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Cleonas eyes stayed locked on this girl, Something about her was strange. A small muffled laugh escaped her lips when the girl made the comment, 'Nah, No back-stabbin' bitch, just alotta rage, and a' bloody brok'n hand." Her eyes pierced the girl, her head still bend down slightly. She looked to the ground, listening to the odd girl speak, "Do I look like som'one that givs'a flyin' fuck how scary atown is." Her eyes looked back up at the girl, "B'cause I don't." She paused, looking at the fire, then right back to the girl, "If yer tryna scare me outta yer spot, ya'v gotta try hard'r than that sweet-cheeks." She chuckled. She stared into the fire, and took in the feeling of the warm fire against her cold, pale skin.  She licked her lips, then pressed them together. Her head lifted up to look at her, "Wha purp'se would I have fer tellin' any one about a dinky place in tha woods?" She asked, in a completely rhetorical sense. She lifted her hands over the fire, Still thinking about what her father had said to her previously. Sending another shot of anger through her veins.  Her jaw clenched shut, and she held her breath back, enough to make herself dizzy for a moment. To make her forget. "Why'da ya think i wanna fin' all ya secret hidin' spots?" She laughed, "Calm yer jets missy. I stumbl'd upon this shit hole by accident." She told the girl still staring into the fire, Tired of making eye contact. The girl held out a cigarette, Which was so tempting at this moment, and much needed. No amount of rage could turn her away. "Sure, Thank ya." She took the cigarette from the girls cold hands, feeling them as she grabbed it. She put her face close to the fire, breathing in the first drag, lighting the smoke. She sat it between her index, and middle finger, taking small hits, glancing at the girl across from her.

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Faye grabbed the strap of her bag and lifted it up higher on her shoulder before sitting on a tree trunk across from the girl, the fire in-between them. She scanned the girl. The girl seemed harmless, but all it takes is a pretty girl to be as pretty as poison. Before scanning the girl from head to toe she looked back up at her and softly smiled. “As long as a brunette haired, backstabbing bitch didn’t give you the directions to get here, i don’t really mind how you got here.” She admitted with a faint shrug of her shoulder. “Y’know. You should be more careful out here at night. Heard this town is pretty dangerous.” She said with a smirk, making direct eye-contact with the girl before looking back down at the fire. “I guess you could say that.” She shrugged in response to that being why she’s here. “I like to think of the place, as a nice hideout.. where you’d go in you need to be hidden for awhile.” She smirked, watching her breathe as she spoke. “But hey, feel free to come here as often as you’d like. But never mention it to a soul.” She said looking up at the girl before removing her bag from her shoulder. “There’s a waterfall right up the tracks from here, did you discover that as well?” She asked pulling out a cigarette from her pack, looking up at the girl. “Want one?” She offered?  

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Cleonas' mind was racing, as she rammed her fist into the door. She screamed in agony, running off. She'd just got off the phone with her run down father, Hoping to at least get a nice answer considering it was fathers day. She knew it was a shot in the dark, but calling him today felt like the right thing to do. But she was wrong, She called only to get a drunken response, Telling her to get on with her god-damned life and stop bothering him. That caused this rage, making her blood boil like a hot pot of water. She shot her phone across the room, and stormed out. -- Bringing us back to the bloody knuckle from the door. She kicked the door before sprinting off into the dark. She needed to calm down, be alone. Her feet shuffled underneath her, soon she felt soft ground under her feet. And she could smell the fresh pine. Cleona felt her way through the trees, until finding an opening in the trees, where she could smell the ash of a just burnt out fire. The light was dim, but there was enough hot ash to start another, in which she did to shield from the piercing cold wind. The fire blazed high, Soon dying down enough so she could hold her self over it. She looked around, Seeing things with the dim light of the fire. She saw some tree logs, and took it upon herself to sit. She had been sitting there for a solid ten minutes, before she heard the crackling of leaves under someones feet, coming towards her. She shook it off as an animal, until a high pitch, but scruffy voice spoke to her. She turned her head, as it rested in her palm. She turned it enough to see the figure standing in the light of the fire. She let out a muffled laugh, "How'd I fin' this damned pl'ce ya?" Another laugh escaped her cold lips. As she rested her face in her palm once more. She lifted her upper body straight, and turned it slightly, "I do'n know exac'ly. Wou'l ya like ta help me ta fig'ya 't out?" She looked at the girl dressed in dark clothes, her eyes piercing through Cleona. She laughed once more, "I need'd ta get away, 'm gessin tha'd be why you're here s'well?"

