning his gaze back to the two of them. He used the wall to keep himself steady as he led them through the dark tunnels.
He didn't want them to see how unsteady he really was on his own feet, but he couldn't hide it from them. He was drugged up, and had alcohol in his system as well. Customary for the brotherhood to have wine with dinner, and the combination of wine and coke didn't do him very well. |
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Post by Zoey on Dec 31, 2007 14:45:36 GMT -5
She looked at him tears streaming down her face Drugs does not make anything better. I want you to be yourself even if your angry allt he time at me. She smiled as chad wrapped his arms around her. Good god he looked like he was in a blood bath. His torso was cut and his hadns were jsut..blood. She kissed his forhead. As she helped him up she grinned. No one was carrying Ian, he could walk himself he was only saying that because she did not leave earlier because she wanted to save Ian. She gripped him gently and put his arm around ehr shoulder making her off blaance but she then gained it back Don't worry Ian we won't she said soflty looking around. Alright, now how did they get out?
She looked as he said to come this way and helped Chad over. She nodded but frowned as he said they needed to cover themselves. He quickly helped Chad then went to her. She looked at him sadly as he hesitantly put her hood up. She felt like he was a shamed of her. She sniffed her tears as he oepned a passageway. She pulled Cahd through with her, the cloak dragging behind ehr. The others where fine but she was at least a foot smaller than them. She watched as Ian stumbled and winced. He was drugged up. It was obvious. She didn't dare to touch him though. He may have said sorry but she was still a bit scared. Not of her brother, but her brother with drugs. She wanted her old one who loved her again. She didn'tknow if Ian loved her and it tored her apart. She ahd Chad and yes that made her soar, but with Ian not there she fell again. Her heart sunk as they walked through the tunnelleading to the park. Her elgs felt like rubber and she could fel the blood starting to soak her brothers cloak. She would not bring attention to hesrelf though. They were more damaged then her. Feeling a bit light headed, she shook her head and shuolders blinking back sleepiness. she had not slept in three days now and it was affecting her..
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Dec 31, 2007 15:27:52 GMT -5
"You alright?" Chad asked, looking at her with wondering eyes from underneath the hood of the cloak. He may have been sore and bleeding, but he wanted to make sure she was ok. She looked as if she was just tired, but he could never be sure. He didn't know what those men did to her, nor did she know what they did to him and he would rather keep it that way. It's quite embarrassing to think that he could fight that other male off, and he was forced to make a bargain that he didn't want. He would have rather taken all thirty of the lashes then taking that bargain. But alas, the past could not be changed and he had ten long cuts across his back, a sore body and many more cuts and blood drips all over his lean body.
Ian led them into a dark tunnel and gave Chad a cande to hold so they could see as well. It was dark, and this was kind of an uneven path to take, but the brothers don't usually use it, so it was the safest one to take. He continued to use the wall, his hands holding tightly so he didn't fall to the ground. He felt as though he was going to get sick, but he didn't want that right now. "There are foot holes and hand holes in this wall. When you reach the top, there is a hatch to open. turn the knob to the left and it will open." he said calmly, giving Chad or Becky the chance to go first. He needed to go last so he could lock it behind them.
Chad nodded, listening to the instructions. He would go first. He carefully let go of Becky, and found the holes that Ian spoke of. He put his hands in and climbed up the wall. |
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Post by Zoey on Dec 31, 2007 16:56:54 GMT -5
Her eyes looked at Chad as he asked if she was alright. She almost wanted to laugh. But she did not. Instead she remained quiet still holding his hand walking forward. It was to hard to explain how she felt right now. chad looked so guilty for some reason and that made her feel even worse. Everyone around he was keeping secrets, she just hoped that he was not one of them. she wanetd to get out. Her body was sore and aching and she felt disgusting from having so many people touching her again. Ian stopped in front of her and she looked at the wall in front of her listening as he spoke of how to get out. Becky nodded letting go of Chad as he obviously was going first. She would follow behind him then go .
She pulled Chad back and kissed him gently Be careful. She touched his cheek then elt him climb up. She looked behind her at Ian walking over to him taking his face in her hands. I forgive you. She whispered and kissed his cheek hesitantly then crawled up after Chad. She slipped once wincing as her fingers slid down the stone wall scraping them. She gripped the wall harder and climbed up finally. It was drafty and her tiny body shook from the cold and from the fear going through her. It was going to be a long cold walk home, she would ahve barely any clothing on and everyone was to weak to gain wamrth from eachother. Her teeth chattered as she pulled her cloak clsoer waiting for Chad to open the door..
