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//ooc: IF I GET ON FB, WILL LIN AND MEGAN COME? This would be easier to talk in a group chat to make plans asdfghj
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//ooc: IF I GET ON FB, WILL LIN AND MEGAN COME? This would be easier to talk in a group chat to make plans asdfghj
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//ooc: 2'S A CROWD, BUT 3'S A PARTY--!
She was clearing up some things and was carrying a box full with books when she heard a knock on the door. Carrying the box she walked over and open it but the figure that stood there was the last person she thought she would ever see there. The box fell from her grasp, hitting the floor. She stood there, eyes widen full with so many emotions. Tears fell as she shut them tightly and let her head dip down slightly. There was so much she wanted to say but all that came out, "You Idiot!"
The box fell, her eyes widened. This came as somewhat of a shock to him. He gave her a hug and kissed her forehead.
He really didn't mean to make her cry. Of course, he left for long periods of time that couldn't be avoided.Ā
"I promise to never leave again."
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"just bruned myslfef with the ovne tryign to meak oancakes gdi" - Isis"o h so isis jsutyehanevERMIND im juts gonan gooo" - DarkĀ
Calin likes em rough and tough and Xavior likes the fanged ones--
{ā }ā How the hell was he supposed to respond toĀ that!? āI beg your pardon!?ā Asha might be tough, but the girl seemed rather gentle, not anything on the rough side.
No comment. Just gonna stare, stare, staaare. A deep breath was drawn in, and in that same moment, his face turned red as an apple. How was Xavior supposed to even respond to that? Though now that he thinks on it, he has a crush on Siren and Ukaraā¦both vampires. āā¦Itās not so much the fangs as it is I like girls who can take control and who speak their mind, never beating around the bush and who are very cute in personality and I also like curves, donāt judge me," He mumbled quickly, hiding his face.
A black Rose and cracked Doll.
āŖ| Hot tears streamed down the young teenagers face, stinging her violet eyes as she clinched them shut in fear of looking at her father as he continued to yell at her. Her eyes soon snapped open though as a strong hand painfully gripped her chin and yanked her head up.
"Look at me when I am talking to you, Analyse!" Her father growled, causing her to sob harder, forcing her eyes to remain on his face. She hated that look, the look of hate, of disappointment, of disgust and anger. And it was all for her, sad as it seemed. Why didn't she get help? Many would ask. She still sees good in him, would be her answer.
Soon, a hand yanked at the locket around her neck, causing her to gasp. "D-don't break it, please!--" She begged, watching his hands clutch it tightly, anger boiling up inside of him.
"I told you...IĀ neverĀ want you wearing your mothers old jewelry!" He snapped, releasing the locket before his palm came in contact with the side of her face, a red bruise already forming within seconds.
At the hit, Willow's head jerked to the side from the force of it and she screamed before glaring up at him. "Mother would let me wear it if she was alive! You cannot forbid me to wear something because you do not wish to be reminded of my mother, your wife!" Before he could even raise his hand again, she pushed him aside and bolted to the door, not bothering to close it behind her as she ran out and down the streets as fast as she could, crying and gasping for air.
After running for miles, she finally collapsed in front of what looked like an abandoned manor and sobbed harder, curling into herself as she sat on her knees. "Why does he hate me!?" She asked herself, unaware of the older female just inside the manor, that wasn't actually abandoned.