"Serena, do you know me?" The brunette enquired by lowering gradually her voice, timidly extending her hands to cup her pallid, slim face by cupping her cheeks as her long, elegant fingers trembled reluctantly. "Do you even remember me?" The strawberry-haired young lady recognized her old friend's voice, although she didn't peel a single word after her arrival with the former cop in the common room, whilst their surroundings which encircled them were in the lurking oblivion.
The dispersing scintillating sunrays crept through the big common room's windows, illuminating their faces by bathing the room in saturating light.
Serena was actually slightly older than her childhood friend with 2 months, besides she used to have a ringlet of strawberry tresses, cascading down her mid-back until her foster parents did atrocious, unbelievable things to her shortly before Serena's destiny was no longer lit up in the face of the light and God, hence, her footsteps were tugged by the hand of the darkness as she was already lost, horrified even fated to be jailed with lunatics, sharing similar fate as hers for the rest of their days to rot in a place. Place, where the authorities have determined their fate to be depending of their morals and decisions which are considered unsacred at all. Furthermore, the other young woman possessed chocolate brown eyes as one of her eyelids was sewed, in fact, her adoptive father had spilled sulfuric acid when she was at age 17, factly, she attempted to evade his vicious claws to being sexually abused though the sulfuric acid was her retribution. Even more, her body was covered in light tinted bruises from her calves up to her frail arms, because of her abusive foster parents who threw her away in the hellhole to being agonized in mortification, besides she's in Briarcliff because she killed her abusive foster father in self-defense for the attempted rape.
"Odette, is that ya?" Serena posed the question in tearful voice as she pawed her childhood friend's feminine shoulders, meeting her hazelish-brown eyes as the both women couldn't help but sobbing altogether as tears incessantly were rolling down their porcelain, milky cheeks as their sobs escalated up to blubbers, earning some of the inqusitive patients' attention by gawking emotionlessly, idly the both females, who were expressing their own sorrow. In the interval, Frank was watching the both women comforting one another and their reunion ages later as he couldn't repress a couple of crystal tears, gushing down as he sniveled inwardly by wiping them with a thumb as his heart molted and ached in the same time. It molted because he was content the old friend united together all over again, whilst on other hand his heart ached, due to the fact Serena didn't seem the same girl Odette knew when they used to be orphans. "What they did to you too?" The strawberry-haired orphan resumed her utterance by significantly lowering her voice as it was solely audible for them unlike the other inmates as the gramophone music which played the French song Dominique, sailed in the background and rang in their ears.
The image which Serena beheld of her childhood friend dismayed her for seeing her years later especially in such despaired condition. The ringlet of unkempt, lost its glossiness chestnut strands, descending her mid-back. The ordinary, hideous stone blue gown with short sleeves and round neckline as its hem dropped down to her round, perfectly shaped knees. The naturally tone of her palish skin even lack of splendor engrossed its apprehension, emanating in her heart, mind and body. Stench of tobaccos taunted her sensitive, powerless nostrils as they weren't left behind in the limbo.
"They falsely accused me in something which I've never done. One of the security guards who I ordered a martini after Elsa's evening show, I drank from the alcoholic beverage as I was senseless, losing control over my body and another security guard of the bar tried to rape me by dragging me to his room until Elsa rescued me and I was actually doped, barely realizing what was inside my poison." The brunette took a deep breath by clearing her throat seconds before commencing with her monologue about the night before her formal arrest and being transported in Boston, whilst the security guard and Serena listened attentively, assimilating each word she has mentioned up to this moment. "Therefore Elsa took me at my apartment and on the next morning, I woke up as the cops were on the front door and they were like I'm arrested for violent clash with one of the fans under drug's influence. And hence, look at me! I'm here since my goose was cooked. I mean, these days." She kept on by caressing her childhood friend's cheeks as her thumbs kneaded its subtle flesh by wiping the tears of her tear-stained, juvenile complexion. When Odette finished her monologue, she swallowed a solid gulp in her throat by pursing her rosy-coloured, plump lips.

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Orphan in Limbo
RomanceThe eighteen-year-old orphan, Odette Beatrix Martin Howard, was known for her talent for singing, in order to numb the pain of her past, where she emerged from the demon's ruins to improve herself as a person. One day, she's committed as a patient i...