Thread: RP: SPLIT : ONLY HUMAN [ Horror_Show & randomname98766789 ]

I bet you cant stay like this forever. Her father in good humor teased at his daughter. All three of them were in different position, stretched out on a twister board in the family room. John, her mother laughed, trying to keep her knees locked so she didnt fall. Just spin the damn thing Rachel. John said competitively trying to keep a straight face. Jennifer was letting out small noises, trying not to laugh. She was stuck, tangled in-between both her parents, both of her arms and legs spread out of different colored circles. Her mother, Rachel carefully reached out, balancing on her three limbs, while spinning it. Right food red. She read out at John . Her father did his best to move one leg in-between his wives two legs and his daughters one arm. He was in an awkward position, almost provocative, his wife laughing made him collapse flat. Jennifer plopped down knowing the game was over, she laughed out. A little to excitedly than one should be even for the joyful situation. Her adoptive parents were in each others arms laughing, not minding. The sweet sound of their adopted daughters energetic laugh brought happiness. Jennifer laugh was a little jumpy, heated with high breaths as her eyes lit up like a little kid. She coughed out a little, holding herself up with one fist, using her other to cover her mouth. Easy there Jen Her father said not wanting her to get to wound out and start an asthma attack, she nodded, still breathing hard trying to simmer down her laughing. The doorbell started going off, someone was at the front door. Both of her parents looked at each other curious, her mother shrugged. Jennifer while still laughing somewhat pushed up, but her father was already on his feet saying he would get it. Jennifer took the bottle of water her mother gave her, Rachel winked at her rubbing her shoulder lovingly. Her mother took a slight glance on her daughters Fitbit, they got one that tracked her heartrate and breathing. It was a little higher than normal but still within the safe range. Suddenly her father was yelling at her mother, but his tone automatically alerted Jennifer. RACHEL. GET JENNIFER IN HER ROOM, NOW! Rachael also looked concerned. You could hear John giving threats to whoever was at the front door. CALL THE POLICE ONCE YOU GET HER UPSTAIRS. He called back. Rachaels facial features changed to motherly and protective, as if she knew. Mum Jennifer asked confused as her mother grabbed her hand pulling her down the hall away from the family room, the opposite end from the front of the house. Rachael guided Jennifer up the stairs to the second floor from the kitchen entryway, she rushed them down the hall toward her daughters bedroom. Mumwho is that, whats going onis Dad ok? She asked, scared. As they passed the stairs that led down to the living room, Jennifer looked down and could hear her fathers angry words. You have no damn right to be here. We clearly told Dr. Fletcher we wanted no communication, no visitation. We dont want her to know! He yelled at the unknown visitor. Jennifer grounded herself, planting her socks into the thick carpet, making her mother stop. Who is that? She whispered, in a desperate tone. She continued to hear her father and the unknown man argue, making her father more and more pissed. RACHARL CALL THE GOD DAMN POLICE PLEASE! He yelled. Jennifer pushed her mom off and started descending the stairs in at a rapid pace. Her father looked back, looking worried she was approaching and tried to motion for her to stop but she didnt listen. She got almost to the end of the staircase, and could see past her father at a rather strange, bald man standing outside, he had a hand behind his neck rubbing it nervously. His blue eyes peered up to meet hers, he had the same exact shade of blue eyes. Soon as eye contact was made, Jennifer felt her body go weak, leaning into the banister. She had seen the man before, at the local Philadelphia Zoo several times, each time was meaningless, as he was just a janitor or working concession. She fell to one knee, holding into the banister railings as she started breathing very hard. John had tried to slam the door but the bald man had wedged himself in-between and was stronger, so strong he caught the door holding it back. She saw what looked like his eyes glossing as he kept eye contact. There was some weird connection, she recognized him, as if she had been across the line and pulled through, as if she had broken time and fallen through to this specific moment. That frontiers had been torn apart. WhoWho-Who are you. She asked, her eyes swelling with big tears. Her mother was behind, consoling her, she had already called the police. The man had kept eye contact, tears silently decorating his face as he has this weird, attractive smile. Your father her mother whispered, burying her face in her daughters hair, almost tearful, holding her protectively at a distance on the stairs. videoyoutube Heaven's distraction There's no persuasion Stronger than sorrow It's stronger than ... It's a matter of choice Learning to trust My hand to you My hand to you Just as simple Just as simple as that You're only human An observer at that And if you're wary Don't believe me at that