A/N: First off, I want to apologize for taking so long to update again, I've had really bad writer's block plus I've been stressed with school. Thankfully, I think I've gotten past it and I'm super excited to keep updating. Hopefully it's still good. Also, please share ideas and any scenes you would like to see, as I feed off of these. Even like little dialogue prompts can help me plan the next chapter. All I need is a spark.
The next person up was Bitter sweet. She woke without Nightshade noticing. Her friend was sitting up against the side of the cave, gazing out into the sun rise. Slowly, so as to not wake her other gang members, she walked over to Nightshade and tapped her shoulder; Nightshade whipped around to face her.
'Morning, Nightshade.' Bittersweet signed, sitting down next to her.
'Hey, Bittersweet. How did you sleep?' Nightshade signed back, whispering as she did so.
'Good. You?'
'Could've been better.'
'Nightmares?'
Nightshade didn't answer, which led Bittersweet to assume she had guessed right.
'What about?' Bittersweet asked.
'Nothing.'
'Yeah, right.'
Nightshade glared halfheartedly at Bittersweet, but Bittersweet just smiled back, innocently. Nightshade had to grin.
'You're super cute.' She signed.
'Are you hitting on me?' Bittersweet signed with feigned surprise. Nightshade had been playfully hitting on her since the moment they met.
'Hard not to. You're so cute.' Nightshade signed with a crooked grin. Neither signed for a moment, then Nightshade signed more. 'You're too sweet to be in a gang, Bittersweet. You deserve better. You all do.'
'So do you, Nightshade.' Bittersweet insisted. 'And I'm not too sweet!'
Nightshade decided to ignore the last statement. 'No, I don't. I'm a murderer. People have told me.'
'If by "people", you mean Aloe, then that's a complicated situation.'
'No, it's not. I killed them both that's all there is to it.'
'You have a multiple personality disorder, Nightshade.'
'Don't defend me.' Bittersweet frowned and began to sing again but Nightshade cut her off. 'Start waking everyone, Bittersweet. We need to get going.'
Hurt, Bittersweet gave Nightshade one last look then got up.
'Bravo, you idiot.' Nightshade told herself. 'You pushed away the one person who wasn't afraid of you.'
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