{{Unedited}} “No, mon amie,” Chamber’s sad voice was heard, whispered in Austin’s ear piece. Marielle was certain that the world had stopped spinning. There were images flooding her mind from the last five months layering on top of one another and jolting through her in waves. For a moment, no one said anything. The …
{{Unedited}} Now, I am the desert dry, and endless and you are the rain that turns me into the beautiful mud; the moldable clay. Make me as you want me, darling. Trap me with your love. I beg you. Give me my prison again. – Austin Rancor. *** Austin thanked Sabine …
{{Unedited}} The days seemed to melt together. Austin would get up, make food, and she’d barely eat. He forced her to drink, however. After the second week, she’d drink on her own, and was even moving around the apartment most days to shower by herself, dress herself, and sit on the couch, albeit mostly …
{{Unedited}} Marielle opened her eyes in the darkness and looked around. What had happened? She thought that she had seen light from somewhere. Maybe it was just in her dream. She rolled and started to doze, when it happened again and her eyes popped open once more to catch the tail end of a glittering …
{{Unedited}} Marielle was jerked into the middle of the room and she glanced around, counting five men. The one who’d pulled her in, a big guy with a cigarette between his lips, another with dark hair, thin beard, and mustache; he seemed to be the leader of this operation, a little guy with twitchy movements, …
{{Unedited}} When Marielle got to Valorant, everything felt distant, blurry, and wrong; like the world had tilted sideways. She’d taken a few extra minutes to sob in Austin’s shower, collected her things, and went to the kitchen, where fresh coffee was waiting for her. She cried more as she stirred in her cream and …
{{Unedited}} As Marielle walked back to her office, she jerked to a stop outside the door. Her tattoos shimmered in a wave sup her arms. Oh no… Vincent. She was unsure of what exactly was waiting for her on the other side of the door; having no idea what Vincent knew, or suspected. She …
{{Unedited}} At two in the morning, Marielle couldn’t sleep and meandered into the living room and back to her laptop. She glanced up at the list of names of people who were currently online. Jamie, Han, – the little symbol next to their names indicated that they were talking to one another – Kiritani, …
{{Unedited}} Vincent brought scrambled eggs and toast with a croissant and sliced strawberries to Marielle who was sitting on the couch watching the roaring fire. He set the plate in front of her on the coffee table and left, bringing her back a cup of coffee made the way she liked it. He’d already …
{{Unedited}} Liam looked across the table at everyone and sighed. Not a single person looked as if they wanted to be there, and the sadness that came through the faces that were either meeting his, or purposefully looking away caused his diminutive smile to crack, and fade to nothing. For this reason, he opened with, …