𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐄𝐋
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In which, a young girl who's one of two of the Beaulieu sisters meets a hip thrusting singer. her sister shows much interest in elvis, while sophia does not...
DONT BE CRUEL x elvis presley
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── WHAT DID YOU DO?!"Sophia alarmingly ran over to the large bed.
Elvis stood on the other side of the bed, Vernon and Dodger looking up at the small girl.
Priscilla lay motionless on Elvis' bed. Her breathing shallow and her face pale as a ghost - she looked dead. She lay perfectly still with hardly any sign of life.
"Priscilla..." Sophia reached for her sleeping sister. Nothing.
"Priscilla." She urged shaking her again but harder.
Her skin was cold against Sophia's. Her heart beat shallower and slower than usual, Sophia could feel the world moving slower the more she let her mind pace.
"Now baby..." Dodger layed a hand on Sophia's back, trying to guide her out away from Priscilla.
"Priscilla?!" Sophia refused to move and now shook Priscilla even harder.
"Sophia, it's no use. We've tried everything." Vernon blankly added, he sat on a chair opposite to her. His eyes lazily glancing at her while his nose turned up - looking at her as if she was a scorned child.
Elvis lowered his gaze onto Priscilla, his guts churned at the thoughts of the worst.
"What... what happened?"
Vernon shared a look with Elvis before responding.
"It don't matter, just everyone calm down and let the adults deal with this." Vernon motioned to the door.
"It does matter. She's my sister." Sophia's hands shook know running on pure adreniline.
What was she going to tell her parents? What if Priscilla didn't wake up?
They trusted her and know her sister lay motionless in a man's bed! What had she gotten herself into?!
"Sophia sweetheart..." Dodger soothed her hand up and down Sophia's back, "I think it's best if you let us help her and don't you worry she's fine. Just sleeping."
Sophia's hands quivered, she rubbed her eyes and let Dodger guide her to the door. Elvis walked close behind upon his fathers instructions to also leave. The silence sent chills all over Sophia's body, a cold worried sweat began to form.
