Gasp. The Russian woke up with a start, sharply sitting up as her messy locks tumbled around her face like a mane. Nightmares, again. Willow sighed, sitting up fully and hugging her knees. Since she had ran away she same nightmare, of him killing her. It seemed so real until the moment she woke up from screams from her mother. Willow sighed, falling back onto her pillow with a light thump and she just stared up at the ceiling the rest of the night, not wanting to go through it again.
Posted on: Thu, 13 Jun 2013 22:31:53 +0000
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