Hi, I'm Dei'Dream Monroe, A professional and certified Nurse Practitioner. Just a ordinary twenty-two year old girl trying to make it out in life for better or for worse. Love isn't really my thing which is why I don't tend to put my focus on that...
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At the party, everyone was enjoying themselves. Dream and Kylori were in their own world, while Malique and Xy'airah were engaged in their own conversations. The atmosphere was filled with laughter and music, but it was abruptly shattered when shots started firing from all corners. Panic spread like wildfire, and everyone became frantic, running for safety and causing a chaotic stampede.
Dream and Xy'airah, overwhelmed by fear, clung to each other, tears streaming down their faces. They worried that this might be their last moment alive, that their dreams of starting a family or achieving their goals would never come to fruition. Amid the chaos, Kylori and Malique tried to keep them calm, guiding them hastily towards the car.
Kylori quickly reached under the seat, pulling out two guns and handing one to each of them. "Pull this back, put your finger on the trigger, and aim it, then shoot," he instructed urgently. "Mi soon come." He kissed Dream's forehead before walking away with Malique, their faces set with determination.
Dream and Xy'airah sat in the car, clutching the guns with trembling hands. They held each other tightly, their tears mingling as they whispered words of comfort and hope, praying that Kylori and Malique would return safely. The sounds of gunfire and chaos outside seemed distant as they focused on each other, drawing strength from their bond.
Minutes felt like hours as they waited, every sound outside causing their hearts to race. The thought of losing their loved ones was unbearable, and they clung to the hope that Kylori and Malique would come back unscathed. The car felt like both a sanctuary and a prison, offering a fragile sense of safety while the world outside was engulfed in violence and fear.
Finally, the car door opened, and Kylori and Malique appeared, their faces grim but unharmed. Relief washed over Dream and Xy'airah as they were pulled into tight embraces, their fears momentarily allayed by the reassuring presence of their partners. The night had changed everything, but for now, they were together and alive, ready to face whatever came next.
Kylori's heart pounded as he and Malique moved through the chaos, scanning for any remaining threats. His mind was focused on one thing: getting back to Dream and Xy'airah safely. The sound of gunfire was deafening, and the sight of people scrambling for cover was a grim reminder of the danger they were in. He could only hope that the women were holding up as best as they could in the car.
Finally, the immediate threat seemed to subside. Kylori and Malique exchanged a quick glance, their silent agreement that it was time to return to the car. As they approached, Kylori could see Dream and Xy'airah's tear-streaked faces through the window, their eyes filled with a mixture of fear and relief.
Kylori opened the door and was immediately met with Dream's anxious gaze. She clung to him as he pulled her into a tight embrace, her body trembling against his. Xy'airah did the same with Malique, both women seeking comfort in the arms of their loved ones.
"Kylori, what happened? Why did this happen? Who were those people?" Dream's questions came in a rush, her voice wavering with fear and confusion.
Kylori took a deep breath, trying to steady himself before answering. He knew he needed to explain things in a way that would make sense to her, to help her understand the gravity of the situation without causing more panic.
