Ivy tossed and turned on her bunk, deep in another one of her nightmares. They were becoming more frequent and more violent, more than once had she woken up with a new bruise or cut. These were also the cause of the faint purplish color under her eyes from the lack of sleep. She suddenly snapped awake, nearly falling off of the bunk. A cold sweat covered her face and she slowly stood up letting out a small moan. A little fresh air is all I need, she thought. Ivy walked outside and leaned against the cabin wall exhausted.
Originally posted by rare_fox(You can make me, eh?)
((back of so what if he has bad speeling i do to you dont bug me about it so dont bug him))
Originally posted by xXFacadEXxJames sighed and walked out of the woods. he saw Ivy and she looked like hell. "Whats wrong with you?" he asked, barely intersted, but curiosity won him over.
Ivy tossed and turned on her bunk, deep in another one of her nightmares. They were becoming more frequent and more violent, more than once had she woken up with a new bruise or cut. These were also the cause of the faint purplish color under her eyes from the lack of sleep. She suddenly snapped awake, nearly falling off of the bunk. A cold sweat covered her face and she slowly stood up letting out a small moan. A little fresh air is all I need, she thought. Ivy walked outside and leaned against the cabin wall exhausted.
Zuke backed of quiet and watched the two of them. "Dont fight" He said quiet and held the bear with both his hands. He looked at James first, and then Ivy. He was asking himself how two people like them could get this bad along after such a short time.
[[I need to go to bed now.. Night people.. Man, I hate my timeline ]]
Originally posted by xXFacadEXxJames smirked and pushed her against the wall, his knife going through the wall next to her head, actually cutting some of her hair. "Maybe your right, atleast... not infront of a witness... but then again.... i couldn't hurt such a beautiful girl such as youself." he pulled away from her and put the knife in his pocket "Scruff, c'mon." he walked into the room and laid down.
Ivy's heart had to skip a beat, but she kept her face indifferent, her eyes never leaving the knife. " You don't have it in you," she said or did he? she thought. He wouldn't do it in front of witnesses would he?