Misty Day
@lifeinmypalm
Faith and desire in a swing of my hips. Flounder with need, salvation comes to few. I choose who to save and who needs to remain dead. {#AHS #RP18+ #GL}
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24-10-2013 03:09:31
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~ lose him the first time, Romeo Carent .
You offered me protection, if I did this for you, Romeo Carent ...I merely made it a binding contract. If I am harmed, he will feel it. ~
~ [[I quirked a brow Romeo Carent , as I leaned in close to him and whispered softly.]] I'd think twice about using that clenched fist on ~
~ me, Romeo Carent . You need to relax. He needs his father to be of sound mind. It's important.
I told you, Romeo Carent . It all comes with a risk, and....nothing is free. You. Will. Protect. Me. Or, I will take care of it myself. ~
~ [[My eyes stayed on Romeo Carent 's as I let a smile creep across my features.]] Your child is waiting for you. It's time to connect ~
~ with him once again, Romeo Carent .
[[My dainty digits curled around my hips, as my hands found them, and my gaze shifted to watch Romeo Carent as he moved to where the boy ~
~ was laying. I knew Romeo Carent was pissed because of the link, but I also felt as if he planned on trying to dump me off once I'd ~
~ done what he asked. Romeo Carent just seemed to be...using me.]]
[[I slumped down to the floor, as Romeo Carent spoke to the child, my back against his carpet, while I gazed at the ceiling. The lights ~
~ began to flicker some as Romeo Carent spoke to the boy, and I knew in seconds his eyes would open, and he'd be looking up at his daddy ~
~ once again. Romeo Carent would get to see his child. This made me smile, even if the man seemed to hate me...everyone hated me.]]
//I shimmed closer to Romeo Carent and the child, then snaked my hand up to grasp the little one's in my own. My eyes falling closed, ~
~ as I rubbed my thumb over the top of the young boy's hand. I could feel Romeo Carent 's gaze dancing between me and the boy.\\ Keep ~
~ talking to him, Romeo Carent .
//The moment had come. The boy was awake, and I could see the fear in Romeo Carent , when it happened. He feared the boy didn't know of ~>
~> him, or anything for that matter, and it was partially true. The boy didn't know anything that had happened. He needed Romeo Carent ~>
~> to be a reminder. As Romeo Carent shifted his eyes to me, I nodded my head, without saying a word, urging him to keep going. Urging ~>
~> Romeo Carent to help the boy remember. That was his only hope. That was necessary...\\