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That following morning was a morning like no other, and it felt so surreal that Maria questioned if what she saw a few hours prior was even real, even though she knew it was.

All those pictures. All those women. They kept flashing continually in the back of Maria's head like a broken film. And every time she tried to turn it off, to just reroute her thoughts for a few minutes, it came back. It always came back.

And it was for that very reason why she couldn't even turn and look at him in that bed. She couldn't turn herself to focus on the man she devoted her entire, young life to--the man who she gave her body to, and had a child with--she couldn't stand to look at him. So it was at that early giờ that she quietly pried the door open and began making her way down that dark hallway to the living room. The đi văng was going to be the only thing she slept with that night, and it was going to be the only thing she slept with from now on.

Time seemed to have stopped, and the blank, empty feeling in Maria's chest gladly made itself right at home. As she fell onto the couch, not even the gleaming rays of peering sunlight that eventually...
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BZZ BZZ

Slowly, Maria's eyes slowly peeked open as she found herself on her side, snuggled up to a cái gối, gối in a dimly lit bedroom. She gently stretched her arms out and took one huge yawn which caused her to feel the presence behind her on the other side of the bed. She had fallen asleep with Kal that night. So, sleepily, she turned herself on her other side and slid her hand on hàng đầu, đầu trang of Kal's bare chest, as he was laying on his back, with his arms nestled loosely behind his head. Maria felt the soft rising and falling of his chest, and nearly began to fall asleep again when an inquiring câu hỏi popped itself into her head. What time was it?

Maria's drowsy eyes rolled past Kal as she sat up in the giường and glanced over at the small electronic clock that resided on the edge of the nearby nightstand. At first it was blurry, but after a few consecutive blinks, she was able to make out that it was 4:58 a.m.

Why did she wake up so early? She pondered to herself.
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"Alright, miss Anais, it looks like you're coming along nicely in your overview." a female nurse đã đưa ý kiến energetically as she skimmed over a few pages attached to a marked up clipboard.

"Zara." the recipient in the chair blankly responded.

"I'm sorry?"

The girl sighed frustratedly and adjusted herself in the chair, gripping the handles as her eyes locked onto the nurse's. "My name, it's Zara, I don't go bởi Anais anymore. I told the other nurse that and the one before that--both of them đã đưa ý kiến they would change it, and clearly, neither did."

"O-oh! Well, let me be the break in the chain then." the nurse chimed happily. She pulled a Black pall-point pen from her pant pocket and quickly made a note on the papers regarding the recipient's name, then ended the statement with a clear, abrupt period to signify the change was noted. She put the clipboard underneath her arm and pulled up a seat, much to the dismay of Zara due to the horrid sound of the awkward, dull wood squawking against the floor. Zara sighed quietly and slowly set her head upon her arm as she tiredly looked at this woman.
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As Kal trotted with a limp up the slight incline of the concrete path to K-Haven, the rain lend no mercy to his current state. The rain kept pouring, the cracking, constant booms of thunder kept sounding, and the momentary bursts of vast, intricate lightning that lit up the black sky like an exploding lightbulb continued to shriek.

Kal's black sneakers made sloshing noises every time he put pressure on one foot, but at this moment, soaked shoes were the least of his long danh sách of concerns. How humiliated he was bởi the sheer satisfaction Jackson drew from he and his compliant obedience. How badly Kal wanted to just puff up his chest, take a deep breath, and cú đấm this man right in his yellow teeth and take over the gang for himself. He so desperately wanted to be the hàng đầu, đầu trang dog, but had no motive to act on his desire, and at least he was smart enough to realize that such a di chuyển would end with Kal bleeding in a dark alleyway, and a bullet to the head. For now, he had to take whatever embarrassment he was dealt with and nuốt, nhạn his emotions like they were nothing, which was something he did very often. And each time he did, it made him that much thêm đắng, cay đắng about life.
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That evening was an especially rainy evening.

Two police cars were parked just outside Damion and Hannah's trang chủ with their blue and red flashers flaring brilliantly through the rain.

Inside the house, Damion stood in the kitchen, telling the police officers everything he knew, who were, in turn, nghề viết văn down everything he was saying on their clipboards.

Hannah was sitting on the hàng đầu, đầu trang of the staircase intently listening to every word that was being said, all the while, hearing the rain outside. What a de-stressing ngày this has been, she thought to herself sarcastically. She then quietly sighed.

"And bạn đã đưa ý kiến bạn saw no one when bạn ran outside?" an officer asked Damion, seeking clarification.

"That's correct, there was no one around the car when I ran outside. I heard the crash of what I assume was the windshield, and when I ran outside, I didn't see anyone." He responded.

"And where, again, were bạn when bạn heard the crash?" the other officer asked.
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Without even thinking of the consequences, and not seeming to even care, Kal dashed over to the thân cây of the tree. As he came to a sliding halt, he threw up his arms, latching his hands onto one of the lower boughs, and yanked himself upward until he found himself sitting on it. From there, he found another branch and repeated the process.

"What in the hell is that boy doing..?" One of the men in the back of the car asked as he watched dumbfounded. He turned to see if Jackson was as confused as he was, but ultimately found that he was thêm annoyed than bewildered.

The other man in the back decided to speak up. "You noticed how he keeps looking over here? He's prob'ly already gave us away bởi now."

"He's wasting time." Jackson replied lowly.

Storm clouds began to roll in as Kal eventually made it to the middle of the tree. Just before he could grab another branch, however, something caught his eye. A falling leaf that detached itself from its wilting stem slowly descended right past Kal's face and floated ever so slowly to the ground. All of a sudden, Kal realized just how high he was and he began to feel dizzy and disoriented,...
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All was quiet that tiếp theo morning. As the sun finally rose and replaced the moon in the sky, the little birds outside began to rejoice bởi gleefully chirping for hours on end, prompting a man to raise his window angrily, and toss a book at one of the nearby clusters. They scattered and took their business elsewhere as the city began its daily routine.

