Darling 80

-7-

 ~ Adrienne ~

Eyes droopy, hair a mess and tears stained. Inhaling sharply, I let my chin rest on Jakob's head. His hair dusted over his eyes and was clearly due a cut, but I couldn't let that happen. The brown strands resembled Billie, the un-dyed, natural Billie. The real one. 

" Ma'am " Armstrong grinned, bumping his hips my way in a feminine manner before taking my hand, fingers grazing as he pulls my up the hill. Giggling, I carelessly follow, my new red dress  shredded at the ends by the surrounding thorns. Then, his frame disappeared into a bush. 

" Billie Joe? " I question, hues inquisitive as I follow, wincing as I drag myself through. There he was, perched like a bird on the rail road track. " Home. " He said simply, and meeting his smile with my own, I take a seat next to him. Before I knew it, his rough finger tips brushed on my chin, tickling my jaw every so slightly. Billie brought my lips to his, and soon we were captured in our love.

Yanking myself into the harsh reality, Jakob's eyes were my way. I force a giggle as he rubs his cheek to my arm. " Kitty Jakey. " I whisper, my eyes wet with tears as I press I kiss on his hair. 

~ Mike ~

" Pretty. So so pretty. " I whisper as I brush my fingers through the hair of my victim. A tall man. Jet black hair. Sharp features. Bringing my maw to his ear, I nip at the lobe, tugging slightly until the taste of iron tickled at my tongue. " Mmmm. Wouldn't you be a good little toy? Such a pretty doll " I murmur, pressing my lips together as I toy with the sire, tugging at the bottom of his shirt before slipping my hands into his pants, his shadow trembling in my vision. 

Moaning, I pull my wet hands away which would soon be wetted by something far more precious. " Did you like, doll face? " I smirk as I take my knife, taking a diagonal angle and pressing in with all my force, my muscles rippling. " Good boy. "