OOC damn, you didn't have to post. I didn't know you had class, RL over RP any day. I'm sorry. =D)
*Jane hadn't heard him, too invested in keeping herself safe. When she heard the rough sounds of wheels on gravel and asphalt, Jane turned abruptly, unsure of everything. Then she heard her name being called, it literally made her jump. Her back thumping up against a random building wall. Knocking into some smoker, Jane shrank away from him then, and squealed intensely at the feel of someone grabbing for her. Turning to look, but not see anyone, not thinking to look down at first, she pulled at her hand,blood dripping from her mouth, down her chin to her shirt.*
(Hugs, I hope you are at least having fun in your sleep deprivation. =D)
*There was that feeling again of being pulled on, tugged off kilter, it made her let out a soft shriek of a sound. Meekly pulling on her hands. Going back and forth in her head with what just happened. 'FUCKING WHORE.' that was her. She was that person, then she was being manhandled. Fat tears clung to her lashes.*
No, please no. *Jane pleaded, closing her eyes then, tears mixing with the blood that ran freely from her mouth. Somewhere in the back of her mind, a name clicked.* Ty? Where are you?
*Jane groaned then, eyes rolling back, her hands went to her belly, she was frantic, and freaked, and her entire body was rebelling. Toppling over, Jane managed to hit her cheek and forehead against the outer part of his left shoulder as she pitched in half the way she had.*
*Jane suddenly jerked away from him, her eyes focused somewhere distant, leaning out and over, she threw up, suddenly heaving hard enough that her ribs ached with it, and her lungs were on fire. Her face felt sticky too, going to wipe her face with a shaky hand, it came back covered in blood. Jane whimpered then, not clear on what happened, but knowing it was not the person near her bodies fault. Now she was breathing in short, raspy bursts.*
fucking whore...that's what he said. *Now she was wiping her mouth, over her chest and stomach as if she was disgusted, and trying to wipe it all away.*
OOC damn, you didn't have to post. I didn't know you had class, RL over RP any day. I'm sorry. =D)
*Jane hadn't heard him, too invested in keeping herself safe. When she heard the rough sounds of wheels on gravel and asphalt, Jane turned abruptly, unsure of everything. Then she heard her name being called, it literally made her jump. Her back thumping up against a random building wall. Knocking into some smoker, Jane shrank away from him then, and squealed intensely at the feel of someone grabbing for her. Turning to look, but not see anyone, not thinking to look down at first, she pulled at her hand,blood dripping from her mouth, down her chin to her shirt.*
(Hugs, I hope you are at least having fun in your sleep deprivation. =D)
*There was that feeling again of being pulled on, tugged off kilter, it made her let out a soft shriek of a sound. Meekly pulling on her hands. Going back and forth in her head with what just happened. 'FUCKING WHORE.' that was her. She was that person, then she was being manhandled. Fat tears clung to her lashes.*
No, please no. *Jane pleaded, closing her eyes then, tears mixing with the blood that ran freely from her mouth. Somewhere in the back of her mind, a name clicked.* Ty? Where are you?
*Jane groaned then, eyes rolling back, her hands went to her belly, she was frantic, and freaked, and her entire body was rebelling. Toppling over, Jane managed to hit her cheek and forehead against the outer part of his left shoulder as she pitched in half the way she had.*
*Jane suddenly jerked away from him, her eyes focused somewhere distant, leaning out and over, she threw up, suddenly heaving hard enough that her ribs ached with it, and her lungs were on fire. Her face felt sticky too, going to wipe her face with a shaky hand, it came back covered in blood. Jane whimpered then, not clear on what happened, but knowing it was not the person near her bodies fault. Now she was breathing in short, raspy bursts.*
fucking whore...that's what he said. *Now she was wiping her mouth, over her chest and stomach as if she was disgusted, and trying to wipe it all away.*
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Don't hurt me...
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*She pleaded softly, barely hearing her comment that she wouldn't.*
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*Jane hadn't heard him, too invested in keeping herself safe. When she heard the rough sounds of wheels on gravel and asphalt, Jane turned abruptly, unsure of everything. Then she heard her name being called, it literally made her jump. Her back thumping up against a random building wall. Knocking into some smoker, Jane shrank away from him then, and squealed intensely at the feel of someone grabbing for her. Turning to look, but not see anyone, not thinking to look down at first, she pulled at her hand,blood dripping from her mouth, down her chin to her shirt.*
Don't hurt me!
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*There was that feeling again of being pulled on, tugged off kilter, it made her let out a soft shriek of a sound. Meekly pulling on her hands. Going back and forth in her head with what just happened. 'FUCKING WHORE.' that was her. She was that person, then she was being manhandled. Fat tears clung to her lashes.*
No, please no. *Jane pleaded, closing her eyes then, tears mixing with the blood that ran freely from her mouth. Somewhere in the back of her mind, a name clicked.* Ty? Where are you?
*Jane groaned then, eyes rolling back, her hands went to her belly, she was frantic, and freaked, and her entire body was rebelling. Toppling over, Jane managed to hit her cheek and forehead against the outer part of his left shoulder as she pitched in half the way she had.*
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fucking whore...that's what he said. *Now she was wiping her mouth, over her chest and stomach as if she was disgusted, and trying to wipe it all away.*
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*She pleaded softly, barely hearing her comment that she wouldn't.*
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*Jane hadn't heard him, too invested in keeping herself safe. When she heard the rough sounds of wheels on gravel and asphalt, Jane turned abruptly, unsure of everything. Then she heard her name being called, it literally made her jump. Her back thumping up against a random building wall. Knocking into some smoker, Jane shrank away from him then, and squealed intensely at the feel of someone grabbing for her. Turning to look, but not see anyone, not thinking to look down at first, she pulled at her hand,blood dripping from her mouth, down her chin to her shirt.*
Don't hurt me!
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*There was that feeling again of being pulled on, tugged off kilter, it made her let out a soft shriek of a sound. Meekly pulling on her hands. Going back and forth in her head with what just happened. 'FUCKING WHORE.' that was her. She was that person, then she was being manhandled. Fat tears clung to her lashes.*
No, please no. *Jane pleaded, closing her eyes then, tears mixing with the blood that ran freely from her mouth. Somewhere in the back of her mind, a name clicked.* Ty? Where are you?
*Jane groaned then, eyes rolling back, her hands went to her belly, she was frantic, and freaked, and her entire body was rebelling. Toppling over, Jane managed to hit her cheek and forehead against the outer part of his left shoulder as she pitched in half the way she had.*
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fucking whore...that's what he said. *Now she was wiping her mouth, over her chest and stomach as if she was disgusted, and trying to wipe it all away.*
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