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Dec 31, 2007 18:08:07 GMT -5
He smiled slightly as she pulled him back and kissed him. He leaned into her kiss then pulled it apart as she spoke. "I will, don't worry." he said with a small smile as her fingers touched the skin of his face. He turned away from her then and easily climbed up the wall, his long arms and legs making it easy to move up. He reached the top and looked abck down as Becky and Ian followed him. He turned the latch like Ian had said and the gust of fresh air was gladly met. the smell of blood had begun to make him light headed. The sun was beginning to rise and allowed them to see where they were. they were about in the middle of the park, so it would be like running from the front door to the street. It hadn't been too long, but long enough to make their already sore and tired bodies ache.
Her hands held his face as she spoke to him, and he looked at her from the shadow of his hood, a very slight, unnoticeable smile crossed his features as she kissed his cheek. He followed her up and when she slipped he spoke. "It's alright, I'm here if you fall." he said quietly, letting her know that he'd be able to catch her. He was close behind her and his body had grown tense when she slipped a bit, for he was ready to help her back up. He climbed out after Becky and dropped down to his knees to listen to the lock as he closed it. He listened for a certain click, and after several clicks were heard, one made him stop and pull away, knowing the door was locked again. He stood up very carefully, and tried to keep himself steady on his feet. there was no walls to hold onto as he walked now.
"Alright, we're almsot home now guys." Chad said quietly, the dim sunlight now was able to bring out the deepness to his cuts and showed the amount of blood that his cloak had absored. His hands were an awfully dark shade of red, and the blood went up to about the middle of his forearm on both his left and right. He pulled the hood down so he could adjust to the dim light outside. Across his face was more blood splatter and some had even been smeared. His blonde locks were messed up stil lfrom International's hold on him and his eyes were just as friendly and loving as they usually were. "You two need to get home so your parents aren't worried..." he said quietly. As he walked with Becky and made sure Ian was coming.
Sirens were sounding and lights filled the area and four police moved through the woods. "There you guys are! Your father called in was worried sick. We neeed to get you guys home, and clean you up." the male said as he looked at Chad. The young male shied away from the man's touch and the officer looked at him wonderingly. The third of the four men observed Ian, helping him to the police car. He set Ian down in the back seat and pulled the hood from his face, seeing the bloodshot eyes. He shook his head and used a light to see how far dilated they were. "What is this kid on?" he asked, looking to the other two, one looking to be his age and the other looking to be a bit older. Ian shook his head, as he was asked what he was on. "It's not a yes or no answer. What did you take?" the officer asked Ian again and still the male shook his head. |
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Post by Zoey on Jan 1, 2008 2:53:45 GMT -5
She was still afriad of heights and it was making her light headed. She looekd down at Ian as he said he would catch her. Her heart tightened and she nodded finding the strength to pull herself up. She gripped the wall as she heard Chad oepning it. Her body was aching.They were out. She faintly heard Ian adjusting the lock before she heard several clicks.Thank heavens. She felt Chad help her up and she lyed her head agasint his shoulder her eyes dropping. She was lightheaded from blood loss but she knew the others were worse off so she jsut kept walking.her way onto it shivering as she heard the latch open. Sunlight poured in on them and she shielded her eyes from the rays. light..it seemed so long ago since she had it. Sleepily she crawled away from Chad and started to strech out laying on the green grass taking deep breaths.
Her eyes looked up at him as he said they needed to get home. You are coming..I-I want to be with y-you. She murmered tripping on her feet as sirens started. She fell to her knees with exhaustion finally as men helped her brother and Chad. She fell back sighing. Her body ached and she felt sick. Gripping her stomach she winced as pain assailed her. No she was not going to draw attention to herself she tried to stand but instead used the police car to pull herself up but she fell onto her knees. She weakly looked at the men as they called wondering what her brother was on. She bit her lip watching as he shook his head. Oh God. She sighed i don't know but help him please, i don't w-want him suffering. She begged. Chad looked worse in the sunlight. She put her hand agasint the glass looking at him as he sat there love still in his eyes. Baby you look awful..and its all my fault. She cried finally and dropped her head balling her hand into a fist agaisnt the glass. Ian was drugged up, Chad was bleeding to death and she was cut up and battered shook. ....
[omg arg i was typing this and i went to change cloring and it like pasted half of it intot he middle of my writing so if it does not make sense sorry i tried to fix lol]
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Jan 1, 2008 3:30:43 GMT -5
"It's not your fault, please don't blame yourself." the male spoke in very quiet tones as he pulled her into the seat with him. He was bloody and more sore then he could have ever imagined, but he wanted her close to him. "Just don't blame yourself..." he said quietly, eyes becoming hidden behind heavy eyelids as his arms wrapped around her and held her close, as if he was never going to let her leave him again. He rested his heavy feeling head on her shoulder and the breaths that escaped his lungs were very slow and calming to listen to. His arms were tightly wrapped around her as he kept her against his body. He didn't care about the pain that he felt as she was pinned against his cuts, he just wanted her to be here with him as the loss of blood made him sleepy.
