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Hi, my name is Abigail
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 | ~In The Depths Of Despair Love~ .::7::. |
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 4.76 with 17 vote(s)
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| Created: 2008-07-30 21:24:11 |
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Recap of Chapter 6:
“Goodbye, Lira. I’ll never forget you.” Abigail murmured, silently. She sat there calm, for a few moments, then stood, up and continued with her journey. Even if she had lost a great friend, that didn’t mean she had to lose everything else.
Abigail walked in the daylight, until shadows of darkness filled the midnight sky. Abigail had no breakfast, lunch, or dinner. Abigail hungrily kept walking, until she spotted the sign Tennessee. “T-T-Tennessee.” Abigail said, while in astonishment, unbelievably. Abigail then started dashing away, and spotted a whole entire locality. There were houses, and a whole nieghbourhood. It was a phenomenon. Abigail had finally reached to Lester’s area. She kept running, even if she was weary, and ambitious for food.
Unexpectedly, while Abigail’s pleasure, of finding the pits of her beloved’s home, a hand grabbed her mouth, and hauled her into a tree. Abigail bawled, not able to see who the person was in the nightfall. “Mmm! Mmm!” Abigail tried to yell. The person let go, then Abigail saw who it was. Lester.
“Surprise!”
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Chapter 7:
Abigail looked intently, at Lester’s deep, emerald eyes.
“It’s really you Lester, it really is.” Abigail said implausibly, but motionless. Lester beamed, as his grin flashed into quiet laughter. “Yes, it really is. But now I must escape with you before my parents reach here.” Lester notified Abigail, as he washed away his grin.
“You're right. But where shall we go?” Abigail asked still awing Lester’s striking flawlessness. Lester, thought for a while, and then spoke. “I know, a hotel across a few lanes, we could get a suite there.”
“Okay, let’s go.” Abigail implied. But before Abigail headed off, Lester tugged her hand causing her to shift back. Before a second, Abigail’s lips were crested on top of Lester’s. The moist of his lips, extended, around hers. It felt supernatural. Like magic. Abigail pulled, a slight bit away.
“We better get going.” She said in an undertone voice, almost a mumble. Lester smirked, and agreed.
When they had reached to the suite, Abigail settled into her bed. Lester walked into the room. “Tired already?” He asked jovially, as he kissed Abigail on the cheek. “Yes, have you forgotten that I came all the way here on my own two feet?” Abigail whispered, jokingly.
“I’d never forget.” He said in a soft voice. He rested himself bordering her. Abigail secured, her eyes, into a tranquil, and sleepily firmly fix.
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Daybreak, cracked the nightly, dusk sky.
The sunlight glinted on Abigail’s freshly, awakened eyes. As she strained her eyes, and glanced around, her eyes half-way opened, to see her clothes scattered, all around the furnishings, and coverlet. She noticed she wasn’t wearing anything. She snatched a robe, and woke Lester up.
“Lester,” she whispered, gently, as her breath brushed against his exposed back.
“Yes,” he mumbled, which came out like a slur. “I think I’m pregnant.” Abigail uttered, feeling lethargic, and weighty. Lester’s eyes flickered wide open, as he instantaneously sat up straight.
He had also detected, his clothes, spread out everywhere.
Before Lester could say anything, the door unbolted, as the solid, stilted, and polished door, flung open, as it rammed down onto the floor.
They’re stood, carrying, a bullet holding gun, dagger, and blade, Abigail’s former parents… |
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