Two Sides of One Coin

Take life with a Grain of Salt....

You know whenever life takes an unexpected turn in events, well that's where the coin comes into play. There's a side for heads and a side for tails, two sides of a coin, where one is for revealling the truth and the other a lie. That is how Gigi lived her life, by the coin. This young girl barely twenty years old has been surviving her sheer luck with her lucky coin. There has been some faults in the stars playing a hand into her Destiny, but that'll be explained at a later date. As of now, Gigi has been currently running from the hardships of battle, headstrong into the newest war. Gigi has been fighting all of this time just for one thing a shot to kill some Gods. She really doesn't have a side to choose from, right at this moment in time, she's neutral...ish.. Her flaws, erm her sins will gain the best of her, faults of the heart to what her Pa used to say.

"Those rotten to the core sins will get your ass killed one day Gigi, so keep y'er coin at hands reach and if something seems to good to be true, flip it high in the air and let y'er fate be known by the Gods up above and the Devils down below know that War is coming, it'll be the day on Earth where the Creatures takes control over the war." Gigi's father would continue to ramble on and on, that was the only thing within her life lessons that she will always remembered.

So now the daylight has fallen and the dark onyx curtain of nightfall has appeared within the vast sky.

This is where Gigi's coin comes into play...

"Take life with a grain of salt..Gig." She calmly mumbled underneath her break as she opened up a car door and pulled out her pocket knife whilst flipping her coin, it popped up into the air and it landed on tails.

"Well that's that. Sounds like I'm going to commit grand theft auto.....again." She smirked sadistically as she leaned down into the floor of the driver seat and yanked out some of the wires, scrapping the blade across her thumb and the wires, she twisted two of them together and climbed out of there rather quickly, plopped down into the cushion chair and took her same knife and  placed it into the ignition and gave a small turn and her foot went into the gas peddle, with a match grinding between her teeth, smirked as the car roared up loudly.

"Yeah!, haha baby!"

With the sounds of laughter pouring from her sadistically smirk, Gigi didn't even really check anything else about the almost stolen car, she pulled over the seat belt and turned on the radio and took off. She began flipping her coin between her fingers to ease her anxiety...Driving somewhat decent. Then without looking towards the left, a random ass truck came burling into her left side, flipping her across the highway, screams wailing as the car and herself were being tossed around like a ragdoll.

The truck driver smirked sheepishly.

Gigi held tight onto her coin and her steering wheel as the car tumbled onto its side... glass shattering everywhere, where the wreck was scary as hell, Luckily enough....Tons of blood falling from every hole there was. She was now knocked out cold, a total blackout, Screaming, tears, now turned into anger and rage. Slowly waking up, Gigi groaned as she came to, shaking her head while yawning and stretching out her arms, and legs. Living by the coin does have its advantages also. The only blood she noticed was minor cuts and slashes along her face and forearms. No broken bones and no calling card for Grim.

A small crowd of people came running up to the wreck and they just stood there, one guy leaned down and picked up a smashed up cell phone and touched the screen and dailed 911 to be helpful and during the entire crowd, he couldn't hear if there was either a dail tone or someone speaking.

"Hey operator, there was a wreck, a car wreck, tons of blood and glass everywhere. COME QUICK!!" He began yelling at the top of his lungs.

The crowd with their awes and oos, all disappeared from the location, when Gigi came to and glanced about her surroundings. Unbuckling herself, Gigi crawled through the car, scooting over onto the dashboard and she kicked her feet through the broken pieces of glass from the windshield and forced herself out.

A few moments later....coughing and huffing with groans erupted from a small bedroom within a small house, a small feline creature tucked himself along the blankets and pillows where his human laid. Quiet meows and soft purrs rose from the cat's head as he continued to cuddle with his human, Gigi.

Graceila Marie woke from in a frantic sweat just realizing that everything she endured was just a useless nightmare, wiping away the beads of sweat from her eyebrows she began huffing and coughing up specks of dirt and blood. Still laying there with her feet entangled in the sheets and blankets, she grumbled softly. "I'm alive!! Thank the goddess, I sworn i was a dead, it felt so real...almost too real."

Her cat glanced up and gave off a soft mew and turned his head back down into her stomach and went back to sleep as she continue mumbling about her nightmare to herself, as she stretched her arms upwards before giving her cat a shove to the head, pushing him off of her stomach, she felt a weird yet familliar rumbling, she woke up starving and parched. Hearing random noises, she kicked up her feet and began struggling with the dead weight feline that was still holding her halfway down sinking heavier into the mattress, Gig gave her cat a face shove and pushed him over onto her pillow, and continued to crawl out of her slumber.

Upon crawling and moving out and about from her bed, Gig's gown draped across her shoulders damn near showing off her breasts, just above the lining of her cleveage just midway centered of her aerolas. Slugging her feet across the shag like carpet that filled across her floors of her bedroom that was currently adjacent to the livingroom of her tiny apartment. The walls were filled with different types and styles of modern arcylics and oil paintings, along with random doodles that she drew on the walls with markers and interior paints from the one time her landlord told her to go ahead and give her apartment a splash of color due to her mentality, and the fact of the bareback walls were way to opague and way to transparent for her own taste.

After walking into the room of mismatched paintings and random doodles, she perched herself along the bar that stood between the livingroom and the kitchen, pulled out a cigarette from her pack and took ahold of her lighter and placed the cigarette between her half tacky filmed lips. During that one moment, the dire obscurity question, What's the real ordeal with Apashe, why is he still in prison, etc, etc, She didn't realize that she was the real cause of his sentencing.

"I know exactly what happened to Apashe, He fucked up and fell in love with a fool... a selfish, conniving creature like me, I know that I say that I love him...but do I really?" Mumbling amongst her breath, Gigi rolled her eyes as she lit her cigarette and took in a deep inhale then she exhaled the smoky contents along with a sigh and a snide chuckle.

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