"Are you going to tell me your name?" He asked.
"Loralli." I said, looking away.
James nodded, looking away as well.
"So is there a reason you got me in prison? I could be doing more important stuff then sitting in this shorty cell."
I chuckled. "Where are you from?" I asked, ignoring his question.
"You wouldn't know where it is."
"You'd be surprised." I replied.
Just then, I heard I heard a guard walk up the prison steps.
"Goodbye" I said, and started to turn around.
"Wait!" James said, reaching through the bars and grabbing my hand.
I stopped, my breath catching. His touch sent sparks up my arms, but, being the ass I am, yelled back, "Don't ever touch me again you ass!" I yanked my arm back and ran out if the prison tower through a hidden passage.
But even though I acted last led I hated him, I was longing for his touch, to assure me that everything was going to be okay, to have something to look forward to now a days.
But most of all, for some strange reason, I wanted James to be mine.
Mine.
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Death's Dark Angel
ActionShe can survive anything, and she has death's wings. She can live through anyone's death. But not somebody she knows. So when the day comes when her best friend kneels before her to die, she is broken beyond belief. Her life has just shattered. Bu...
