#amberferris

               AND   EVEN   THOUGH   SHE   HAD   ALREADY   SPOKEN   THOSE   WORDS,   THE   words   that   should   have   put   him   at   ease,   his   body   was   still   tense.   It   was   almost   as   if   he   didn’t   hear   her,   and   perhaps   maybe   he   just   needed   to   hear   them   again,   “   Please…   ”   it   was   so   quiet.   A   plea   of   forgiveness   and   of   shame.

                  INDEED   IT   WAS   A   LOT   OF   BLOOD,   AND   HE   HAD   to   stop   himself   from   licking   the   remainder   from   his   lips.   Instead,   the   back   of   his   hand   started   to   clean   away   what   still   resided   there.   After   all,   he   didn’t   want   it   to   dry,   “   I’m   fine,   ”   voice   quiet   as   he   looked   at   his   hands.   Stained.   The   dark   crimson   was   already   starting   to   dry.   How   could   he   even   explain   this?   Normally   he   would   ignore   such   questions,   walk   on,   get   on   his   bike,   and   ride   back   to   the   cave.   Yet,   her   genuine   worry   took   him   off   guard.   It   was   so…   human.   It   ached   whatever   left   of   a   soul   he   had,   “   It’s   not   on   my   jacket,   is   it?   ”   concern   flashed   in   his   eyes   as   he   looked   down   at   himself,   careful   while   he   moved   the   black   leather   around   with   his   hands.

               HE   SAT   WITH   HIS   HEAD   HUNG   LOW,   VISION   BLURRING   AS   he   thought   over   and   over   again.   He   was   exhausted   with   keeping   his   strength   up,   tired   of   pushing   himself   over   his   limits,   but   that   was   who   he   was   after   all.   He   was   a   monster   who   kept   coming   back   for   more.   A   monster   who   didn’t   know   a   healthy   amount   of   control.   What   did   Max   do   to   him?   Was   it   really   Max?   Maybe   this   was   truly   who   he   was   deep   inside.   Max   just   brought   it   out   to   play.   Dwayne   didn’t   know.   He   was   heavy   with   thought   that   weighed   him   down   to   the   lowest   pit.                   HIS   MIND   WAS   INTERRUPTED   BY   A   FAMILIAR   PRESENCES.   A   BREATH   drew   in   slowly   as   she   stepped   up   to   him.   Gentle   hands   took   his   face   and   slowly   tried   to   lift   it.   Dwayne   fought   it   for   a   second,   but   he   wasn’t   in   the   mood   to   fight   it.   His   black   curtains   parted   to   look   up   at   Amber.   She   cradled   his   face   gingerly   which   made   the   tension   within   Dwayne   cease.   The   vision   somewhat   cleared   as   he   felt   the   tears   crawl   down   his   cheeks.   He   felt   helpless,   and   he   was   sure   he   looked   it   too.   His   arms   then   raise   to   wrap   around   her   waist,   and   pull   her   in   closer.   He   moved   his   face   from   her   hands,   and   rested   his   forehead   on   her   stomach.   He   held   her   tightly,   not   even   daring   to   let   her   go.  

Wallaby… please you’re gonna make me cry. I’m honestly happy you enjoy him. When I first started I had ideas but I wasn’t so sure if they worked and made sense. It has completely changed with everyone I talked to which includes you! So I have a lot to thank to you! You and everyone else helped me build him and I’m so honored uwu

               THE   YOUTHFUL   VAMPIRE   TURNED   TO   FULLY   FACE   HER,   LIPS   CURLING,   “   Hey,   I   know   you.   You   hang   out   with   Dwayne,   don’t   you?   ”   her   smile   turned   into   a   knowing   one,   “   But,   really   I’m   not   too   worried.   I’m   seventeen.   I’ll   be   okay.   ”

" Sorry, didn't mean to startle you, " He sounded genuine, at least, " ...But you'll have better luck in the store two down. This place overcharges. "

' seriously , i'm fine . that just ---- happens sometimes . you don't need to freak out , and you definitely don't need to call anyone . ' look , she's wiped the blood from her nose onto the back of her arm , unaware of the awful red smear it left on her sweater ---- at least her face is almost good as new . ' see ? i'm fine . '

they  both  went  through  unspeakable  things.  physically,  they  went  through  them  together,  but  in  that  place,  chrissy  had  never  felt  more  alone.  she  offered  @amberferris​  a  polite  smile  that  didn’t  reach  her  eyes.  ( she  was  always  polite. )  “yeah,  i  would  like  that,”  she  agreed,  only  because  she  felt  like  it  was  the  right  thing  to  say.  the  truth  was,  she  didn’t  know  who  she  could  trust  anymore,  but  the  girl  she  shared  trauma  with  seemed  like  a  good  place  to  start.  she  opened  her  mouth,  only  to  close  it  again,  smashing  her  lips  to  the  side.  a  moment  passed  before  she  tried  again.  “do  you  ever  feel  . . .  different?”  she  asked  the  question  plaguing  her  mind  since  they  were  ‘rescued.’