𝒊𝒊𝒊. we all fall down ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ❛ daphne monroe 𝒙 kiara carrera ❜
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❝ I get so lonely I forget what I'm worth. We get so lonely we pretend that this works. ❞ - drew barrymore,, sza
(season 1 episode 1)
word count; 2,800+
EYES WIDENING, DAPHNE'S FOOT twists awkwardly, shooting a spark of pain through her ankle and since she had just lifted her other foot up, she slips right off of the roof. JJ isn't prepared for her to fall, and can't tighten his grip in time. Daphne slides down the little bit of roof, head slamming hard against the rough paneling. It cuts into her cheek and her breath catches as she feels her body slowly begin hanging in open air. Desperately, she grabs at the edge of the roofing, and dangles for a few seconds like that, but the roof shingles stick out awkwardly, and she loses her grip.
The fall isn't very far. It's only a one story building, but when she lands on her back, it hurts all the same. Daphne's quite certain she blacks out for a few seconds, but colours begin to swim in her vision again and she hears voices whispering to her. Eyes blinking rapidly, Daphne lets out a low groan of pain, confusion and frustration all mixed into one.
"Okay, you're not dead, that's good," JJ whispers.
Reaching up, Daphne rubs her forehead, glancing to look over to where Pope and Kiara still await the group. "What are you guys doing?" Pope yells in a quiet whisper at the three of them, waving his arms in the air, as if they planned all of this to go south.
When all the pair receives back are some giggles, shushing motions and a smile with a thumbs up from Daphne, she can read Kiara's lips clear as day, saying, "Oh, my God."
Daphne lays her head back once more, letting her arm drop down. She doesn't feel as though she can move right away so she shuts her eyes and elects to wait for the boy's to come get her.
Then, of course, as if this could get any worse for their group, JJ accidentally knocks the gun out of his pocket. It lands with a loud clang on the metal bin beside Daphne, which echos, most likely because it's empty. Daphne's heart is in her throat at this point, and she can't force any words past her lips, let alone air. She freezes where she lays on the ground, hoping that the cops won't be able to see her.
"All clear," John B whispers down to Daphne. "Are you okay?"
