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Gwen Bryant
Trying to think of a song to sing was hard, especially now that she felt destroyed. The evidence of coming down from her high was beginning to reveal itself rather quickly and she knew that if she didn’t use again soon, she would be in for a whole lot of hurt. Making it to the end of the property without looking suspicious was going to be difficult, and as much as she was appreciating Bailey’s company, she knew she wouldn’t be able to make it much longer.
The trembling in her hands grew worse and she grabbed at the fabric of her dress as her palms grew sweaty. Her thoughts were hardly on the song choice anymore and guilt slightly nudged her as she looked at the redhead in front of her. She was looking adorable, waiting for her to sing. It had been so long since Gwen had sang...she wasn’t even sure if she could sound as good as she use too. ”I’m...I’m...just not...sure.” her teeth chattered from the harsh shaking she was experiencing. Luckily, before the women could go any further, Braden showed up to say hello to Bailey and it was Gwen’s chance to escape.
”We-ll should...probably get...back to the party.” she tried to say as quickly as she could before waving to both of them. Turning away, she headed off away from the rose garden towards the back grassy area. She hadn’t seen her brother at the side of the house in the dark and thought she was basically in the clear. Her head was already telling her to go, that no one would notice that she was gone.
Feet moving a little quicker, she rounded the corner of the larger home to reveal the grassy area, in the distance was the back of the property, where she intended on going. It was an illness, this thing she had. It possessed her every being and sucked the life out of her. She couldn’t live without it. Feeling sick, all she wanted was relief. Only hours ago she had gotten it, having trusted Thomas with Lorelei while she travelled to the back of the property to use. How horrible was that?
Gwen slowed suddenly, her thoughts clearing for only a moment, ”No.” she whispered out loud, stopping just beside a tree a little bit aways from where Syd and Farrid were. Her hand reached out, stumbling forwards with each step until she leaned against the sharp bark.
She squeezed it until she was sure that her palm would bleed, wanting to feel something other than the ache and sickness she was currently feeling, anything but that. Tears formed in her eyes and she shook her head. The air was cool but her skin was burning hot, causing the slight breeze to sting her flesh gently.
Mentions: Bailey Pilgrim59 ; Braden Trappy ; James Misty Gray ; Syd Pyroclast ; Farrid Inb4Cloaker
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