..it was dark, and small. And- and it smelled like something was cooking? Something very unpleasant- the young woman stood up and looked around the pitch black, claustrophobic space- after a second of feeling around, the dark skinned girl found a way out of the small space, only to be greeted by a blinding light
She blinked for a minute, letting her eyes adjust to the room- the smell of cooking went away, and it was replaced with an even more foul scent, one that she knew all to well..and she looked down, there she was, 12 years old and almost completely nude. As she looked back up, she met the eyes of that family friend, the one who was staring down at her in a mix of lust and disgust- she was panicking, her breath going a bit to fast as she heard the man talk..but it wasn't his voice. It was..a girls?
And after a few shakes, she woke up, breathing a bit fast and looking down at her blankets, before she noticed the gentle touch on her shoulder..it was Lana, her roommate and girlfriend
".. Lana-? I-""Shh, it's o-okay, you were having another nightmare"
The White haired girl spoke in her soft Russian accent, her stutter coming out a small bit as she sat on the side of the bed"..oh no, I'm sorry, I didn't make any noise, right?"
The girl asked softly, although she was still calming down, her girlfriend being there helped, at least somewhat"Heh, no, b-but it is almost time for c-class, We have an early e-english course"
Ah. Right. College, the hell that she would put herself through in order to get a job.. ironic, she didn't even have an interest in English, in all honesty she was just rather good with words, and it didn't hurt that her parents wanted her in that course- although she did get to choose a minor all for herself, so art was a good choice"Ah, right, I completely forgot about that- I probably should have set my alarm for earlier.."
"Ah, n-no need to worry, it's a bit early a-anyway, I just had a.. f-feeling, so I came to check on y-you"
They didn't share a bed, Lana had talked about wanting to, but understood it made the curly haired girl uncomfortable, so she never really.. pushed the concept"Oh..pff- you've always had a weird sense for when I need help, huh?"
She did, weirdly enough- whenever something really heavy would happen to the dark-skined girl, the Russian would be there in a matter of minutes- if she knew where the former was, of course"Heh, h-hey, it's not b-bad, right?"
"No, love, it's not bad- just kind of funny is all"
She had an amused chuckle in her voice as she stood up, her girlfriend helping her off the bed"We still have an h-hour, you can get ready- t-theres some food on the c-counter when you're done"
The white haired girl smiled softly at her girlfriend..god, marama didn't deserve her..she really was an angel. And the dark-skined girl wasn't even close to that. Not in the slightest- she was rude, overly judgemental, an absolute idiot when it came to anything other than words and writing, she was scared and paranoid and constantly worrying and god Lana was probably only with her for her body, that was the only good part of her after all-
"M-mara? Are you o-okay??"Shit. She was in her mind to long- she has to stop doing that
"Ah- yeah, sorry love, I'll-...I'll get ready"
There was a heavy silence for a minute, Lana seemed to be examining the others expression
"...o-okay, if you're sure, I'll be waiting by the k-kitchen"The taller of the two left the room, and marama fell back on her bed- god, she wasn't even that upset, did she really have to worry the other when she was fine?-.. either way, it didn't matter anymore, she would just get ready and get the day over with
After that, the day seemed to fly by- it was the same as normal, walk to class, talk to her friends, laugh along with things, eat something, and go to bed..but today was different, she had..plans, today. Lana was out with lily and Lucy, they both met because of a mutual friend, petal..marama always thought that was a strange name, sure, he was a plant elemental, but wasn't petal a bit on the nose..? But that didn't matter, she was getting side tracked-
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a shit post that isn't a shit post anymore
Mystery / Thrillerthis is hell. it was an inside joke between me and a friend and then I actually wrote it. and it's a half serious story. I hate everything- but as an actual description of the story, marama ahi is a 22 year old college student who deals with major P...