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Princess? Insane! Smacked! "The Talk"!?! #5

AN:

I personally like what's been going on in the story. But that's the author's opinion and well it dosen't count as much as someone else's opinion. So if you do or you don't like what's happening in "SWIS,SBF" Speak up. I would love to hear what you have to say. But enough of this 'author's note.'

 Back to the story.

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After I explained she just looked completely dumbfounded. I didn't know what else to tell her but I sure as hell had a lot of questions for her. So I started with the most important to me in that moment.

I took a deep breath, let it out and said "How? How is it that she's trapped in there and can't get out?" She looked at me curiously. Why I have no bloody idea, so I asked her. "Aurora, why the curious look?"

She smiled and said "Out of all the questions" she paused and chuckled. "Out of all the questions you could possibly ask, you ask about this." she said while holding up the painting to my face and I don't know but I felt a sudden anger rise in me when she called the her an 'this'.

I could feel my anger rise but why over a silly painting I bought a while ago?

(She's not a 'silly painting' you asshole!) " What the hell?!" I looked around to see who had said that but found myself  looking at Aurora and the painting. The only two that were able to speak. Maybe I was just hearing things. Yeah, that's it. I'm just tired and stressed out.

While I was contemplating if I truly was just stressed out or delusional. I looked at Aurora who seemed completely out of it. She was just staring at the painting so intensely, it sent shivers down my spine.

What could she be doing? I've known Aurora since I was a little kid and I had never seen this stare. Aurora's normal eyes were this peaceful caramel hazel color but now they seemed so intense. They still had a bit of the caramel color in them but they also had a small circle around the pupil that was dark brown. Even though that was strange it's not what made me shiver. After the dark brown outline was a bigger outline. A blood red out line. It was so beyond this universe weird. 

Of all my coloring with little kids and using every crayon and marker known to man. I had never seen such a magnificent but terrifying color.

They were slowly moving. The dark brown  moving clockwise, the red was moving counter clock wise and that beautiful hazel that was once her only eye color, was now a mere background for the spectacle in front. I couldn't take the show that was happening in her eyes let alone the damn silence in the patio.

There wasn't even wind, nothing. It was such a different atmosphere then what I used  to. The cool chilly air was just stiff and the sun was already settling, never in my life had I experienced this. So I did the only thing I could think of  when people are spaced out. 

I waved my hands in her face, so close I could feel her warm breath and then shouted her name "Aurora!" She didn't do anything. So I shouted again "Aurora, snap the hell out of it! Your freaking me out woman!" then I flicked her on the fore head. Not the smartest think to do but she was freaking was seriously creeping me out with her weird ass moving, color changing eyes.

It took almost two minutes and she just looked up. "What the hell was that about?" I said to her and she just smiled.

What the hell? A smile. She's definitely insane. "Aurora! What the hell was that about? And do you now what was happening to your eyes! You looked like a fucking mutant or some weird shit like that."