This beautiful girl right here was no other than Anne Vyalitsyna.
The gorgeous Meredith Cruz at Bloodshed.
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Clara's point of view:
" You skipped classes, today, Clara? "
As I was sitting infront of the dark mirror at my incredibly dark room, I spun around to see my twin standing at the doorstep. She was intently staring at me. Her piercing blue eyes shows very deep emotions that I can't explain. I wept my tear-stained cheeks and tried to smile at her. But I my fake smile just turned into blank, emotionless smile. I knew Clarity saw that. She knows me too well.
" What are you doing here? It's almost 12am, for pete'sake. You have school tomorrow. Mom will kill me if she caught us talking at this time of night. "
I closed my watery tear-filled eyes as I heared her footsteps coming closer.
I immediately buried my face in my both palms. She can't see me in this weak condition.
I was born to be a fighter. I was a nerd in the past few years, sticks and stones couldn't even break me. I have few shares of fights in my whole years of existence. I've sufferred bloody real tortures. I've opened my eyes to know the real sense of living in this terribly foolish world. I'm a strong girl. I could never let simple bad dreams affect my own mind and focus. It's just a dream, dammit!
" I knew you well enough, Clara. "
" No, you don't. "
" I know it's because of dad. I can feel it. "
This time, I let my anger control my whole self again. I harshly stood up and grabbed my jacket. I grabbed the necklace on my bedside table and went off.
" Don't do this, Clara. The streets were dangerous. "
" I knew what dangerous means. You don't need to fucking tell me. "
I stormed out on the door and didn't mind Clarity calling after me.
The wind was blowing really hard. And times like this, all I see was dark, bloody places around me. And I hear voices ...
I just kept walking and walking until the darkness of the night slowly swallowed me.
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Detective Archer's point of view :
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Bloodshed
RomanceI am Clara Montgomery. A girl who never show smiles to anyone. A girl who spent 16 years of her existence under the disgusted eyes of almost anybody. A girl who lives in pure hatred, and loneliness and pain. I've wasted so much tears because of my...
