broken mirrors

~ feisty ~

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Waking up was always annoying for georgie sometimes she wished it never happened. Georgie let out a few tears imminently stopping. pain is weak.
your weak

She gripped onto the cold metal that had been around her neck since forever. She had always worn it. She never knew how she got it in the first place, but she knew it was special and never took it off. It was a dog tag of some sort. It was silver as you probably would've guessed, she always gripped it whenever she felt alone or struggled in general but she knew she had to get ahold of herself she was stronger than this she knew it. Or did she.

Looking up at the building where she encountered with those weird people it wasn't her best idea but she decided to sit there for a while to look at the city. The wind pushing her hair everywhere over her face she sat there staring at the floor. No one would even miss her if she ever did it. She had no purpose in life. Everyone she met thought she was a threat, monster, mistake. Anything bad in the world she was exactly that. No one loved her.

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After closing her eyes and rethinking her choices she went down to go sit at a cafe knowing she still had about $10 left enough for a small hot chocolate. Walking in she felt the warmth wash over her scarred body, she still had bruises and dried blood over her face and a cut lip but whatever she had worse.

"hi."
"hello how's your day?" The lady asked
"could've been better but could i please get a small hot chocolate."
"of course dear, that will be $5."
She handed the $10 bill getting 5 back not much but atleast she had something.

Sitting down at a booth at the back watching the door closely, just incase those people ever decided to form after her again especially now knowing her true self.

Thankfully they didn't and she finished her drink and left. Walking back in that freezing air made her blood run cold thinking of. Um we won't get into that just yet.

She looked down at her shoes realising she needed to do something about them they were falling apart by the minute and her feet were bleeding. She walked into a mall not so far away and carefully looked around the shop she needed to be in. She looked at her shoes black converse she thought and with that she took them and ran. The alarm beeping behind her. fuck fuck fuck she probably wasn't getting out of this one alive. She ran into a nearby bathroom and luckily no one had followed her. She put them on and dumped her old ones in the bathroom along with the box it came in. Phew. When she walked out she looked at the $5 and bought some spray paint. Knowing exactly what she was going to do with it she went up to that some apartment building and climbed up.

She started vandalising the walls in blue spray paint and she was so happy. She loved art she loved to draw always. If she was bored she'd draw it let time go faster and it was enjoyable. Except it was soon ruined when she spotted those same people from yesterday beneath her.
Almost catching a glimpse of her she was so going to the cops. Another cell. Just what she needed.

Looking down she made eye contact with the red head. Quickly ducking down she had realised she fucking blew her cover when she heard her scream.

"hey that's the girl from yesterday."
georgie run run run
but her body froze. She couldn't move. It was weird she had never felt this way. Usually her instinct would make her legs run without thinking. Well this time she wasn't thinking and jumped down somehow without breaking her body. how the fuck did i do that? She didn't think and started running again and these people were running faster than yesterday. With her knowledge she ran down the alleyways except they were smarter than yesterday and she bumped into one of them. i'm so dead.
She scratched her neck and let out a nervous laugh.

When the rest of them caught up the red head spoke.
"well get her."
The blonde one she bumped into grabbed her making her stand up straight and georgie was resisting she had always been stubborn and that's what always got her punished.
"let me go!"
She started kicking and trying her best to get out when they put cuffs on her and the man picked her up. fuck am i going back? no i cant.

"hey put me down!"
"she's a feisty one." The rich guy said.
The others nodded.
"i can hear you." After saying that she received a pair of eyes just rolling at her. Jeez these people were annoying. When she felt a prick on her neck. i'm definitely going back. someone help me please.

Her mind went fuzzy hearing voices but black spots were filling her vision making her go unconscious.

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Waking up she peeled her face off the cold metal. Blinking her eyes trying to make her vision clearer she noticed her hands were tied to a chair and there was that same red head across from her. Of course she was getting interrogated what did she expect from these people.

"отпусти меня"
(let me go)

Nat wasn't expecting her to know russian, well it might explain the powers she has but she didn't want to think about that right now.
"maybe if you talk."
"smart your not letting me go either way are you?"

Nat was taken by surprise she was smarter than she expected.
"listen things will go easier if you just talk to us."
"heads up not talking."

With a groan nat stood up and left her plan was to get someone else to ask her some questions but georgie had other plans.
She used her mind to break the security camera and then the ropes quickly untying herself.
She stood up took a chair and threw it at the glass shattering, a few alarms went off but georgie yawned before stepping out of the window walking away from the scene quickly but was soon met face to face with a tall blonde guy standing with a guy with an eyepatch.

"hey pirate i think im just gonna go thanks for having me."
"uh no." He blocked her but she grabbed his arm landing a punch in the face but the blonde guy grabbed her.
"just fucking let go of me."
She started kicking and punching but she soon had company. "oh fuck can my day get any worse."
"kid just answer the questions." someone said she really didn't know who.
"yeah i'm fucking good."
"language." the guy holding her said.
"okay have you ever thought about shutting the fuck up? no? well please do thank you."
"gee she's feisty."
Of course she was soon cut out to a needle again!
Soon she saw the same black spots and quickly fainted on the spot.

okay guys yeah this chapter lowkey sucks sorry! anyways enjoy!