A slim crack of light edged its way in through the curtains of Hannah and Damion's home, and found its rightful place on Hannah's left eye.

She slowly woke up and rubbed her eyes gently then sat up. They were still on the couch, she noticed, which would greatly explain why her back felt like it was in knots. Hannah dreamily glanced behind her shoulder at Damion, who had one eye slightly open. He yawned and sat up with her.

Hannah smiled. "Morning, handsome."

"Morning, beautiful." He replied, gently kissing her on the cheek. Damion peeked over the đi văng and aimed his vision toward the clock on the stove. With a little help from squinting, he was able to see that it read 9:35 a.m.
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bởi the time Damion and Hannah pulled into their driveway, the clock on the dashboard read 10:32 p.m.

"Well. We're home~" Damion stated cheerfully as he unbuckled his seatbelt. "Now, let's go make that tea~"

He turned to his left to open the door and slid himself out, but before he could shut the door, he noticed that Hannah didn't move. She stayed buckled in, with her arm propped up on the window, still looking out. She seemed to have not even noticed they were home.

"Hannah?" Damion asked, puzzled. "We're home, baby."

She lifted her head off her hand and dreamily looked around. "Oh~"

Damion smiled slightly as he walked over to Hannah's side of the car and opened the door for her. She unbuckled herself and slid out of the car, and from there, they made their way to the front door together. Damion pulled the keys back out of his pockets temporarily to lock his car, and once he heard the beep, he then used those same keys to unlock the front door.
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bởi this time, ngẫu nhiên onlookers were starting to form in groups around the two of them, and as even thêm people began to tham gia in, the thêm Damion began to feel uneasy about the situation. The mumbles among the groups were becoming louder, with some asking if anyone saw someone attack her, and others asking if she had a breakdown of sorts. Some whipped out their phones and began to record as one man started shouting, claiming he saw Hannah throw herself down and how she was doing this purely for attention, because, according to him, "that's just what females do."

Damion saw over the crowd with a look of upmost irritation. It was obvious that this situation was turning ugly, and he needed to get Hannah out of there as soon as he humanely could, and with that, he acted quickly.

He made sure Hannah was holding on tightly to his side as he started for the passenger side of his car. He swiftly opened the door, allowing her to climb in, and as he grabbed the ghế, chỗ ngồi thắt lưng, vành đai and reached over her to buckle it in, he whispered to her.
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Hannah couldn't help but let her mind wander as she waited for the bus at the bus stop that dark night. Maybe she really was getting in way over her head and it was a bad idea to let this girl come into her life. As her mind flickered back to the daydream she had as she stood in that loud police station just 20 hours before, her hand slowly rose from her side and found her soft neck. She rubbed it slightly in the spot where the gash was made, making sure the skin was still intact. Maybe it was the paranoia, hoặc maybe it was the tiredness, but she could have sworn she could still feel the glass shard as she probed around the spot. And then, as if on cue, the blood that poured out from her veins slowly started to fill up her throat once more, and her tim, trái tim started beating faster as the blood rose higher, and higher, until she could taste it in her mouth. The drowning sensation had come back, and just like that, she found herself laying in her own blood pool once again.

Her clothes were absolutely drenched with that horrid, thick, dark substance that came out from inside her just moments before. But something was off. Her laboratory equipment was gone, and the place...
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The time was 8:42 p.m. The temperature outside was cool, and the sky was a soft màu hồng, hồng with small hints of blues and yellows and oranges cascading through every ounce of không gian between. Cars no longer occupied the worn down roads in the area, and the children had gone inside their homes for the night. The neighborhood was quiet; peaceful, bạn could even say. In a brick house located at the end of the street, there was a rusty clank as the sill of a window was opened to let a flume of cigarette smoke out.

"You've cheated. I swear to God, you've cheated at some point, and, and, and, I just- didn't notice it, and that's why bạn keep winning." a deep voice mumbled sharply as the man returned to his seat. The voice was hollow in nature, but it was smooth and coated with a bit of a Germanic accent.

"Or y'know, bạn just suck at cards, Will. Ever think a' that?" another voice retorted arrogantly, supplying a short, whispy laugh afterward. This voice was undoubtedly higher than the trước đó one, however, it was much raspier, which was agreeably typical of a diehard smoker, which he happened to be. On hàng đầu, đầu trang of that, this man had a homegrown Brooklyn accent.
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"Hand me that flask with the red tip, Zara. Quickly." Hannah demanded.

"Why can't bạn get it yourself?" Zara groaned.

"Because you're literally right tiếp theo to it," Hannah responded, giving her a quick glance frustratedly. "Quickly, my hand is getting tired."

Zara was lying down with her ankles crossed on the leather đi văng that was backed bởi a concrete tường around 12 feet from Hannah. She peeked over the magazine and moved her feet slightly so as to see Hannah, who was, at this time, perched over her increasingly messy work bàn like a con kên kên looking down at its prey. Zara had no idea what she was working on, but from a first glance, whatever it was, it seemed quite important, although she didn't actually care.

She glanced at Hannah, then at the flask she was referring to, then back at Hannah. "...I think bạn can reach it."

"It's right beside you." She raised her voice a bit, her arm getting a bit wobbly.

Zara sighed, putting the magazine on her belly to keep her page. Her eyes wandered around the room until they settled on the ceiling. "Where the fuck are your little knob things? Like, those little...
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