𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚 - 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙮 (𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙧)
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tiffany rocked back and forth on the hard, rusted-blood painted floor, grunting as she scratches and nips at her neck, arms, hands, and legs.
"give her a dose of the second drug." instructed a man.
she fearfully looked up at the man, pleading silently with her low, bloodshot veiny eyes, her head visibly shaking vigorously. she was not able to speak.
the only sounds that escaped her mouth were her beseeching whimpers.
a worker for the man did what he was demanded, grabbed another syringe full of hydrofluoric acid, and stuck the needle in her skin. he pushed only a small bit of the chemical in her. however, that one push sent her body into unimaginable pain.
her eyes shot open, as bulging green veins began to rise in her hands, neck, and embonpoint areas. she began to seize, choking up foam and blood - her body desperately trying to get rid of the toxin that spread throughout her body, slowly burning away her internal insides.
"where is your daughter, tiffany?" the man questioned, with a stiff laugh. "and why were my men killed?"
tiffany gasped, attempting desperately to speak.
"huh?" the man cupped the back of his left ear. "i can't hear you tiffany, what was that again?"
tiffany threw up blood, and black unmentionables. "sh. . ." she coughed, forcing the words out. "escape."
was the only word she could get out before she passed out.
the man kicked tiffany roughly in her back to wake her up, however, she was too out of shape to wake up.
the man deeply sighed, fixing the buttons on his black, collared shirt. "give her the antidote, and when she's up immediately take her to find her daughter."
"i have to postpone the auction, and this particular guy desperately wants the girl. we can't waste any more time!"
"or else your blood will be spilled next."
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"hi! how're ya'?" narnia spoke, with a tight-lined smile, squinted eyes, her nostrils flared, and her head slightly tilted to the side, to dave.
"aht! back it up, back it up, back it up. do you have a wristband?" she held her a random card, swinging it in dave's face, blocking him from the bathroom door.
"huh? no—"
"well, you can't get in. you need a wristband," narnia repeated, swinging the card back in his face.
"narnia, i gotta pee—"
"no, i'm not gonna mess with you for the free! i don't even know you!" narnia placed her hands in the pockets of her huge jacket, dave lent her, and pulled her shoulders all the way towards her ears.
"narnia—"
"you're wearing crocs, LEAVE!"
"girl, if you don't—" dave lightly pushed narnia's head out the way, and walked into the bathroom.
narnia laughed, half-limping back to her seat. she sighed, looking out the huge plane. she couldn't believe the skies she witnessed, and how the clouds were so close — she wanted nothing else but to lay on them.
a few moments passed by, and dave came out of the bathroom, drying his hands.
narnia was so caught up in the sight, she didn't hear dave come back.
dave watched narnia for a moment, mesmerized by her. even with the bruises and scratches that painted her pretty brown skin.
he shook his head, coming out of his thoughts, and walked over towards her. "wassup kid, you good?" he asked, as he sat down in front of her.
narnia slowly turned her head towards dave, not wanting the sight to slip away from her. "yeah," she smiled, before looking back. ". . . i've never seen anything like it, the view."
narnia half-smiled. "it was always the same sceneries back in chicago."
"you know? the smog, gum-stained concretes, iced-over windows, run-down restaurants. my bricked up back yard."
"i used to think airplanes could take me away."
"i used to get so excited when an airplane would fly close by me, stupid right?" narnia laughed, smiling with no emotion.
dave had plenty to say, but not one word came out of his mouth. so when narnia noticed he was silent, she averted her eyes toward him.
she had seen he had a slum look on his face. "what's wrong, love?"
dave shook his head as he looked away, keeping his mouth shut.
he didn't want to think about everything bad and wrong that has and had happened to narnia.
narnia sighed, twisting her lips. she knew exactly what he was thinking.
she slowly stood up, and walked towards dave, sitting on his legs.
she gently grabbed the side of his face, and turned it to hers. "dave?" her fingers grazed his lips. "i'm ok, now. i'm not dead, just a little tainted."
she sent him a reassuring smile. however, their eyes still hadn't met. so, she lowered her body a little and tilted her head up towards him.
she brushed his full eyebrows with her thumb.
dave picked up his eyes to look directly into narnia's.
he stared at her. and she stared right back.
dave's eyes dropped to her lips, then her neck, and back up to her pretty brown eyes.
what they didn't see was a couple butlers watching from afar.
they giggled quietly with each other, turning on soft r&b tunes from the old-school music that was playing.
". . . 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘷𝘪𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺."
narnia smiled looking around, confused on why dave was staring directly at her.
dave lightly pulled her face back in his view.
"𝘸𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘥. 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶."
"𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘸𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶."
dave slowly reached for narnia's exposed neck. he could immediately feel narnia's energy shifting.
her pulse began accelerating, she had no idea what to do. she had never been kissed before. but she had no desire to pull away. so, she allowed dave to wrap his huge hand around her neck, gently pulling her closer to him.
"𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦. . . 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦? 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦, 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦. 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪'𝘮 𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦."
dave's lips then connected with narnia's.
𝘪'𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘦. . . 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘤𝘦."
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