A soft bumper escaped her lips as spasms began to take over her body. Her stomach rolled painfully with the vibrations of the thing she was in, an unbearable heat began to fill her from the center of her stomach to her head. Sylvia began to twist and turn, her right arm sending wave after wave of pain. Another whimper left her lips her an old wound began to reopen once more.
"Mama? It-it hurts...." Little Sylvia whispered against the door of her closet, her arms were limp at her sides and her head was pounding. No answer came aside from silence, Arron had given her a shot and she'd only complained as the needle pierced her skin. She'd fallen silent when a large palm fell on her knee and squeezed, a silent warning to be quiet.
"Be quiet. Your not done yet." Her mother's harsh voice cut though the haze of her mind, Sylvia whimpered into her folded knees. School hasn't gone well and her mother had been livid to hear that she'd had a fight with a girl from calling her weird. She'd arrived home and had found herself on the floor with a stinging cheek, a large shadow looming over her small form.
"Time for a shot and time out." Arron purred softly before lifting her by the arms and into the living room.
Her eyes snapped open and a strangled sound left her lips. Her glued gaze skittered across the darkness and found nothing but colored knobs and flashing lights.
Estonia rose and stretched, her bag slung over her shoulder as she exits her classroom. Pausing only to lock the door before exiting the building and heading toward her car. Her phone began to ring just as she left the lot, eyes blinking as reaches for it and unlocks the screen without looking at the caller idea.
"Yes." She sighs into the line, silence greets her for a moment before a familiar voice fills the static.
"You have a mission. The details are being sent to your phone." Estonia felt a grin tug her lips up before answering.
"I'll let you know whem I arrive." The line goes dead and with a flick of her wrist, hee phone is sent to her bag with a sigh. She'd began teaching and so far, she'd have to juggle her lives once more. Joy.
Turning onto the street that would lead her home, Estonia slammed on the breaks when the car ahead of her slammed on their breaks and swiveled to one side. A familiar person came into view when the lights flashed across her face, Estonia felt her eyes widen as she spots a ashen-faced Sylvia Wythe. Another shadow Estonia couldn't see clearly, got out and placed a jacket over her before guiding her into the car. She watched as the driver emerged before sliding back into the car and taking off. Blinking and humming softly, Estonia focused on her current task and began to drive once more. She needed to pack and head out.
Joy. @Briza
"Mama? It-it hurts...." Little Sylvia whispered against the door of her closet, her arms were limp at her sides and her head was pounding. No answer came aside from silence, Arron had given her a shot and she'd only complained as the needle pierced her skin. She'd fallen silent when a large palm fell on her knee and squeezed, a silent warning to be quiet.
"Be quiet. Your not done yet." Her mother's harsh voice cut though the haze of her mind, Sylvia whimpered into her folded knees. School hasn't gone well and her mother had been livid to hear that she'd had a fight with a girl from calling her weird. She'd arrived home and had found herself on the floor with a stinging cheek, a large shadow looming over her small form.
"Time for a shot and time out." Arron purred softly before lifting her by the arms and into the living room.
Her eyes snapped open and a strangled sound left her lips. Her glued gaze skittered across the darkness and found nothing but colored knobs and flashing lights.
Estonia rose and stretched, her bag slung over her shoulder as she exits her classroom. Pausing only to lock the door before exiting the building and heading toward her car. Her phone began to ring just as she left the lot, eyes blinking as reaches for it and unlocks the screen without looking at the caller idea.
"Yes." She sighs into the line, silence greets her for a moment before a familiar voice fills the static.
"You have a mission. The details are being sent to your phone." Estonia felt a grin tug her lips up before answering.
"I'll let you know whem I arrive." The line goes dead and with a flick of her wrist, hee phone is sent to her bag with a sigh. She'd began teaching and so far, she'd have to juggle her lives once more. Joy.
Turning onto the street that would lead her home, Estonia slammed on the breaks when the car ahead of her slammed on their breaks and swiveled to one side. A familiar person came into view when the lights flashed across her face, Estonia felt her eyes widen as she spots a ashen-faced Sylvia Wythe. Another shadow Estonia couldn't see clearly, got out and placed a jacket over her before guiding her into the car. She watched as the driver emerged before sliding back into the car and taking off. Blinking and humming softly, Estonia focused on her current task and began to drive once more. She needed to pack and head out.
Joy. @Briza