Sorry… Too Much?

This story is actually based on the experiences of a close friend of mine recently so please show your love and support her because she's none too happy about it!

Love Bilbo XXX

It's been two weeks since that day, the ache has not fade not matter what I try but at least my nerves have cooled off since the incident, god that Prince was a perve. I didn't like it at all at least my best friend was there to keep me company throughout the next week, we've been close since we were born I swear there are pictures of us together throughout our lives. We are slightly different though me being your stereotypical blonde haired blue eyed girl next door, while my friend has brown hair at a dark chocolate sort of shade with eyes that were a cross of both silver and blue erring more on this side of silver. Her name is Tina.

We were both though a small build but this did not hinder either of us we merely showed our strength in other ways such as our never ending enthusiasm for life, or the fact that confidence practically rolled us in waves. Not only this we were also social people this is the reason we had such a varied group of friends that we loved as family, some of which new of my current problem this is how I ended up sat in my room on my beanbag because I had lost out in the fight for my bed on which Tina and Angel sat unlike the both of us Angel was a bit of a curvier person with long red hair that reaches her mid back, she didn't have glowing silver eyes but she did have quite bright blue ones.

So there I sat on my beanbag regaling my pals with my memories and recollections of that night, this story was to be faced with Angel having to cover Tina's mouth with her own hand all the while pulling some rather interesting disgusted faces but still I continued on. It was during this time that the dull ache that I had been experiencing as constant pain in my head was coming back, but worse and each minute it got progressively worse. After a while it became too much for me so I put my hands to the edge of my jaw and curl in on myself clutching at my jaw screeching like a banshee about the pain I was experiencing.

My friends flew to my side in the blink of an eye it was at this point I felt two sets of hands running across my head checking my temperature to across my back to sooth me. It was comforting until a pair of headlights swept across the landscape out front of my house, my blood ran cold. Why was I suddenly so afraid of what may come, but even as I asked myself this question a confident load knock upon my door was heard I wasn't able to even decide whether it should be me or not to answer the door as Angel and Tina charged down the stairs at break neck speed.

Upon opening the door they reviled a certain pervy prince…..

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