🍰 Tea party 🍰
Just She with her friends. It's an OC, something like that, I don't know, it's hard to explain who she is uhm....
Well, I can't find my friend's Tumblr, who Lenna belongs to. But I'll leave her Instagram: 💕💕💕
https://www.instagram.com/moshii_mooka/?hl=es
As for Lucy... Hinata? I think they changed her name. I still think she's cute.
She belongs to @apocalypticpsiboys I love the story, it's great 💕👏
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The Last Librarian
Part 6
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Tw: hypnosis/after effects, captivity
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I have the need to pace, but the muted sounds of living from the others dissuade me. They all seem at peace here. The lady beside my cell was contentedly reading her book, ginger curls framing her sweet-heart face. I tried getting her attention, but she merely looked up, staring so innocently I couldn't bare to ruin it.
I feel small in comparison.
The scratches on my back which had been washed yesterday had started to itch. From the lack of reaction from the vampires around me, I assume that either my blood wasn't worthy enough to be bothered about, or that there was none from the cuts. At least one relief.
I'm still mulling over the complexities of a vampire's bloodlust, when I hear the latch of the door.
Perking up, I see Adam being led back by the scarred vampire, but with two differences.
He was wearing a dress. An actual hanging-to-his-feet dress. And... There was a slight change in his expression. The hardness had slipped from his eyes. That fact, apart from anything else, was what threw my stomach into a pit of twisting vipers.
"Adam!" I gape, seeing the vampire smile coldly as Adam shuffles, slightly awkwardly, into his cell.
"Don't worry, darling, you'll be next." the vampire sing-songed, drawing his eyes across me; it would have been a violation if it hadn't been for his focus on my neck.
I shrink back, half-growling at myself to stand up and yell back, but the gnawing fear overwhelmed any command my mind could have suggested.
"Jackass." I mutter, just after Harvi passes.
The vampire turns abruptly.
My cry of fear catches in my throat, trapped in his gaze.
Glittering eyes narrowed into slits, "Say that again, human."
I stay silent.
Harvi sneers, seeing the tremor of my body, the whisps of air that refused to become words.
"Thought so." he laughs, a scrape of a nail down the concrete. He leaves, the cruel smile still lingering on his face.
By the time my breath returns, Adam had sat down on his bed. I can see his lips moving, staring aimlessly through the bars of his door.
"Adam. Hey, Adam. Wake up. Wake up - you gotta listen to me. You're the only one left who doesn't smile when they talk to me." I hate the tremble of my voice.
No. No... I can't do this. Adam's gone. If Adam is gone, then I will have no hope. If I have no hope - I'll be gone in the click of the man's fingers. Poof. I wasn't ready to die.
"Adam!"
Adam sits still, head craning to meet me.
I shudder, "Adam. Hey. Tell me something about -" I think helplessly at the man's semi-lucid eyes. Something has got to snap him out of it. He has to.
"Tell me about your best friend. Boyfriend. Girlfriend. What do you miss most about them?" I blink hard, trying fruitlessly to remember the phrase he told me before he got dragged away.
He remained still.
"Oh, remember -" I bite my tongue, "Happy thoughts, Adam, happy thoughts!"
Adam blinked once. Shook his head and then blinked again. It was similar to a robot rebooting itself.
"Liz." he whispers, he blinked, his voice becoming coherent, "Liz saying she loved me." he raises his eyes. There's a spark there that had disappeared. Adam's lopsided smile reappears, his blank expression flushed away as his fingers twitch.
"You did it. You did it!" he leapt from his bed, his hands grabbing onto the bars - as if in lieu of grasping mine, "Holy shit, you did it!"
I was the one blinking stupidly this time, "What? What do you mean?"
"God, Lenna is gonna be psyched! I knew it. I knew it. With the right training... I knew it!"
"What are you talking about?" I snap.
"We did this thing, so that if we got snatched on a mission, we could have a way back." Adam shook his head disbeivingly, a touch of sentimentalness to his eyes, "Liz is gonna be okay. Thank God. When I get back, we're gonna be okay."
I hesitate, "You mean, to somehow snap out of the hypnosis?"
Adam nods, before swallowing. He doesn't look at me.
"We had someone help us figure it out. Do it to us. But-" he stops speaking and he drops his gaze, "But it won't-"
I feel his enthusiasm dwindle. My heart pangs distantly, "But... You won't be able to wake me." I whisper.
Adam runs a hand through his hair, "You just got to resist it for a while, okay? I got a plan. We'll be safe soon. I have a plan."
I smile, but I feel nauseous. I won't have a way back, if Jonah gets to me. I barely have time to mourn, when I hear the door slam open once more.
I see Jonah and Harvi. And they're staring right at me.
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