Overwhelming Anxiety

Jonathan Pike?

I woke up, gasping for air.

As I sat up I looked at the familiar female who was crouched on all fours next to me, bandaging me up.

"Morning SleepyHead~" The familiar purple-haired female whispered, wrapping the bandage around my torso.

I froze when I realized that I didn't have a shirt on, I was in nothing but my bra.

"Don't worry, I won't peek. Plus my eyesight is a bit shitty." She croaked, flashing me a thumbs up.

I looked down at the bandage wrap she was using, and riped the end off, sealing it.

I growled as I stood up from my bed, Sliding on a tank top and black long sleeve button up polo on, Sliding my shoes on.

The female watched in unison from my dresser as I slid a black beanie on.

"Where are you going?" she said, rather enjoying the view.

"Prison Visit." I sighed, sliding off my blood-soaked jean shorts and slipping on a
Fresh pair of black jeans.

"Jackass move, Your already on the news" She sighed, climbing across my ceiling and plopping herself onto my bed.

"Don't have a choice, I finally found who I've been looking for." I sighed, Lacing up my boots.

"It's not much, I'm just going to bail him out and frame him for suicide." I scoffed, slipping a bank card into my back pocket.

I froze up as she grabbed me by my cheeks, sinking her fingertips into my face.

"Chu~" She said kissing me.

That one second of bliss felt like my future.

"Gotta go-!" I said, Bolting towards the open window, jumping out of it, grabbing on hold of a branch and swinging from tree to tree.