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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Aug 8, 2018 18:48:41 GMT -5
"That child died with his mother. There is no good left in me."
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Post by ~Amber~ on Aug 8, 2018 18:50:33 GMT -5
She shook her head "I think hes just sad and doesnt see any hope anymore. Is that why your interested in me? Is it the hair"
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Aug 8, 2018 20:09:57 GMT -5
"You would be half right. Hope is dead." He replied though didn't reply regarding her hair and left the room
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Post by ~Amber~ on Aug 8, 2018 20:19:42 GMT -5
"Hey come back here I'm not done with you" she said getting up and going after him
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Aug 8, 2018 20:38:21 GMT -5
He had disappeared though his voice echoed around her.
"Go to bed before I decide to punish you for messing with my stuff."
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Post by ~Amber~ on Aug 8, 2018 20:39:50 GMT -5
"I dare you jerk!"she yelled
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Aug 8, 2018 20:59:05 GMT -5
He appeared before her and backed her into the wall, putting a hand on either side of her.
"What then? You said you weren't done with me."
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Post by ~Amber~ on Aug 9, 2018 4:45:48 GMT -5
She got a bit red but tried to shake it off ans stared him down "uh....well its rude to walk away when someone talking to you ans not answer a question "
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Aug 9, 2018 7:33:08 GMT -5
"Out of everything so far you are actually surprised by that?"
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Post by ~Amber~ on Aug 9, 2018 7:41:24 GMT -5
"No but I'm not going to be afraid of you like everyone else. Because I know deep down this isnt you and it's not what your mother wanted" she said watching him
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Aug 9, 2018 10:40:54 GMT -5
He growled as another sharp pain crossed his mind and punched the wall webbed cracks being left in its wake.
"Don't speak of her. Don't bring up those things again or I may just decide to get rid of you instead of keep you. "
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Post by ~Amber~ on Aug 9, 2018 14:13:55 GMT -5
She felt her eyes start watering and she looked down trying to contain her tears "s-sorry!" She managed to crack out before shoving the journal into his chest and running back into her room in tears
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Aug 9, 2018 19:01:54 GMT -5
He dropped the journals as though they had burned him and walked off, leaving them in the hall.
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Post by ~Amber~ on Aug 9, 2018 19:04:08 GMT -5
She sat on her bed wiping her tears, the thought of the fact that he could kill her without a second frightened her. Her hands were shaking and the tears qouldnt stop "I hate him" she cried throwing a pillow at the door in frustration
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Aug 9, 2018 19:15:37 GMT -5
A maid picked them up and knocked on the door before slowly opening it.
"These were outside your door." She stated while setting them on the dresser by the door.
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