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Faye walked down the vacant railroad tracks, one foot in front on the other. Listening to all the sounds that traveled throughout the Forrest. It was a quiet night. Quieter than it normally was. She was on her way to her favorite spot. The place that she had thought only she knew about. She stepped over the rail road tracks and gently slid herself down the all-rock hill that lead to the path you would take to get there. When she got to the bottom she stood up and brushed her hands off. — A few more minutes of walking she arrived at her hideout. The place she’d always go when she wanted to really get away, Or when she had to lay low. Basically it was just a big dirt pit, tree trunks gathered around the fire-pit for people to sit on. She noticed a brunette girl sitting on one of the trunks. She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes before she began walking closer to the girl, the light of the fire shining on her. “How did you find this place?” She asked concerned. The only other person who know about this hide-out was an ex-best friend of hers. And although they weren’t friends anymore, she hoped she didn’t tell anyone about this spot.

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The excitement in this young boys eyes, made her feel warm. It was incredible how happy this boy got, in making a complete stranger smile. Most kids his age were out causing trouble, and if they were in a bar, drinking. Cleona stood up, and followed behind, walking out the door. They began walking down the street, and she stuffed her cold hands into her tight pockets. "I don' mind tha walk." She told him, her eyes staring at the concrete in front of her.

Mothers day is comin' up..

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Cleona sat in her seat, with her hands interlaced. Her right thumb was tapping on her left hand, she lifted her hands to rest in front of her lips. She turned her head slightly to look at him, as he offered. A small smile tugged at her lips, and her eyes brightened. This kid was going out of his way to make her feel better, and in all honestly, It sort of was. She was feeling energy build inside of her that she hadn't felt in awhile. It had been a minute since someone had actually showed some interest in Cleonas life, and her happiness. He'd finished speaking, and she just gazed at him for a moment, before giving him a solid answer. "Tha soun's great." She told the young boy with her lips curved into a smile. What could be the harm in giving him some company. He seemed like a fun loving kid, and lonely. she felt bad about his home situation, and if he was willing to make her feel better, She was willing to give him some company. 

Mothers day is comin' up..

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A slight chuckle escaped her throat, her body bouncing up with it. She turned her head in his direction, her faint smile fading and her face turning serious, "Sweet'v ya lad" She muttered, "But I sincerely wish I could, But ya see, I can't even escape me own mind." Her arms wrapped around her head, and her hands met behind her head, interlacing. She held herself down for a moment, taking in a bit of silence, All she could think about was her mother, and the way she would stroke her hair when she was down, and sing her a lullaby to make the demons go away, but now; there was no one to stop her demons from destroying her mind. They picked and pried her open, and left her open for more insecurities and demons to slither into her dark corrupted mind. She wondered if she could ever be able to pick herself out of this hole, but she often felt like it was hopeless. This kids small act of kindness, lit a small light in her heart, which made her feel warm, Releasing her hands, she lifted her head, looking back at him, and a faint smile tugged at her lips. "Thank ya." She said to him, before closing her eyes once more. She wasn't going to discourage this kid for trying to be nice and help her, She wasn't going to make him feel lesser of himself because he did a good thing for a stranger. She appreciated it, and admired his sense of love and compassion for others. She may have a dark mind, but her heart isn't ice.

Mothers day is comin' up..

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His hand was warm against her back. It reminded her of her mother, When her mother use to sit and run her back and play with her hair when she felt down, or just felt cuddly. It made her feel warm inside, and comforted her a tad. His hand pulled away, and a shiver ran down her spine. She closed her eyes, she tried to hide from her mind, but there was no escape. She was trapped, trapped to bellow in her own sorrow. Not even the compassion from this young boy was enough to pull herself out of this anguish. She looked to him, with sorrow filled eyes, "Thanks kid." She pressed her lips together, then took a deep breath, Cleona let the air escape her lips rather fast, before speaking again, "No, 'm sorry, Yer very kind. Thank ya." She told him. "I hope I haven't offended ya." She looked down, slowly turning her head back to its prior position.

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Cleona was waist deep in her own sorrow, She signaled the bar tender, "'Notha shot'a tequila." She bar tender nodded, and did his duty, making her drink. She waited patiently, for him to finish. She pressed her lips together, and pushed her long bangs back, with the stroke of her hand. She had to breath heavy, to even catch a breath. The sobs had taken up much of the space in her airways. The man brought her the drink, Cleona almost snatching it from him, grasped the glass and with it tilted her head back downing the shot, The tequila was becoming smoother the more she drank, and she slammed the glass to the counter. She clutched the small glass in her hand, near to breaking the thing. She'd heard the snickers from behind, but they were ignored. She didn't want to focus on being made a fool for hating her life. Cleona sat quietly, as her mind took over her whole body, and she picked at her brain. She was trapped inside of her head with her thoughts, a place you never want to be. Her demons had grew strong, and she hadn't even realized how much stronger they had become, than her. Not even a few seconds later, she heard a voice from behind, seeming to defend her. Ha, not me. Who tha fuck would defend me. She thought to herself. Cleona loathed herself and she did so much, that she didn't believe in any good at this point. She'd drown in her own self pity. The voice grew closer, and she didn't even realize that the person had seated themselves next to her until she felt their warm palm against her back. Her eyes were down, staring at the cup. Slowly she raised her puffy eyes, along with her head, which had been hanging. Her eyes glared at him. She pressed her dry lips together, before speaking. "Not like ya care ana'ways" She turned her eyes back to the cup. She closed her eyes for a brief second, She took a deep breath, she slowly let the air escape her lips, before signaling the bartender for another shot.

Mothers day is comin' up..

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Mothers day is comin' up..

Since age eleven, Mothers day was a painful day, She hated the thought of that dreadful day. That was the day Cleona lost her mother to a drunk driver, and the day her world turned dark. She was closer with her mother than anyone else. Her mother was her only friend, her best friend.She sat in the seemingly empty bar. Tears had already flooded over her lids, and she was attempting to drink away the sorrow. "Fuck mum, I need ya!" bursted from her throat. Her face fell into her palms, and she sobbed more, she clenched her fists, and smashed them against the counter. She could feel the curious eyes on her back, but they were ignored. A raspy scream escaped her lips, She'd never thought about her mother to this extent, and it was hitting harder than ever. She was torn wide open, and her emotions were bleeding from the inside out. Cleona was an absolute wreck.

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Cleona crossed her arms, and a smug look swept her face, "Me accent is funny eh?" She teased at the girl, hoping to frighten her. "Yer face is gonna be lookin' funny you toss out a'notha comment like that." She waited a mere 5 seconds, watching the expression of the girls face change to horrified. She couldn't hold it anymore, and she burst into a pit of laughter, "Good gad! You shoul'a seen yer face!" She held her stomach and tried to catch her breath, because the girls face was nearly priceless. She kept her eyes on her, and took another drag. "Now, That was good."

As the girl made herself seen, Lavender let out a soft laugh as she crossed her arms. “Very funny. Kind of like your accent.” She said, jokingly of course. “I’d hope you wouldn’t try to rob me, because you wouldn’t get much.” She laughed. “I’ve got my own pack at home. But hey, thanks for the offer.”

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Cleona chuckled under her breath before making herself seen, She was leaning against a pole. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her pack, She pulled out a smoke and lit it up. Taking a starting drag, She let the smoke release from between her lips. "Calm yer'self sweethart." She told the girl, "'m not gonna rob ya, no need ta get hostile." She snickered, licking her bottom lip before taking another drag. She looked at the girl, walking towards her "Ya want a drag?" She asked outstretching her arm towards the girl, "Er maybe yer own? Gotta whole pack of em."

Lavender sat in the middle of the park, all alone. Nobody was around. She had this bad feeling of eyes hiding in the darkness.. watching her from afar.. “If someones out there, you better speak up. I’m not afraid to kick your ass if i have to.” She yelled out into the darkness, hoping for an answer.

