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Scout and Max
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Jan 10, 2015 09:21PM
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Oops! Idk it didn't show up...her name is Sia.
Yeah. But how do you want it to start out? Any ideas?
How about Sia is getting assaulted by a group of men and chad saves her? Assuming they don't know eachother?
((I caaannnn))It was late on a Wednesday evening and Sia was walking down the city streets. There were a few people around, but not many since it was during the week. With her headphones over her ears and her backpack on her back, Sia trekked down the street and turned left onto a silent street.
A deep whistle made Sia remove her headphones from her ears. "Hey cutie." A man emerged from the shadows, covered head to toe in tattoos. Two other many stepped out behind him. "Nice headphones you got there." "Um...they're not Beats but they suffice..." She tried to have a simple conversation.
"You got a snarky mouth on you." The man approached. "I like it." He licked his lips and pushed Sia up against the wall. She gasped as the other man yanked her headphones off her person and peeled off her jacket.((It could be worse lol))
He slapped her across the face went Sia wouldn't hold still. He pulled out a knife and held it to her throat. "Make any sudden moves and it'll be your last." He growled and the men pinned her arms and legs to concrete wall as the main guy groped her chest, lifting her shirt."Stop..please." Sia begged and gulped.
When his hand travelled to far south for Sia's liking, she let out a scream. The man roared with anger and threw her to the ground and sank the knife into her thigh. "I told you to shut up!" Sia cried out in agony.
The man left the knife in Sia's thigh and backed away as he watched this stranger beat up his coward friends. Sia curled up on her side, placing a hand on the knife stuck in her skin.
The man collapsed to the ground, unmoving.Sia whimpered at looked up at the boy who saved her. Her vision was blurry with tears. The knife throbbed pain up her spine.
"No! I was fucking stabbed!" She cried and sat up and looked down at the knife sticking out of her leg. ((I'm off to bed! I'll reply in the morning :) ))
"No. Not really." she shook her head and winced.
She shook her head again and ripped off a piece of her shirt.
"I think you should remove this knife first." She muttered.
"But we can't keep it in. Just do it. Please." She panted.
She gasped and gritted her teeth, groaning in pain.
"Not really know." She raised her arms, ready to hold onto him.
She held onto him. "Why did you get kicked out?"
"I was working late. I work at the dingy comic store around the corner." She told him. "My uncle owns it."
"Me to. But a job is a job." She sighed.
"Me to." She smirked.((Are they in high school?))
((Yeah that's fine))"He could have got me good somewhere else." She muttered.
"Hell no." She scoffed and looked up at him with an odd look on her face.
She nodded in agreement. "Neither would I. But I've had my fair share of unexpected groping at parties." She sighed.
"Don't be. I'm thankful it didn't escalate to anything else. Thank you." She smiled. ((this is going to be a romance right?))
"That's good to know." She smirked. It felt good to kind of smile after a scary situation. ((just checking))
"Yes. But I don't like the people in it." She laughed.
"You can be an exception though." She laughed again.
"Ha! I'm hardly a princess." She laughed but her cheeks flushed pink.
"It's totally fine." She smiled. "Its always good to look at scary situations in a fantasy kind of way so they won't seem so scary."
"I have." She nodded. "Beat it twice. Lately i've been tackling the classics though. I'm currently playing The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time."
"Nope, not yet. I have to go shopping still." She told him and pointed a tall three-story house sandwiched between two just like it. "That's me there."
"Yeah, can't tackle the stairs alone." She smirked. "You can stay if you want. I've been trying to beat this one boss and I can't. Maybe you can help?" She smiled.
She nodded and straightened her body in his arms a little, bucking her hips up as she fished for her her keys in her jeans pocket.
"Thanks, I guess. I'm only 115." She told him and pointed to her bedroom door down the hall. ((her room:http://data.whicdn.com/images/3901475...
She kicked her bedroom door open easily. "Ta-Da."
(( i don't know if the picture loaded))"My parents arent home so you dont have to worry." She sat up and examined the hole in her jeans and the hole in her skin where the knife was.
"Don't know. Don't care." She mumbled. "Um, do you mind if I take off my pants? I need to mend to this...."((Good good))
She lifted her hips and shimmied out of her jeans. She had on simple black panties. "It's not the first time someone took mine off." She smirked and reached over into her nightstand and took out a first aid kit.
"Don't worry about it. I can do it. Just tell me one thing: do you think this needs stitches?" She leaned back and looked down at the wound. The knife didn't go all the way in.
She nodded and took out a bottle of disinfectant and a cotton ball.
"I don't mind doing it." She smiled, poured the liquid on the cotton ball and dabbed the wound that was thankfully not bleeding anymore.
