by Insidious » Fri Feb 10, 2012 10:34 am
James pointed the axe at her. "So, your one of those preppy, manner germaphobe girls." He rolled his eyes and pulled out a few tiny knives from his pocket. He flicked his arm and let the knives go. They all hit the fence in a straight line, inbetween her feet.
Kayden nodded and smiled slightly. "I'm just...stressed, sorry." She muttered, looking down.
Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ʙᴀʙʏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ғ̶ᴇ̶ᴀ̶ʀ̶ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴘᴇʀ
Wᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ
Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ʙᴀʙʏ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ғ̶ᴇ̶ᴀ̶ʀ̶ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴘᴇʀ
Bᴀʙʏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍʏ ʜᴀɴᴅ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ғ̶ᴇ̶ᴀ̶ʀ̶ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴘᴇʀ
Wᴇ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ғʟʏ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ғ̶ᴇ̶ᴀ̶ʀ̶ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴘᴇʀ
Cᴀᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ sᴀᴅɴᴇss,
ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴄʟᴇᴀʀ sʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴏɴ.
Tʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ᴡᴀs ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ
ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴇᴅ. Tʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴᴅʟᴇs ʙʟᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴇɴ
ᴅɪsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴇᴅ.Tʜᴇ ᴄᴜʀᴛᴀɪɴs ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ
ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴇᴅ sᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ, Cᴏᴍᴇ
ᴏɴ ʙᴀʙʏ, ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ɴᴏ ғᴇᴀʀ, ᴀɴᴅ
sʜᴇ ʀᴀɴ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ, ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ
ᴛᴏ ғʟʏ. Tʜᴇʏ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ʙᴀᴄᴋᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ sᴀɪᴅ
ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ. Sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ.
Sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ʜɪs ʜᴀɴᴅ, sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ
ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ.