Thread: Little Did They Had {Revenge x viktri_neɪʃən]

RE Little Did They Had Revenge - Viktrinen During the long, stressful night Kelly slept like a baby. Not a single sound was made from her as she slept peacefully besides the company of her boyfriend, as they slept together, and the long night. However, once morning appeared and the sun was nearly at peak to the highest point of the sky, Kelly finally awoken. The lazy, stubborn yet crispy, of her eyes laid dryly in her eyes as she would blink a couple of times, before lifting a hand and sending it to her eyes and wiping away the small crust that formed during the night. Once it was done and she was now sitting properly in a sitting position, Kelly looked to side of the bed and noticed something was missing. Noticing the love of her life was missing and was nowhere to been seen, she nearly freaked but not much. Angelo? She called out, her hand wandering around the room before looking at the bedroom door. Babe-? No answer. Gulping slightly she got off the bed and strolled herself to the bedroom door and opened it, and walked inside the living room. No Angelo. Kitchen. No Angelo. Upstairs. No Angelo. Where could he be? As this would continue Kelly suddenly closed her eyes and calmed herself, telling herself he was somewhat safe and didn't need to worry. With that, she slowly paddled back to the bedroom, closing the door behind her. However, Kelly didn't have went to bed. Instead she went to the front of the room and glanced silently to the square mirror that stood against the beige colored wall, and stood there admiring her beauty and her swollen stomach that almost matched to a round ball, but more attached to her stomach and not bumpy one. Placing a hand on the stomach that is now currently popped, she then lowered her head and glimpsed down at the frame of pictures in front of her and smiled. Each swift glanced she managed to picked up, each of them represented a picture of her or either a picture with her family in the past or with Angelo, however, they were only old and not recently. And with each picture she looked at, it either took her a full- time minute or so to fully become aware of the feeling, or sensitive spot to suddenly awake and it worked. Each picture managed to place a touching yet memorial spot for her. As Kelly spent almost half the time, paralyzed to the memorial pictures of her experiences, she had literally forgotten about the disappearance of Angelo. The looks, the backgrounds, the smiles - looked so amazing it was almost important for Kelly to focus, but when she heard the light footsteps and the creaking sounds of the door it soon changed. When she turned around and noticed Angelo was standing by the doorway she had noticed a changed in him, and was able to see the blood and the black and blue buries that laid on his face and Kelly nearly freaked. Her world paused to panic . Oh, my god... She whispered, slowly strolling to him. What happened? She whispered. She stood in front of him examining the new look, the way he looked made Kelly want to cry especially the pain he was in and hated the fact she had no one to called in order to help, though she wondered she happened. Who did this to you Kelly had so many questions to ask.