YUA: ARGH!! People, please stop guessing! I won't reveal if anyone is
right, but for god's sake, please! Don't guess! Because if one of you get
it right, then the story is ruined! So please, people! Stop guessing! Argh!
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It's Always Darkest Before Dawn
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Chapter 7: The Last Piece
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"Y'know, that stuff really stings." I was now awake, and instantly had an instinct to rub my eyes. Although, I couldn't. My hands were being held firmly by my waist.
"What did you do, hold my hands until I woke up?" I opened my eyes, and Duplica was there, a wicked smile on her face.
"Sleeping dust. Knocks you out for at least forty five minutes. Have a nice nap?"
"Too bad I woke up." It felt sort of windy. I raise my head, and look down the length of my body. Good God! Where are my pants?! All I had on was my boxers!
"Comfy?" That wicked smile spread out farther on her face.
"If you wanna call it that." I try and pull my hands free, put all they do is squirm. I can fell a lump in my pocket, but can't really feel what it is...
"What do you see in Misty, anyway?"
"Well, for one, she's not a whore like you."
"Think what you like." She leans over me and claims my lips in a kiss. Man, she's pretty good. She forces her tongue past my lips, and I have an overwhelming urge to bite down...hard. But I really don't want to taste her blood in my mouth. Instead, I just "play along". She lets go of my right hand and moves her own hand up to my face, gently stroking her fingers through my hair. By now, I'm already kissing back, although I really shouldn't be. She lets go of my other hand and caresses my face, lightly running her hand down my side. I grab her sides and squeeze a little bit, pretending to hug her.
"Let's skip the foreplay, shall we?" She proceeded to unbutton my shirt, and ran her hands down my chest and to my waist. One of her hands snakes its way into my boxers.
CLICK.
She froze right there. My magnum was being shoved into her side, right where her kidney was.
"Get your hand out of my boxers. Right now." Her hand slowly came up, into plain view.
"Now get up." She swung her feet to the side, and got off of my body. Her feet touched the ground, and she stood up. I myself got up off the couch, and walked her to the door, my gun now pointing towards her chest.
RRRRIIIIINNNNNGGGGGG!!
Shit! Of all the times for the phone to be ringing!
RRRRIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGG!!
"Whatcha' going to do now, Ashy?"
"Come with me."
"What?"
"It's not that hard to understand. Follow me to the phone. Better yet, walk in front of me." She mumbles something darkly, and started walking to the stairs.
"Don't even try it. Get to the kitchen." She gives me a venomous look and walks to the kitchen, my magnum still trained on her.
RRRRIIIIINNNNNGGGGGG!!
I pick up the phone, keeping a close on her, my finger tense around the trigger.
"Hello?" Static. It's that...person again.
"Ash Ketchum."
"What the hell do you want?"
"Come and collect. It's over."
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!"
"Storage building 312. Come and collect. It's over. It's obvious." It's obvious? It must be...no! It can't be! Misty can't be dead! It can't be over! Fuck!
"I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL KILL YOU IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO!!" My face was red with anger, and the stranger hung up.
"Who was that?"
"I don't know. Now, c'mon! To the front door! Let's go! Move it!" I poked her in the ribs with the barrel of my gun.
"Ow! Ok, ok! Don't be so bossy!"
"You shouldn't be one to talk." I walked her to the front door, and opened it. It was cold out, and a little wet from the rain earlier.
"I see you again some time."
"Too bad." She winks, and I slam the door in her face. I grab my pants and put them on. I pick up my socks and shoes and put them on also. With one last thought, I take my jacket and head out for the building. Misty is...dead. Misty is dead.
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YUA: Oi! CLIFFHANGERS!! I can't seem to pull out of them! Jeez, it's even pissing me off! Anyway, the next chapters will not be cliffhangers! And for god's sake, you better be prepared to cry! ::wipes away tear:: Make the author cry just thinking about what's gonna happen...::sniff::
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It's Always Darkest Before Dawn
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Chapter 7: The Last Piece
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"Y'know, that stuff really stings." I was now awake, and instantly had an instinct to rub my eyes. Although, I couldn't. My hands were being held firmly by my waist.
"What did you do, hold my hands until I woke up?" I opened my eyes, and Duplica was there, a wicked smile on her face.
"Sleeping dust. Knocks you out for at least forty five minutes. Have a nice nap?"
"Too bad I woke up." It felt sort of windy. I raise my head, and look down the length of my body. Good God! Where are my pants?! All I had on was my boxers!
"Comfy?" That wicked smile spread out farther on her face.
"If you wanna call it that." I try and pull my hands free, put all they do is squirm. I can fell a lump in my pocket, but can't really feel what it is...
"What do you see in Misty, anyway?"
"Well, for one, she's not a whore like you."
"Think what you like." She leans over me and claims my lips in a kiss. Man, she's pretty good. She forces her tongue past my lips, and I have an overwhelming urge to bite down...hard. But I really don't want to taste her blood in my mouth. Instead, I just "play along". She lets go of my right hand and moves her own hand up to my face, gently stroking her fingers through my hair. By now, I'm already kissing back, although I really shouldn't be. She lets go of my other hand and caresses my face, lightly running her hand down my side. I grab her sides and squeeze a little bit, pretending to hug her.
"Let's skip the foreplay, shall we?" She proceeded to unbutton my shirt, and ran her hands down my chest and to my waist. One of her hands snakes its way into my boxers.
CLICK.
She froze right there. My magnum was being shoved into her side, right where her kidney was.
"Get your hand out of my boxers. Right now." Her hand slowly came up, into plain view.
"Now get up." She swung her feet to the side, and got off of my body. Her feet touched the ground, and she stood up. I myself got up off the couch, and walked her to the door, my gun now pointing towards her chest.
RRRRIIIIINNNNNGGGGGG!!
Shit! Of all the times for the phone to be ringing!
RRRRIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGG!!
"Whatcha' going to do now, Ashy?"
"Come with me."
"What?"
"It's not that hard to understand. Follow me to the phone. Better yet, walk in front of me." She mumbles something darkly, and started walking to the stairs.
"Don't even try it. Get to the kitchen." She gives me a venomous look and walks to the kitchen, my magnum still trained on her.
RRRRIIIIINNNNNGGGGGG!!
I pick up the phone, keeping a close on her, my finger tense around the trigger.
"Hello?" Static. It's that...person again.
"Ash Ketchum."
"What the hell do you want?"
"Come and collect. It's over."
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!"
"Storage building 312. Come and collect. It's over. It's obvious." It's obvious? It must be...no! It can't be! Misty can't be dead! It can't be over! Fuck!
"I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL KILL YOU IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO!!" My face was red with anger, and the stranger hung up.
"Who was that?"
"I don't know. Now, c'mon! To the front door! Let's go! Move it!" I poked her in the ribs with the barrel of my gun.
"Ow! Ok, ok! Don't be so bossy!"
"You shouldn't be one to talk." I walked her to the front door, and opened it. It was cold out, and a little wet from the rain earlier.
"I see you again some time."
"Too bad." She winks, and I slam the door in her face. I grab my pants and put them on. I pick up my socks and shoes and put them on also. With one last thought, I take my jacket and head out for the building. Misty is...dead. Misty is dead.
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YUA: Oi! CLIFFHANGERS!! I can't seem to pull out of them! Jeez, it's even pissing me off! Anyway, the next chapters will not be cliffhangers! And for god's sake, you better be prepared to cry! ::wipes away tear:: Make the author cry just thinking about what's gonna happen...::sniff::