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Shepherd... Pie? I like pie... But what does shepherd pie even have in it though? Scraps? Aren't those for dogs or other sorts of furry animals..? Unless it's chocolate. Chocolate.Is. Never. Considered. Scraps. (Randomness of the day, people.)
Clip clip, snip snip. That's all I could hear in the dark room with the red velvet curtains. What was happening in the next room? Who could know? Maybe clippings from a paper? Maybe the cutting of hair? Maybe... Maybe murder?
"Just say it. It's fine, dear," he told me. His breath was hot on my neck and it smelled of sweet honeysuckle. I couldn't make myself be honest with another guy. The only time I had... It had turned out horribly. I knew I wouldn't be as bitter as I was now if it were not for that one incident. But I knew Jared... More than he knew. I had been linked with him before, hadn't I? Before he had to leave, which I learned was for my safety. I knew now that I could trust him no matter what.
"I love you," I confessed.
I could see something in his dark, malicious eyes. It wasn't just victory that he wanted. He didn't only want his father to be proud of him. He didn't only want my father to be overthrown. He wanted something else; like one has an extreme want for the purest of all gold.
As he flipped his sword between his strong fingers, I knew that he lusted for my blood to be shed.
I sunk to my knees. How could this have happened..? My heart ached like I had failed everything I had done in my life. I had found my father where I knew he would be. And I was right about him, too. He was ashamed of me. That's why he had gone into hiding.
The thing is, I never thought I would be known like this. I thought I would be known for "The weird girl that never did much of anything". Instead, I would be going down in history as the chick that took a guys eye out in a fight to save Olympus. Well that's just fantastic.
The blackness of the room suffocated me beyond belief. I didn't know if it went on forever, or if I only took one step I would run into a wall. All I knew was was that when this cell of a place opened, I was going to be in a world of trouble that I may or not make out of alive.
As his eyes became stone cold and blackened, I knew he was seeing something. He was the son of Apollo, after all. This happened, right? The thing was was that I never was alone to try to figure out how to get him out of this state. There had always been someone around to help me. But now I was alone to see what he was going to predict from a prophecy.
I looked at my hands. Placed between them was a yen and yang charm speckled red. It was once a cherished necklace of mine... But since the fight... It was torn from my neck and there was no replacing it. Now, it was just a charm that I held between my hands speckled with my own blood from the battle.
Death at a Funeral is a great movie... I've only seen parts of it and it looks hilarious. That dude was scared of that old ladie's hat! Haha, I would be too... That was one ugly hat...
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