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Date Posted: 21:06:31 10/23/02 Wed
Author: Kimberly
Subject: Innocence
In reply to: Blade 's message, "...Inferno..." on 20:00:16 10/23/02 Wed

Youth didn't move, her lips formed a scowl at the older female. "Who said I'd ask him? One day soon I'll make it out of here. I don't understand why he's so bent on me staying!" Within seconds lorelei had fallen silent, her sides heaving, half in exhaustion, half from her fear. Not that anyone else needed to know that. Something arose in her head, possibly the thing she should least talk about when blood was leaking from her side and she had some crazed sex servant of Dante's on top of her. Emerald irises suddenly found Blade's and starred hard at her for a moment. "Why are you with Dante anyways?" Wow...she was blunt today. But it was an inevitable question. "It's not right for him to abuse you...it can't be for his affection or personality. If it's just for the lay, there's more out there. I mean, really Blade...you could do so much better." See? She really wasn't as vicious as she came off...she just got upset...she hated to be pushed around, she hated emotions...but she really hated to see people treat others badly...it just made her angrier. Dante's control over every one of them infuriated her...he said jump, they jumped, he said shoot, they shot, he wanted anything, he got it. Well, it stopped at her. She refused to be under any control. Like she'd said before, she'd fight until the bitter end, or until she could fight no more. "See? Instead of coming after me himself, he sent you, and you went. We? There's no we, it's just him.I know everyone's horrible past, but is this much better? There's other roads of life..." She paused, thinking. What was left in the world for her? The trial had ruined her for the most part. School...try to get into a decent college...no one wants a possible murderer...even if she got into one...jobs? She could start her own...few people would come...Within seconds, she was facing the bitter truth. Perhaps there were futures for them...but not her...not in a million years. Her features, only moments before full of anger, thoughts, and fear, became lifeless, dulled. She wanted something to fight for...but her reason for fighting has crumbled in front of her...what if this was the best she could do? She didn't want it to be, but it was sure looking that way...and she wasn't happy. Rolling onto her side with difficulty, her features twisted in anger...anger at herself and at the world...but upset mixed in with it, eyes glistening with unshed tears, but she refrained from shedding them as her fingers pulled mercilessly on her hair, going over and over it in her mind. There had to be something else. Youth was so absorbed in her thoughts she'd forgotten Blade, she'd forgotten the room, she'd forgotten everything that was happening at the present. How could it be? She was not meant to be in a gang...She was to grow up, be some amazing buisness woman, be sweet and well mannered, give to charities, do community service, live in high class, be the perfect girl. The gang hadn't figured it out, Dante hadn't guessed. It wasn't physically that she had to be defeated...it was mentally, and she was half way defeated on her own, with only a glimmer of hope left, hoping for it all to be wrong...a mistake. Jezebel was completely zoned out in her thoughts, heck, someone could pick her up and carry her out without her noticing for a little while. Looky, Kimberly was having a mental breakdown! Her eyes were wide in disbelief, and glazed over, as she went over her thoughts again and again, trying to prove herself wrong.

(whoops...had too much fun procrastinating....)

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