Broken and Bruised

(I don't mind if they are. It would be more convenient.)

Jackie: I wake with a start, my hand flying to my throat. "Oh, shit!" I mutter, rather loudly. "It wasn't a dream."

Vane: I turned around, smiling. "Ah. You're awake, my dear."

Jackie: "Shut up," I mutter, throwing my arm across my eyes.

Vane: I smirked. "You don't tell me what to do."

Jackie: I smirk. "It was a suggestion."

Vane: "And I'm choosing to ignore it. But I'm not gonna ignore you."

Jackie: "Have you not been ignoring me for the whole night? Because honestly, that's a little creepy."

Vane: I smirked, licking my lips. "What else do I have to do?"

Jackie: "Oh, so now you don't have a life? Great. That equals no privacy at all."

Vane: "I never had a life. Why do you think we kidnapped you?"

Jackie: I put my arm down to look at him. "You mean, other than the obvious?"

Vane: I laughed. "Of course."

Jackie: I groaned, closing my eyes. "I feel like I'm in this kinky dream, except there's no safeword."

Vane: I laughed. "Safeword? What's that?"

Jackie: I roll my eyes. "It doesn't matter, since obviously I don't have one. Am I just supposed to sit here all day, or do I get to move around?"

Vane: "You can walk around the room. But I'm gonna block the door."

Jackie: I roll my eyes. "Good. Now since there's only one of you in here, where did I drop my pepperspray?" I ask myself, kicking my broken phone.

((Thanks for not telling me that you went on, lol.))

Joss
"Good morning, sunshine," I said dryly, walking into the room.

(I didn't? o.0 I could've sworn I said something...it was my brain. *blames it on her brain*)


Jackie: "If it was a good morning I'd be at home with a hangover," I spat at her.

Bells wrote:Daniel: I glared at the ceiling and took a deep breath, "Don't worry about that." My eyes lightened and I looked back to her. "Did she ever mention a boy, she would have called him..." I struggled to remember my old name. "Isaac."

Aribella - I thought about it for a second before nodding, "Once or twice."

Daniel: I smiled sadly, "Thank you." I sat on my bed for a moment more, lost in memories. I could still see her smile, hear her laugh. She was gone, I figured as much. Thats why I didn't allow myself to think of her. And yet, here I was. letting the memories run like water. I smiled up at Aribella as I realized once again how alike they were. Yet there were minor differences. Like the attitude. Sure, Sammie didn't allow anyone to push her around but she would always stop short of possibly hurting someones feelings.

"Is there something you would like to do?" I asked Aribella trying to pull myself away from the past. There was no use wallowing in it. To Sammie I had been dead for a long time. I could never come back. Not even when I begged.

Aribella- I looked down at my hands, "I'm guessing that Isaac was you."

Daniel: I smiled softly, "Yes." I pulled our picture from my pillow case and handed it to Aribella.

Aribella - I look at the picture and can't help but smile. He looked happy. He looked like someone that everyone would want to be friends with rather than a dangerous vampire. "Why did she leave you?" I ask him remembering her ranting to me one night about how I should never get involved with any boys.