Nora Liddell is the daughter of Lily and Cameron. She is looked after by Cameron's gang as if she was one of their own, but when Oliver carries out his revenge against his 'sister', Nora's life is put into terrible danger.
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This has to be my favorite video of Asking Alexandria of all time. Sam's like "fuck this" Ben's like "I'm gonna rest here" Danny's like "how to push up?" Cam's like "am I doing it right?" James is like "one-hundred-one, one-hundred-two, one-hundred-three"
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---Nora---
The fucking bastard forced me to change my clothes because they smelled bad. I tried to bargain with him to make him go upstairs so he wouldn't be watching me when I changed, but he only rolled his eyes and told me to hurry up. He then dragged me into a small area with tiles on the floor. After throwing me to the ground, he left, calling up the stairs to someone. Shortly afterwards, another man came into the room, looking uncomfortable. I looked around the room, fearfully. The walls were lined with various weapons that looked like they were meant to cause deep pain and agony and it made me panic even more. There was a drain in the center of the room and I felt sick to my stomach as the man inched forward, staring at me as I stayed curled up on the floor.
"C'mon, don't make this harder for yourself." he sighed.
"Please stop." I whispered, pushing him away. The man rolled his eyes.
"Either you do as I say, or I'll make things much, much worse for you, you little bitch." sneered the man. I flinched away from his tone and bit my lip, tears welling in my eyes. The man looked a little confused, and then he sighed, his features softening. "I'm sorry. Sometimes, I'm being a bit too aggressive. It's a problem of mine. I know. I'm sorry. I'm working on it. What's your name?"
