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Honey never had an outer body experience quite like this.
It had felt like she wasn't in control of her body. Rather, she was a mere bystander, observing the events transpiring around her without no interference. It was a pellicular sensation when she had came back to her body, clutching Nadia's throat while screaming a slew of obscenities. After being jumped at the hookah lounge, Honey was convinced that she was knew of the rush of rage, betrayal and adrenaline.
However, Honey should've waited to make such a declaration until this very moment.
Despite, the haywire of emotions she underwent.
There was only one that stood out.
Satisfaction.
Honey felt drunk on pure satisfaction at the damage she inflicted on Nadia. It was almost therapeutic. Honey understood why people resorted to violence. It was some of the best medicine she has ever had a dose of.
If it were up to her, she would have kept going..
But, clearly her sister had other plans because she grabbed a fistful of Honey's coat, roughly jerking her backwards. "Hey! I said stay back..forreal. Don't touch her. I got this." Blue barked out to someone behind Honey, before she diverted her attention to Honey, softening her tone. "Honey, let her go. I know you can hear me. Just come on..." She pleaded, her voice on the verge of desperation.
Just come on...
Honey froze completely, her fist raised in mid-air.
Just come on...
A sudden emergence of self control came together in small fragments to which she mentally grasped as her sister's pleas echoed in her altered state of mind.
Just come on...
Then, she sighed dejectedly as she released her death grip on Nadia's limp body, watching numbly as she collided onto the pavement with a resounding thump. Honey could hardly make out Nadia's features, but the rest of her body was surprisingly unscathed. "She sure knows how to arrive in style though. What a cute outfit..." Honey commented, aloud as she ignored the outraged and mystified voices of her family members in the background. She continued, her voice coated in patronizing disappointment. "..I would have enjoyed that moment much more had she remained awake. Poor thing." She flexed her bloody fingers, not registering the searing pain emanating from her hands.