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Cleona couldn't shake that grin if she tried, "Yer a cool kid, y'know that?" Her eyes met his, and she felt a strange jolt fly through her body. Her stomach began feeling silly, and she could feel her cheeks begin to flush. She hid her face, looking down at her lap to keep him from noticing. A small giggle escaped her lips, Still not looking up, "Do ya wanna ord'r?"

He laughed when she began to laugh. They both kept making each other laugh by not even doing anything. “Alright doll. ‘m gonna have what yer having.” He said with a smile as he looked up at her and closed his menu. “Er’thing else just sounds weird.”

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Cleona snickered, She listened to her explain what'd happened from her end of the accident. "Naw, 'ts quite alri't." She glanced down, then right back up at the girl. "I wasn't payin' 'tention to where I was goin', waist deep 'n poin'less thought." She pressed her lips together and bit them together with her teeth, She bounced in her spot, constantly shifting her weight, "I get it, that game can be apain!" She chuckled. "Are ya okay? 'm fine, buy are ya?" She wanted to make sure she hadn't caused her any harm.

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Cleona rolled her eyes at his comment, still with a grin plastered to her face. She glanced down at his menu as he pushed it towards her, "No, 'll just take some chips." She said with a smirk, "Tha was terrible!" She began to laugh again, His was still very contagious. She took a glance at his face, "Thanks fer takin' me." She thanked him. "Whad'aya havin'?"

When she reacted and freaked out to what he had said, he couldn’t help but laugh. Who wouldn’t in a situation like that? “M’ sorry but ye had ‘t commin when ya mentioned bugs!” He said in between breaths and laughter. He tried to stop laughing but it wasn’t possible. He didn’t know what was funnier, her scream or her menu going across the room. “‘M sorry, ‘m sorryyy.” He slurred as he kept apologizing but not completely finished laughing. “Even ye’re laughin so ya can’t yell at me!” He said, his laughing slowly calming down. “Anything look good?” He asked before remember she through her menu across the room. “Oh,right.” He said giggling. “Here, ya can look through mine.” He smirked before handing it to her.

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They were escorted to their table, "Hm, kinn'a fancy fer fish 'n chips." She snickered. She was appalled at how polite he was, pulling her chair out for her. She sat down across from him, and picked up the menu, and just kinda scanned over it swiftly, "Yeh, not bad." She smiled, hiding behind her menu. When she'd heard what he'd said, her eyes widened in fright, and in almost an instant a scream erupted from her lungs, and her menu was across the room. After she'd made a fool of herself, He began to crack up laughing, almost crying falling to the floor. She pursed her lips, and glared at him, crossing her arms she spoke out, "Ya think yer funny, eh? Yer a damn Fool eegit! Wha th' shit is wrong with you!?" She said in a serious tone, right before his laugh became entirely contagious and she was laughing right along with him. "Fuck, damn you!" She told him slapping her hand to the table, still in a pit of laughter with her new male companion.

The waiter of the restaurant came over to the two and escorted them to a table. He made sure to pull her chair out for her. As soon as she sat he smiled and walked over to his chair and sat down. He picked up a menu and scanned through it. “Hmm, not half bad, eh?” He laughed before looking up at Cleona and instantly putting a serious look on his face. “Ey, ‘m not wantin’ ta scare ya, but i think there’s a spider on ya menu.” He joked as he waited for a reaction, trying not to giggle or smirk.

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She raised her right brow at him, "Ah, Ya'v got jokes now?" She pursed her lips, Cleona glanced down, avoiding eye contact, Then up at the door of the restaurant. "'s this place a kip?" She asked, looking at him from the corner of her eyes. They walked inside, and she let her eyes scan the place, "Well, no bugs yet." She giggled.

He laughed as she laughed. “Cleona, eh?” He said to himself with a smirk. “Nice name, Kind ‘o like Fiona from shrek.” He nodded as they arrived out front of the restaurant. “Not that ‘m  callin ye an ogre though.” He laughed as he held the door open for her and walked inside behind her.