Cuddle Valley High: Role Play

Allor punched out the mirror above the sink.

Derek closed his eyes and tried not to want to go pound on the bathroom door.

Allor roke off a piece of glass and stared at it. Could she go through this? Hell yeah! She sighed. Taking a deep breath she took the ppiece and dragged it across her stomach. She it back a scream as the blood started to flow. Allor knew it wouldn't be long. She had already lost a lot of blood. Allor felt the dizziness start as she fell to the floor hitting her head on the sink.

"Shit." Derek stood up and pounded on the door to the bathroom. Knowing she probably wouldn't open it, he found a hammer nearby and started bashing away at the lock.

Krysten jumped up and ran to see what was going on.
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The lock gave way breaking and dropping to the floor. The door swung open revealing Allor laying on the floor glass in hand. Blood pours from her stomach and the gash on her head.

"Oh shit... oh f*cking shit..." Derek's eyes widened in horror. "Fedya pull the f*cking bus over!", he yelled to the driver. The bus stopped, and Fedya ran back to see what had happened.

Krysten screamed. "Allor!" she knelt beside her friend. "Oh my god! Fedya help her!!!"

Fedya pulled out his handy dandy medical equipment. He dug through it, apparently searching for something, then pulled out a needle and some other stuff. He took a deep breath, rubbed the palms of his hands together, and started stitching Allor's stomach back together.

Allor's hand weakly tried to slap Fedya's hands away. "Leave me." she slurred.

"F*ck Al, quit being so goddamn sadistic... You didn't ruin my life, you made it a hell of a lot better than it was before... But you know what? If you die, you will ruin my life, and I'll probably end up doing the same thing you are, eventually. I sound crazy when I say this, but I don't give a shit what the f*cking mob did to me. I ain't dead yet, and I still have you... But dammit... If you die, I don't have anything to live for. Do you understand that?"

Katherine gazed in horror and grabbed allor's wrist as hard as she could.

Allor groaned. "Fine." she said turning her head away from them. She couldn't ear to look at them.

Krysten grabbed Allor's face. "Al, quit being a *****." she whispered making her friend smiled.

Seth brought a clean damp napkin from the bathroom, He placed it on her forhead.

Allor smiled at them. She sighed when she couldn't see Jorgen. "W...Where's Jor?"

Jorgen laughed as he knelt down and gently dabbed the wet napkin Seth had gotten to clean the gash. "You're crazy, you know that? You didn't ruin our lives. We did." he said moving to let Fedya stitch it.

KAtherine smiled, "Jorgen's right Allor, if anything you have made our lives our better"

Seth came back with his navy blue backpack, and took out a small bottle of tequila, "I sorda took this from the hut" He knelt down and gave it to ALlor, "Its a great painkiller"

Allor shook her head. "I..I couldn't." she said. refusing. "I promised Wolf." she said.

Seth chuckled "You're a strong one AL" He said putting the bottle back in the bag. He stood up to make way for Fedya.

Al gave Seth a weak smile. "Where are we anyways?" she asked krysten.

"Italy, or southern France. I'm not sure which."

Allor frowned. "Are we going to fly to America?"