Pandora's Sky

Chapter 16: Unison of Blood

A/N: Really I am very depressed and like old times. I will write. Writing is my life and with writing I will pour my life

A/N: Moreover, I have a job. A freelance writer whee... 11th dimension and other stories, I’ve taken the third step. Let’s rock

àShaylein:

 Author!... uhm.. Gambatte0

àThief

What a great past?

àShaylein

Leon ... Author is depressed we need to cheer him together.. Mou... Geez. 1 ... 2... 3.. GAMBATTE!!

àThief

What will words do with him?

àShaylein

Even though.. we can be much of help.. even a little

àThief

We reside in his mind. You know what he needs. We are not the perfect medicine for him. Just let him be

àShaylein

*pout* you’re mean! ... it is our time to

A/N: guys.. stop.. your making my story ugly

àShaylein

Both you and Leon are mean*walks away*

àThief

Bye.. I am going.!

A/N: by the way let’s start

The number of times we knew each other in the past is as important as we spent time together in the present and to the future

As my eyes drift far away, someone tap me at my back and drag me back to the reality of my life. that someone, I thought I’ve seen him somewhere. He wears a white polo and has black pants and he looks like a boss of a gang with matching tabako on his mouth. He really seems familiar... what if—

“Ahhh” I open my mouth but he stop me from doing so. I want to talk and asked if he is the owner of the house yet I can’t speak clearly due to his hand. Even though I heard something familiar to my ears though it is quite off

Footsteps

If I recall Rhaylein and Thief have gone out I don’t know where, but that must be a date. I am sure of it. Rhaylein likes Thief and she will do anything to steal my thief. And krud is out too so who might it be but so much for that. Rhaylein and thief is together alone.. in the dark  ... what if—

“Uhmmmmm” I shouted and struggle as my thoughts stargaze with lewd thoughts but he look at me in the eyes and put his finger to his mouth saying to shut up. I nod. I feel that I need to obey ... the moment I see his eyes. .. that eyes, he has the same eyes like Thief. A light that has been corrupted through the reality of the real world. A lifeless sight. A vision where only despair and hell are the images within those ocular lenses of the eyes. despite his eyes, he also smell familiar too. I wonder where did I smell this kind of scent. It is not something that gives the smell of the men rather a scent where –

*click*

Someone open the door, we ducked our way towards the bed.. OMG.. does this old man is here to – Kyaa... Thief help me. Someone will grab my virginity before you do moreover an old man. I am never being embarrassed throughout my life. How should I explain it to you?

“Thief, don’t be shocked ...I am pregnant”

Or what if like this

“Thief you’re a father now”