cranaberry
Meanwhile across town, Dagger mentally went through his plan. Grab the cash, shoot Boston, and speed like hell across to Jonestown. There was one problem left however, Sydney. She hadn't shown up at the rendez-vu, and it had been three hours since he'd heard from her. She didn't ever go incommunicado - something was up.
plans. what plans do you have? do they involve getting carried away in the night by a dark, masked figure? mine do. they involve my blood being drank and my spirit vanishing, turning me into some Other than human. yum.
me, I trusted him but he broke my heart. she trusted him with her life, he was her daddy, she his sweet little girl with the rosy cheeks and the blond pig tails. until the day he let her down, he never picked her up from gymnastics practice, and left her stranded in the rain outside. as she walked the 6 miles home, she realized he wasn’t perfect. when the car pulled up to ofter her a lift, she got in gladly, thanking the young man for his kindness. she shrugged off her wet windbreaker, and smiled at the driver. he asked her where to go, and she gave him directions. but he didn’t go where she had said.