Thread: Little Did They Had {Revenge x viktri_neɪʃən]

RE Little Did They Had Revenge - Viktrinen Her eyes didn't miss when he unfolded the travel wheelchair. Feeling somewhat strange for some reason and her cheeks flushing with embarrassment, Kelly hoped he wasn't serious. Even though part of her was happy to go and leave, the other half felt a bit upset she had to sit on the wheelchair the entire time . This time, with her eyes not on the wheelchair anymore and on Angelo, eyes serious than ever she hoped his mind changed up until this moment, because as you can see she wasn't going on that wheelchair. But sadly, nothing seemed to even for once change the minds of her boyfriends. Suddenly feeling his hands as it gripped her gently onto her body, her body began to lower down and onto the wheelchair her world soon defeated. Kelly couldn't help but felt embarrassed. Babyy She whined, her heads lowering down to her hands, in shame. Please no Again, nothing seemed to changed his mind. Giving up then Kelly soon became glued to the chair, her face moving to a upset pout. And when Angelo abounding her only for matter of seconds she wondered what happened now it only wasted more of her time, but not the embarrassment of her wheelchair when everyone would see her and probably make fun of her. Sighing, she closed her eyes. Then..unexpectedly...her eyes reopened, realizing they were starring right in front the accessible doors of the bus as it stood there, opened. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Oh, she only manages to say before getting up and stepping aside, allowing Angelo to have enough space to fold the chair back up. Once the chair folded Kelly resumed herself and gesture forward the small flight of stairs, before to the nearest seat that only held for two people. Sitting there, she sat on the chair that was nearest to the window and rested her head on Angelo's shoulder, lightly purring as she enjoyed his hands as it rubbed in circles. Her stomach begin to kick by its father's touch, and her eyes slowly heaving before closing then, easily bored from the ride and his soft rubs. But, once her eyes reopened from the short nap, she realized they were at their spot and stood up wearily, stepping out the bus. You better not- Pausing herself from arguing any further Kelly blankly blinked her eyes and sat on the wheelchair, ending their discussion without a final word. The walk to Angelo's Uncle house was quiet, and just the way she wanted. Until a kid's voice appeared, ruining the endless love of her quietness. Kelly was forced put a straightforward smile. Hey, Santiago. What's up? She asked before hugging the young boy who looked exactly alike like Angelo, but more a bit built. Smiling at him they followed him inside the house and was able to hear the low whisper of Spanish gossiping in her ear as they went inside the kitchen, meeting everyone there and their meals in front of them. Kelly smile grew larger, especially for his uncle she almost blushed when they all shout their greetings after the arrival inside the kitchen. Heyy, guys.. Her voice cracking with a few shyness, but grateful to be here. Removing her body from the wheelchair when she had the chance to escape Kelly gesture her way to the round dinner table and sat there, her feet underneath and her back flatly leaning against the back of the chair, relaxing her sore yet swollen body. Her eyes fixed on the food that was placed in front of her before turning to Rick, realizing his attention was peering her direction and waiting for a response. Grinning lightly, she said, Well, i guess i can assume that. I mean, I'm doing fine - no major issue with me or the baby. I guess we're pretty good, Eyes then abounding Rick as it focused on the bacon strip, Kelly picked up and peeled it in half before taking a small bite and chewing lightly, still remembering her respects and around others. Swallowing the over left bacon she had chewed she glanced back up, resume saying, But, I'm supposed to meet my mom today and stuff...Maybe that can help with things a bit.. Her eyes lowering.