Ian moved the officer out of the way and leaned just outside to puke. The contents of his vomit showed that all he had within his stomach was the wine and the stomach acid. He hadn't eaten in some time and that meant the drugs he took had full affect on his body because there was no food to counter act the drugs and absorb some of the harmful chemicals that they held. He sat up again and felt much better, but he wasn't anywhere near to being clean.
He moved Ian into the back of the car and provided him a can in case he needed to puke again. He closed the door and the driver of the car took him back toward home. The officer walked toward the sleeping male and female that was held close to the bloody body of the young male. "Ma'am, do you want to go to the hospital with this young lad, or back home with your brother? He is in need of stitches so his deep cuts will stop bleeding. If you go to the hospital as well we can arrange to have a nurse look at yours and get them cleaned, but you will not need stitches." |
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Post by Zoey on Jan 1, 2008 3:52:07 GMT -5
She sniffedlooking at him sadly. But it was her fault. What if he died someday because of her. She would never forgive herself. His strong arms pulled her up and she lied agaisnt him. At fist she did not want to hurt him but hel pulled her clsoe and she rested her head on his chest. It felt so good she almost moaned from it. Her face made a sligh wince as she heard her brother puke. Hopefully that would help him a bit but she kenw he needed rest as well as all of them. Her hands gently wrapped around him. She felt his headon her shoulder a sigh of relaxtion leaving her. they did not have to fear..yet. They were safe right now but how long would it last this time? An hour. Her body shivered at the though.
Her eyes opened slowly and she gronaed looking at the officer. Her body was aching and she looked at Chad. She needed rest. Slowly she listened to his words. Go to the hospital. God she hated them, ever sicne last time but she did not want to leave Chad. She kised Chads neck gently easing upso she was only sitting on his lap I want you to get him the best mediacl attention at that hospital, Chad do you want me to go with you or stay with Ian? She said sleepily rubbing her eyes being careful not to hurt his wounds. She would not feel any better if she cause him any more pain. Deciding was too tough. If Chad needed her she would bear through the hospital and if Ian needed her she would go home. Argg.
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Jan 1, 2008 4:07:49 GMT -5
He moaned softly as she kissed his neck, the feeling of her lips to the skin was much better then anything he'd felt tonight. He longed to feel that again, but when he opened his eyes again he was staring into the face of the officer and he closed his mouth, not letting any more sounds of approval escape his lips. His arms stayed around her as she shifted into a sitting position instead of laying against him and he listened to her words. Fuck... he had to go to the hospital? Again? He hated that god damned place. It scared the shit out of him to be bluntly honest. "Go with your brother." he said sleepily as he kissed the skin of her neck. "I would love you to come with me, but for one I know you don't like being there, for two it's going to be super boring, for three you neeed to patch things up with you brother so this doesn't happen again and four..." he spoke softly, not really being able to think of another reason, but a small smile curled his lips. ".. I love you." he said quietly as he let his arms fall away from her body.
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Post by Zoey on Jan 1, 2008 14:04:12 GMT -5
Her eyes felt like they were going to stay shut permanently if she did not get any sleep. Her eyes growled at the officer but no words escpaed her mouth. No one liked going to the hospital. It was a well known fact. She let out a little sigh as he kissed her neck and she snappe her eyes open looking at him as he said. Her giggle wa contained as he said 3..4 reasons why she should stay Well the only good one is the fourth. She murmered kissing his lips before sighing and getting out..
A week later
She sat on her bed hugging her knees to her. Chad was back from the hospital today and she was anxious to see him. She hated being so far away from him. After that whole incident Ian was doing better but had not come to talk to her all week. She wondered if he was mad at her or he was trying to just ignore her so she would stay out of his life. She was in her lulu lemon pants and a white tanktop. Her hair was slightly burled with her bangs pulled up with bobbypins. She had a scar still going down her shoulder but the one on her neck was gone. Biting her lips she kept calling Chad's cell not understanding why he was not answering. Fear jumped through her and she threw her cell against the wall smashing it. She yelped running over cursing Damnit Chad please come home.. She whimpered sitting on her knees.
Nicky looked at hereslf in the mirror. She was getting older. Her body shivered as she pulled on a shirt and her jeans. She hated getting older. There was not much difference yet but she wasstarting to gain those extra lines. Her body was still lean and gorgeous but she was older. Nicky pulled her hair into a messy bun and walked out of the washroom sighing...
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