So after a long period of time, Amalia, slowly yet aggravatingly, attempted to drag me into the hollow abyss of the burgundy Viper's small passenger seat where I had come to lay like a porcelain doll. Then, strapping me up like a parcel ready to be throw in a royal mail van. I had come to the conclution that I had some clue on what she was doing: she was driving me somewhere, yeah. Somewhere. Though, I had not known a single clue where this 'adventurous' girl was taking me, this was because the passenger seat was laid so far back, I could only vividly see a minuscule amount of trees and small bushes.
This annoyed me, my body felt too heavy for me to arise from my grave but the yerning was too much for me to handle I attempted to raise a index finger, however, my motor neurons were not compromising with my stubborn brain. Instead, I pursued on to tackle my voice box, making an 'uggh' would've been enough, but no. I was still again, like a porcelain doll. Not fun.
I wasn't quite sure, what I could see since my vision was majorly hazy, it just so happened that mys my hay fever acting up heavily. I was not amused. Nor was a pleased. (Note 5: get heyfever tablets) Eventually, in time, the god like ball of gas named: 'the sun' was beaming down on my face like a burning laser beam, forcing me to quickly revert my timid multicoloured eyes away from the huge ball of gas in the vaccum of space. Yeah, ouch. Nevertheless, my hearing was perfectly fine, in fact, for some quirky odd reason my hearing was becoming more acute...?
I had a strong feeling it was to do with that guy when I blacked out in my dream. (yeah, best and most greatest description I know, tell me about it... which brings me to note 6: remember things.) I wish never to go down with that brute who ever the hell he was. I would be nothing but a slave. And a slave I shall never be! I have an amense high end earning job as a supernatural police gal about: $500 a day which pretty respectable in my case.
What else could I ask for? I guess I could as for much more than I all ready owned, but that would be spoiled and greedy, which I for one, was not.
The road seemed like an endless journey, at which point Amalia spoke; "Are you finally awake yet?" with a slight tone of curiousity, her eyes took a quick glance at my face to see if all was okay and not dead, though, I did not answer. She could tell I was fine to a certain extent.
Amalia kept her eyes on the road once she had a quick glance at me, I still had no real clue where she was taking me... Maybe to an asylum? I doubt it, unless she had some form of contact with curtain people?
Unanswered questions flew around my tiny brain like a tiny circuit board with a blown out light bulb at the end of it. I was though, thankfully enough to have at least my eyes moving.
Her face was empowered with a curious look in her eyes, I knew was concentrating, but something was clearly wrong... But what was it? Was it my eye colour?
No... It can't be... Unless Nikita had been doing cray' shit behind my back when I was sleeping. Speaking of which, I do kinda feel sorry for the mutt. Cuz well ,she HAS alcohol problems... I really should get her the doctors, but then there's a running the risk of her being caught as a wolf shifter, I guess I could just ban her from buying alcohol. I don't think that'll work though. She would just barge out the way and demand for more!
Ugh, smelly bitch. But... She s the only one who looks after me, so I dare not say much. For all I know she has spies that look out for me, or she had me micro chipped when I was six so she could never lose me? So many possibilities ran through my head. Like where am I going now, where was AMALIA TAKING ME? I'm so confused, I still can't figure out why I still can't move... Was Amalia a mage or which? I doubt it, she is a friend she would've told me so... What if... No, never mind, that would be silly...
-----a while later----
I had no idea how long it had been, again, but the deep blue sky had risen in contrast with the white crescent of the so called moon; king of the night sky. The sunny day had past its day, it had its time to have fun and play but now the burning ball of gas was sleeping on just one side of the world soon enough knowing that it would eventually come back again. Luckily, I could just about see Iran's belt. It was clearly seen in the beautiful nights sky with many other stars and constellations. I saw it as the cousins of the moon, seeing for its strength yet its beauty could not still not compare to the king of the nights sky.
Yet, there was one planet that I in particular loved, well and truly, that one to me was priceless; yet I am more fond of its blood orange tones from up close. It was that beauty that was named: 'Saturn', it was because when you tried to try to look at her clearly, which was impossible with out a telescope. Her colours showed me her ups and her downs. But any rate, I could see Saturn from here, I couldn't care any less. But, It was impossible to see any of her moons though, it was like those moons were her children and Saturn was the mother and she was protecting them dearly. But not so far that she would never see them again, always keeping them insight. To me, Saturn would be Neverland , too far to go yet so close to my heart in the kings sky. For now, the heavy feelings that I was experiencing earlier had disappeared, if not vanished... I attempted to move/twitch a finger nothing happened... Damn it!! Ugh- we finally had stopped Amalia had sighed quite suddenly, she unclipped the seat belt of the burgundy car the proceeded to twist her legs around to exits the soft leather seats.
