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| the morning sun shown through the curtains that hung over the small window in her bedroom, stirring her from sleep. She slowly woke up and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.
was it all a dream? she thought to her self as she reminiced about the night before. it couldnt have been, I have the money! she excitedly flipped through the bills again. | | |
| - violence -
As they parted ways for the night, she couldn't help but feel an exuberance about her. It was that warm, tingly feeling. The kind you get when you watch "Bend it like Beckham" or "Bring it On." You'd never like to admit it, but it's a guilty pleasure. To have that feeling is something you would never turn down. That's why it's so easy to yearn for it in movies that were made with ridiculously unbelievable plots. But this was real life. This had really happened. And when it did, all of her worries and previous stipulations had been erased. She really trusted him, and she could tell it in the way that he kissed. It wasn't the type of kiss with the hopes of it leading to something more. It was sweet. And honest. At that point, she didn't care what anyone had warned her about before. She knew that it was something that had been culminating between them for weeks, and that it wasn't just some one-time deal. After having contemplated this during her walk, she hadn't realized that she was already at her room. She kept this information coyly to herself, and smiled at the possibilities tomorrow could bring as she replayed the scene over in her head 100 times, while drifting off to sleep. | | |
| ok so i'm back, i swear.
and i just tried to write an entry but my mind is a little too fuzzy right now. i'm guessing a much needed rant will be written tomorrow. | | |
| anne! stop being gangsta' and write something! | | |
| she leafed through the hundred dollar bills he had handed her, not paying attention to where they were headed. One place was the same as the next when you had been in business as long as she had. Besides, how else was she going to eat? She certainly didnt have any other skills.
"Here we are" the cultist said, as he slowed the van. She looked out the window and gasped as she saw where they were. "Oh my god...let me out of the car!" She screamed trying the handle.
He laughed harshly "not a chance sweetie, rememeber, we paid you in advance". She stared in fear at the white building that grew larger and larger as they approached it. The temple was a place she had always been warned about. Once a girl went there, she never came back. "What are you going to do to me?" She whispered, wide eyed and shaking with fear.
"You'll find out...soon enough" Was the only reply she got before he drove the van into a warehouse next to the temple. The darkness inside was so great that she couldnt see anything the drove past . Finally they came to the end of the building, and he parked the car. "Stay put." was all he said to her as he got out of the van, flowing white robes and all. She tried the handle again, desperately hoping it would open, but it didnt budge. She got out of her seat and climbed into the empty back of the van. She tried the back doors, but they too wouldnt move. She tried kicking them a few times, and then started shrieking for help. But none came. All that came was more darkness, and silence. | | |
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