//Ren A few days had passed since Erza and Seiras last encounter. The red haired idol had locked herself in her room and hadnt even bothered charging her phone, so she lost contact with everyone pretty fast. Over the few days she was alone, she had gotten a total of 5 hours of sleep. Endless nightmares plagued her restless nights, the effects of it were definitely starting to take effect. That man.... if only she had... in the end there was nothing she could have done. In Erzas room, her curtains were shut, her covers ruffled from tossing and turning and endless fevers. In fact she had one now. She wasnt in her right mind. Though she didnt care anymore. Getting out of her bed and stumbling over to the mirror in the corner, she looked at herself. Perfect, just for the media. To hide all her secrets. To be the perfect idol. Though right now her face was red as a tomato from the fever. Pulling down her shorts and underwear just so her hip was revealed, she sighed. A deep and painful scar tainted her perfect skin. It ran longer than a hand width, and it had healed well, yet it was still visible. Her thumb ran over it as the sound of his voice echoed. The memory was as clear as daylight... While her mind was indeed occupied, a visitor had appeared at the doorway.... ¤ Erza ¤
Posted on: Mon, 05 Jan 2015 18:28:40 +0000