Picture of the mask above ^^^
~Clarissa pov~I stand in front of the mirror, I sigh not much more that I can do.
I see myself standing at only 5'2" black bouncing curls, green eyes, that when sunlight hit they were gold.
Being a few pounds over curvy although, bargaining with a C cup.
The shrill beeping of an alarm goes off, telling me its 7:30.
I glance a last time in the mirror, wearing a navy dress, dark against my pale skin, hitting mid thigh, and black pumps. My hair is loose, few curls framing my face.
Grabbing my small silver purse I head out locking the door as I go.*At church*
I sigh 30 min into church, I'm bored.
I don't know why I kept the tradition to go to church, my parents had passed and I was alone.
I never got into the ceremonies they seemed a bit tedious.
I look out the stained glass window,
Clouds swirl above in black , blue , and purples , like the beginnings of a bad bruise.
I hear thunderous roars echo through the church, I jump slightly.
The loud crackle outside, the furious rain, and the streaks of light across the sky.
The lights in the building go out.
The only light left was from the soft glow of the candle sticks, positioned among the wall.
Suddenly the exit door about 6ft away from me opens with a loud thump.
Rain pouring in.
A wild scream of the wind.
I watch as a pair of black boots moisten the dull carpet as a man emerges. He stands towering and confident, his face is unknown covered by a black feather and beaded mask. Platinum hair long enough to reach his mid back is braided over one shoulder, wearing all black. I see him smirk as people begin to shout at him from inside the church."Hello humans!" He shouts over the roar. "You and your silly beliefs" he says shaking his head.
"Oh how I wish I could stay and chat, but I'm looking for someone!" His voice boms through the church,
everyone seemingly suprised.Who does he think he is? Barging in a church, it makes my blood boil.
I stand to my feet "You have no opinion here, this is Christ ground, leave!" I yell over the violent roars of thunder.
He turns to me.
My heart aches.
Making his way over to me, till he stands about two heads higher than me.
"Well you made this easy for me" he says.I step back, glaring up at him, a mistake.
I got caught in bright amber eyes.
Trying to take another step back, my heart dropped as I realized I was paralyzed, unable to move.
My eyes go wide.His large pale hand comes towards me, I try to flinch away but I can't.
He places his rough hand on my cheek.It feels electrifying.
Burning almost.
I've never felt this sensation before, a static.
As if he himself has been struck by lightning and he was giving me the energy.He hums
Breaking eye contact I feel some relief flow through my body, as I pushed away from him.
Despite being in a church my language is not so hot.
"What the fuck are you doing to me!?" I yell furiously at him.
He grabs my wrist, pulling me to his chest. I breathe in sharply from the automatic energy.
He smirks "Language little one." he whispers in my ear.
I jerk away from him, but his fingers remain steadily on my wrist.
Just then one of the pastors came up behind him "Unhand that young lady!" Shouts the pastor.
The man turns slowly, locking eye contact, and suddenly the pastor just walks away leaving me.
He then begins to pull me toward the door, and out into the downpour of rain.
Soaking me instantly.
The cold consumed me.
Mud began to coat my feet as I was practically being dragged.
Screams in the church, people are running after us but couldn't go any farther than the door.
The stranger wraps his arms around me I could feel large muscles underneath a leather jacket.
I blushed scarlet.
"Oh how I've searched for you love." He kisses my cheek softly.
Everything is beginning to fade.My mind spins, seeping into blackness.
Emptiness.His mesmerizing eyes burn into my mind, before the dark consumes me his deep voice with words ringing in my ears
"I missed you, my little one.""I miss you too." I wisper into nothingness.
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Mated Pairs
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