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freesia - are you still friends with the person you considered your best friend two years ago?
❝— Sim, acho que cidades pequenas criam esse tipo de vínculo. Apesar que, preciso admitir, minha mudança criou um certa distância. Aren’t you? —❞
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PANIC FLOODS HER ENTIRE BODY, believing that this truly was the end. that her demise would be at the hand of whoever the hell was shoveling dirt onto her grave, they had been woking with novak. joan should have known better than to trust a word that fell from the starfucker’s lips. allie proved from day one that she was willing to do anything for revenge. suddenly the thumping of dirt being thrown atop of her stops & it is replaced with an engine. she pants once, realizing that the supply of oxygen was beginning to run out. no ! this couldn’t be it, she refused the bitter irony that the last thing she would see was bea smith’s face. hard quick punches are given to the wood that entraps her in what she can only assume is the ground, remaining calm the entire time until finally the surface starts to snap. dirt is now toppling in, taking one last breath before beginning what could only be described as clawing her way out of the earth.
WHEN SHE FINALLY BEGAN TO see what little light there was at this hour she began to gasp, coughing as her lungs worked hard to fill with air. she was almost out & that's what kept her going, she crawled half way out & laid down, hand coming to rest over her heart that's pounding extraordinarily fast. where was she ? where would she go ? the prison would be looking for her no doubt, she doesn't recall how long ago she went in the box. having lost track of time. carefully she rises up, head whipping around in panic a little too quickly & she begins to see stars. restrain your emotions is spoken clearly at the back of her mind, it's her father's voice. joan inhales deeply & closes her eyes, counting to five slowly before exhaling. she had to have her head on straight, needed to come up with a strategy. without really much thought her mind comes to a conclusion of who she could seek out for help. the one person who would show any type of emotion to her being put through this, vera.
FOLLOWING THE TIRE TRACKS OUT to the road she finally realizes where she is, & that is all she needs to know in order to make her way to vera's home. she sticks to the shadows, keeping away from the few people who would be out at this time. her face stays cast towards the ground & she pulls her hair around her face, despite being completely covered in dirt. it's a long walk, one that gives her time to begin to plot her revenge on whomever did this to her. once finally arriving at vera's house she slowly moves up to the front door, with her fist raised she pauses, what if vera didn't wish to help her ? though at this point there is no one else she could go to, so against her better judgement she knocks.
* @msbennett / 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 !
