Rose
Pain splintered through me as I hit the floor.
There had been gunshots.
Guns.
Had I been hit? I didn't know. Didn't know anything but the splintering light, the blaring echo in my ears. Hitting the floor.
Blake had dropped beside me. I could feel something warm and wet pressed against my hand. I tried to move, to feel. When I lifted my fingers, they were black.
My head reeled. I dropped the hand.
There was screaming. Noise.
From some faraway place, I heard someone's voice. "Ophelia? Ophelia, are you okay?"
I tried to open my eyes, to look at them. I hadn't even realised they'd closed. But when I did, the light was shining. It was too bright. Drowning me.
I let my eyes close again. I felt someone grip my hand. My black, wet hand.
"Ollie, I'm here."
I knew the voice. I tried to say her name, to tell her I was ok. But when I opened my mouth, no sound came out.
"I'm here."
And as I drifted further from reality, I couldn't tell if the sound I was hearing was a ringing in my ears, or if it was gunshots.
Then, I was enveloped by the darkness.
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Black Iris
Misterio / SuspensoFor so long, Guinevere West had been Blake Ivy's 'Iris.' His play thing. Nothing but a woman he could torment and manipulate when he felt like it. Then came her. Ophelia. His Rose. And suddenly, Gwen was more than just his pet. But Ophelia escape...
