"Unlovable is quite the strong word for a fragile soul like you my darling."
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-IN WHICH , an schizophrenic && ptsd wielding ex-soldier going through grief is pushed on a mission by chris redfield, and along the way is taken by one group of vampir...
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CHAPTER SIX , PAGE SIX ☆
next page is a continuation (✧˖° means a continuation.)
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"What.?! I-"
"You're using my home correct." She cuts your voice off. You watch her. Your eyes narrowed. Seeing her amused smirk
"I can always ru-"
"Do you want to know where running got you .? A reserved spot in the basement ." She said. Taking a slow drink of wine again. When you saw it , you slightly shivered. You don't want to go back. It was bringing back the memories from 3 to 4 years ago oh to constantly
"Is that a challenge.?" You say. Thrill pulsed through your body while she had a small look of surprise. If this was any other human testing her like this. She would've sliced their head, immediately. But.. it's you, she doesn't know why.. she liked it coming from you.
She had a soft scoff, she rose from her chair.
"Go. Run." She said you watched her with 'you're joking right.?' Your eyes scanned over her face. She pointed towards the door. You moved an inch closer to the door.
When she nodded her head, You ran out the door. And you ran. Not even knowing where you were going, taking turns, just looking ahead and running. You slowed down when you felt like you ran far. Until you felt someone pick you up. Bridal style. Making you sigh.
"Of course." You say. She nods
"So if attempt escaping again, I will find you." She said
"And most likely... you'll get punished." She whispered. You pushed yourself away
You knew you were heating up in her arms
No.. she will — gah.?!
You crossed your arms
"Can you put me down?" You said. She looked at you, you must have sounded harsher than intended. Her eyes looked more serious
"I think you're forgetting your place." She said. You looked away.
"Put me down." You said again more clearly and slowly. Empathizing each word along.
"Maiden you are on-"
"Mother." You heard Daniela. Peaking over the lady's shoulder. Seeing her, she smiled you smiled back cheekily.
"Someone needs you on the phone," Daniela said. Her voice sounded more professional.
And lady Dimitrescu set you down on the ground again.
"Daniela will aid you in finding you a room." She said and you nodded. You were too tired to argue honestly, you felt exhausted.
