7 Minutes In Heaven

bonez! the suspense is killing me!

i know! please post!!

SORRY!!

Naomi: "Here," he hands me the bag but I don't take it.
"What do you want from me?" my voice shakes.
Damien smiles again, breathing his musty breath onto my face.
Then he leans close and kisses me, pushing his slimy tongue between my lips and getting my mouth wet. This feels gross, wrong, I don't want this.
He back up, licking his lips, "And more."
Unease swirls in me. All this for drugs? Am I that desperate.
"Fine. Take me to the hideaway. I'm only staying an hour."
With that I leave to the secret place where Damien always hid, feeling horrible and wrong.

Rome: I reach over to tuck some hair behind her ear, dragging one finger against her cheek and dropping it quickly. She's got good, clear skin.
"Amber, right? What do you feel like doing?" I say smoothly, voice like a melting candle.
I see her staring out onto the water, watching the people. She looks at them with a sense of longing, it seems. Odd. Did she loose someone she loved?
Love. I don't think I'll ever understand that.
Lust. That, that is what I get.

Ally
I caught the kiss in the mirror and watch her go. The way she held herself afterwords, like she had just been crushed by a mountain. Abuseive. My breath comes shaky. The memories of Rome, his beating on Bekka. The look she had before she passed out.
I hardly knew this girl though. Just her name and the possibility she liked Katy Perry music.
No. I won't just sit here and let her carry herself that way. We were here to feel better. It wasn't a place for that, no matter if I hated it here. I'd hate it more if I just let stuff like that happen. I turn quickly, going after Naomi

Amber: Electricity flows from his finger to my body when he touches me, making me smile, but them I remember HIM and finish off the beer Rome gave me in one gulp.
I smile up at Rome and shrug. "It doesn't matter to me."

Naomi: Damien rushes us down a set of paths and I swear I hear someone behind me. I hope not, we'd be dead if we're caught.
He opens a door and the room is dark and cold and smells like beer. I am pushed in by him, and he slams the door shut. No one could have gotten in there. I'm pushed to the ground and I hear laughter.
There are more than just us in here. A lamp is clicked on.
There are four others. Damien, and four other men. Staring at me, sizing me up like a pig. Damien takes the baggie, dangling it in front of my eyes.
"You're not getting any of this."
A cold and hard reality suddenly becomes clear to me as the men get closer and closer. I'm going to be raped.

Rome: "We could head back to my place," I invite, sweeping closer to her and saying the words down her neck.
I take a risk by pushing my mouth against her ear, then pulling back. She seems stiff, something is making her uncomfortable
"Is there something wrong, Amber?"

Ally
I pause at the end of the coridor, watching them go in and rushing over to put my ear to the door. I take a breath, looking around for someone. There's some cold chill down my back that i hate. I'm still holding that breath, and no one is around. I close my eyes, try the handle but its locked. My eyes open and I know whatever is in there is bad. I breathe out, take another breath and scream. For anything. For Naomi and whoever's in there to come out or for some doctor to come and open this door and get her out of there.

Naomi: As soon as the scream starts the light is turned off.
The door is thrown open.
"Shut up, bitch!" Damien screams, and throw her in, slamming the door.
She lands beside me as the light is turned on. The circle of men regroup.
"Another one?" one asks, teeth shinning.
I turn and look. Alison.
One bends over and runs a hand up my shirt. I yelp and he clamps a hand over my mouth.
"Feisty, I like her," another says, obviously the leader.

Ally
"Shouldn't mess with a fucking rich kid with paranoid parents," i hiss past my teeth. Someone reaches out for me in the darkness and i grab their wrist, my nails biting into their skin with strength from adrenaline alone. I slam up on their elbow the wrong way and he's screeching in pain after a pop. Sounded more like a whip crack in my ears.
"I'm so sick of guys acting like fucking pigs!" I yell over it, turning to whoever was on top of Naomi and grabbing his neck. I refuse to let go. My grip tightens. I will not let this ass go until he regrets what he's done. To Naomi. To any other girl. I'm sick of it.
For once, I'm actually thankful for my parents. Stupid self defense lessons are paying off.

Amber: I smile as he gets closer and shook my head in response. "That sounds great."

lalala~

bonez please post

bonez, i see ya...can't hide from me O.O

are we still doing this chat?

yeah. Bonez's computer is weirding out so she said she wouldn't be on for a while, but this is...pending till then i suppose

okay just wondering.

bonez? are you really on or are you faking me out again....?

Just saying my laptop is (finally) almost back. I'm supposed to get it Friday night. Hope the chatting goes well! Miss you all

DX Friday's play stuffs, and so is saturday... but i shall sneak on! >.<

ok

Can't wait!

i can't wait until we can keep going with this chat! we stopped at such an interesting part!

Naomi: No, Ally, no, I want to say. But I'm silent.
The man on top of me stiffens. I see the gleam of his eyes in the darkness, and then the lids shut. My back tenses on the cold floor as his hand reaches in his pocket, chest wheezing for air, and pulls out a gun.
So does every other man in the room. The metal noises of them being loaded makes my blood run cold.
I want to ask how they got guns in here but I already know. Not all of these people are imprisoned here.
"Let me go, or I'll shoot you're friend," the one on top of me hisses as the looped gun end presses to my forehead.

Rome: I nod slowly, "Sure, sure."
I get closer and pause as if I'm scared. Yeah right. Then I lean closer and very, very gently, kiss her lips. I wait for her reaction and pull back, smiling like I'm embarrassed.

BONEZ! *tackle hug* ima get to replying now.... :3

YYYYAAAAAYYYY!!!