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ADIRA:;

you don't know how bad I wanted to say yes to this...

I watched as he simply nodded, his face clear of any doubting.

He wanted me over.

I chuckled.

"Your so sweet" I smiled looking him dead in his eyes, making him quickly look away. "Yea..." he replied, unsure of this whole situation, I myself was unsure of this situation.

Not because I didn't want him..

It's simply because I had a man's blood all over me.

I felt... almost dirty.

Standing here, in front of  him with another man's blood on me. It felt disrespectful towards him...

I huffed watching his body language for a minute, maybe a few.

His eyes wandered, looking everywhere but me. Trying to avoid my retched stare. His arms folded against each other as he searched for a sense of warmth. His body itself looked... uncomfortable.

When he finally met my eyes I smiled raising  one of my perfectly arched eyebrows.

I sighed, weighing out my options.

I knew he couldn't see the blood that stained my black dress and light hands, it was night after all.

The crappy streets lamps only showcased prominent facial features. The colours he was wearing were barely visible to me.

"You don't have to come if you don't want to ya know... I understand.. if like.. you feel, um, uncomfortable or anything" he stated.

I think we both knew that i was not the uncomfortable one here. I felt everything but.

Him on the other hand... i think that was all he felt at the moment...

I rolled my eyes, annoyance becoming present as I spoke.

"It's not that. Im just..." I bit my bottom lip, finally breaking eye contact trying to find a reasonable excuse.

"That stupid party... they had this red slime bucket, threw it all over the birthday girl... I was beside her so it kind of, splashed on me."

My face was void of any expression, watching his.

"I just... I feel kind of icky right now. Do you mind?"

"Do I mind if your dirty?" He questioned.

I nodded.

"Um. No?" He questioned once again.

I let out a raspy chuckle.

"Take me to your palace then, king"

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