~ Belladonna flower ~
A gift of belladonna might interpreted as a warning or a symbol of death.
Rebecca Rose - A sweet and kind hearted girl, who tries her best to stay in the shadows. But what happens when her dark past starts to haunt her. With h...
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Opening my eyes I think to myself, where the fuck am I. The only thing I can remember last night was me going to the bar to hang out with Lucas. As I was walking back I remember I got jumped on.
I managed to knock all of them out, but one of the mother fuckers stabbed me. The wound wasn't that deep, but deep enough to fucking hurt.
Groaning as I sat up I removed the covers, only to see I had been bandaged. As well as still wearing the pants from yesterday. Looking around, I saw my shirt hanging on a desk chair, it had a red form of my dried up blood on it.
I was too hungover from this shit. I looked around seeing a plain brown, beige and white colour theme going on. Indicating I'm probably in a woman's room. There was two door's on my left, guessing one of them lead into the bathroom and the other to a closet. There was another door to my right next to the desk. Assuming to myself its the door to leave the room.
Sighing I get up. Ugh that still hurts like a bitch. I checked my waist band seeing that I still have my gun.
Who ever brought me here was either stupid as fuck or didn't check me. Otherwise, they just didn't know who I am.
I open the door to see a fucking cat, I would lie if I said the cat wasn't cute. I bent down and picked her or him up. Ignoring the pain in my stomach from the cut. I've been through worst.
The cat is now in my arms as I stroke it, man I feel like a evil millionaire. Well half of that is true....I think.
Walking around, I hear music. Why the fuck didn't I hear that before, questioning myself. But then again I was too busy with this ginger cat in my arms.
Glancing, I see someone in a baggie hoodie and sweatpants. Their face was covered with their hood, so I couldn't make out their face. They were cutting some fruit.
Placing the cat down, I clear my throat before saying, "Hey where the fuck am I?" Due to my voice, I must of startled them. As they let out a loud screech, almost dropping the knife.
From the sound of the screech it must of been a girl. "Oh my god, you almost gave me a fucking heart attack." She says holding her her chest breathing a bit faster.
"Well that nice, mind telling me where the fuck am I." I replied coldly because I didn't exactly know who she was. She could be a threat for all I know.
"I'm Rebecca." She said like I should know. Seeing my confused face she continues, "Rebecca Rose I sit in front you in English."
"Oh the girl who always fucking reads." I say, I barely ever see her. And when I do, she always has a book in her face.
"I guess." She says turning around continuing to cut her fruit.
I walk over to the stools and sit down and ask. "So how did I end up here?"
