Dark Paradise

Murderous Laces & Superiority

Murderous Laces & Superiority

Adriana's P.O.V.

The trembling being I entirely possessed unwillingly accessed through the school's despised chambers. The vigorous smile that never ventured to make an appearance, graced my features forcedly. Morgan initiated with the horrendous facade by slipping his vein's ridden arm around my waste unexpectedly, shocking not only me, but also the audience attending.

The gut-wrenching act ignited a burning fire within my being, the flame continuously rode upwards, striking every single vein and artery I retained. The intolerable and insufferable feeling of discomfort settled within, diverting my undivided attention from the masquerade we were pulling. The need for shoving his arm away from my reach yearned.

    The ignorance I beheld as to why I was experience such an ache shuffled within my mind, in search for an accurate answer. The piteous knowledge that I have never been in contact with the opposite sex was devastating to inform a crowd. To me, however, it appeared normal, no abnormality laced to it. That was the absolute explanation to it, and let me tell you, there was an empty amount of joy with being touched by the male specimen.

    My non-stopping train of thoughts that roamed every inch of my skull caused a disastrous scene to unfold, in the eyes of numerous witnesses. All the endless gratitude to my thinking, my unfocused state resulted in none other than me to step on Morgan's untied lace.

    As soon as his touch was no longer on my flesh and the pain vanished, a new found twinge initiated in that thick and dense skull of mine.

As my pounding head that banged the metallic locker laid on the floor, I managed to mutter, "If this is the end, I'm haunting you and your murderous shoe-lace." before my complete physique switched onto off mode, a booming guffaw secreted from none other than Morgan erupted in the narrow hall.

My eye lids descended, a millimeter away from fluttering shut. The mortifying darkness arrived next-wards, consuming my body with fear. The fear and any other emotion I once felt disappeared, and nothing other than darkness settled.

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The ever so sudden attain of consciousness overwhelmed my cramped and exhausted petite physique. The abundant lashes that mirrored pure dusky coal, acquainting my sapphire like irises, fluttered open retaining a small pace. The fluorescent lighting the vacant room entirely possessed had a foul affect on my sensitive pupils.

Within instinct, my eyes squinted due to the harsh beam of light. The stinging sensation once again welcomed me with its appearance by igniting an ache within my skull, led by a scarcely audible sigh of pain.

    "Turn off those lights or I'll turn off your brain," the soft hissing tone I owned was the very first thing erupting in the room that hinted to be the nurse's office.

    "If you don't shut that mouth of yours then I'll make sure that stethoscope does," the dim and exceptionally gloomy silhouette sparked in the far end region of the office. The unceremonious man whom possessed an entirely raspy and hoarse vocal cords, strolled towards the bed I resided in, taking slow and easy steps.

    The vexatious memories flooded my mind like a disastrous tidal wave, the burning flame within me blazing, only this time it smoldered with triple the hatred that had consumed me. The narrowing action my eyes transformed into could murder lives, but it most certainly had no effect on the callous devil himself.