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"Arggh" i screeched, my torso flying out of bed, my trembling, dainty pale white hands clasped onto my long, greasy, jet black hair, tugging the thick strands violently. The door slammed open and a dark sillhoute bolted in, flicking on the light switch,
There stood Diel, in nothing but his pacman boxers, a worried expression was plastered on his sharp features, he panted, slowly walked towards me, his right hand extended, as he tried to comfort me,
"Get away from me, don't touch me" i snarled, Venom dripped heavily in my voice, shuffling away from his muscular frame
"Carmile" he softly muttered, hurt flashed in his pitch black, soulless eyes,
"Don't Carmile me, its Carmie and i hate you" i growled, throwing a soft, Navy blue cushion at his chest,
He caught it, perfectly, seconds before it was targeted to hit him, as soon as the pillow left my cluthes, he caught it, he moved so fast, almost unhumanlike,
I sat there, dumbfounded, as Diel smirked and used that opening to sweep me from the bed and cradle me baby like, "Rydell, she's up, everything's alright" Diel Called out, rocking my figure gently before placing me softly back onto the bed, i shuffled away from him once again, causing myself to fall off the bed and hit my pounding head on the hard, wooden floor, The thin, white nightie i had on collapsed over my head, revealing Black lace knickers, what the hell, i don't own lace panties, i can't even recall dressing into this nightgown,
"Ow" i grumbled, rubbing my hand against my sore head violently, while with the other hand i flattened out my gown, Diel snickered under his breath while Rydell jerked me back onto the bed, his fingernails pierced my skin, when the hell did he get here,
"You idiot Diel, you could have killed her.... hm why are you up this godamn early" Rydell yawned, annoyance danced im his Icy blue eyes,
"Get away from me, you murdered a little girl" i screamed in horror, slapping his hands away, scooting my body away from his.
"That was your fault" rydell sneered, grabbing my hair and twisting it into a knot,
"How is it my fault" i whinced, trying to break my hair free from his iron grip
"Because you didn't cooperate with us, if you followed our orders, she would still be alive today"" Diel piped in, raising his brown eyebrow in seriousness,
"I would have done anything you asked if you have let her go" i whinned, desperately trying to break free from Rydell's vicious grip, finally he let go, smoothing my hair down and pulling me into his lap
"But i did" he murmured into my ear, rubbing my stomach, what is with him and my stomach
"YOU KILLED HER" i bellowed, trying to prise his arms from around my waist,
"She is well was an american spy, im going to bed now" Diel explained, heading towards the exit, running his tanned, strong hand through his messy brown hair
"Ha really" i sarcastically scoffed, folding my pale, dainty arms across my curvy stomach
"Yes, we're one of the most dangerous and wanted gangs in the world, 'the Poison Flower'" Rydell hissed in my ear, his cool, citrus breath shivered down my spine
"The Poison flower" my heart skipped a beat, "no, no, NO" i cried, shaking my head, hoping this is all a dream,
"Yes, and you're lucky you're not dead" Rydell chuckled demonicaly in my ear, before setting me down onto the bed, and strutting towards the exit"Why did you kidnap me" i squeaked, curious, curling up in a tight ball on the bedsheets,
Rydell's hands were clenched together, his figure was still, "go to bed Carmile" he snarled, before storming out of the room, locking the wooden door behind him,
"IT'S CARMIE, YOU IDIOTIC ... STICK..THING.. PEANUT..IM BAD AT COMEBACKS BUT IT'S CARMIE" I called out after him, before snuggling under the duvet and humming my favourite songs till my eyelids fluttered closed, ensnaring my emarald irises.
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The Poison Flower
Подростковая литератураCarmie Follaway, a 17 year old from Bath, England was just dancing up a storm in the local club, waiting to finally meet her internet boyfriend of four years, untill a Group of young Russian teens spiked her drink, leaving her unconscious. When she...