Blood Type discussion

Old town with no people left in it.

Naya slowly walk along the clearing, where the forest meets the road, and she kept a sharp eye out for cars repeating my grandfather’s rules in her head; ”Change your look as often as possible. Don’t trust anyone. Don’t stay anywhere any longer then you need to. Only ever pay in cash. And NEVER let anyone take your blood. Doctors are our worst enemy!”
she slowly makes my way to a small town, the sign is to worn out to read what the town’s name is but it’s clearly deserted.
She breaks into a house after stealing a pair of scissors, a long white dress, food, and hair die from a small Convenience Store.
The house has a old-lady kind of feel to it; the walls are a pail green and are covered in pictures of grandchildren, the floors are all carpet, every table has a doily on it, and the house reeked of ginger bread cookies.
She made my way over to the small kitchen and cooked some steak and corn.
She slowly chewed on my steak, allowing the flavor to bath bath tongue in its sweetness. She then took a spoon full of corn and sighed with pleasure as every peace busted with flavor between her teeth.
Naya hadn’t eaten anything but Twinkies and jam sandwiches for the last month and a half; It felt SO GOOD to have real food.
After she finished my meal, she washed the dishes she had made, and then made her way to the upstairs washroom.
She placed the blue hair die and the scissors on the bathroom sink’s ledge. She examined my scared face, my dull blue eyes, and my waist long black hair. She sighed, “I just got my hair this long too…” She whispered to myself.
Naya took the scissors up to her hair and molded a new look for herself.
“I want bangs…” she said as she clipped long chunks of hair out of her face. She swung the scissors around her index finger, “Perhaps a new method…” she suggested and took all her hair into her hands and restricted it all into a loss ponytail. She took the scissors up to the trapped hair and sniped the wad of hair. Long black chunks fell to her feet. Her newly cut hair lightly brushes her shoulders, “Longer in the front, shorter in the back.. Not bad for now...”
She opened the box of hair die and applied it to her hair.
About an hour latter she was in the shower, still, rinsing her hair.
She looked down at her hands as water droplets fall upon them, “why? Why am I so different?” she asked myself, allowing tears to flow from her eyes.
Naya's hands warmed and the water slows, all time slows. She looked around herself, “great, another thing to add to the list,” she sighs un-gratefully.
Her hands cool and she shut the water off and steps out of the shower. she puts on her new dress and rolls her black and white striped dress and black leggings up in a ball.
She towel dries her hair then brushes it. The bright blue catches her eye, at first she thought it made her faded eyes stand out, but instead it hides them so much better.
she walks out to the back yard and notice a barbeque lounging up against the house, “perfect,” she whispers to herself as she heads towards it.
she opens the top of the barbeque and place her old cloths in it. she turns the knob that starts the flames. And then she watches her cloths burn to ash.
She then head back out to the main road and keeps walking. She's not sure where she's going or what she's looking for, but she does know that she will never get caught, she would never break any of my grandfather’s rules.

Drake glanced outside the doors of the house the had decided to live in for a while. He glanced at his sister who hummed. Then the humming stopped and she looked up. "Drake.. Why do I have to stay in here. Can I please go out... Just for a little bit!" She pleaded. Don't let her go out. No matter what! that's what his mother said before she left. She had been gone for a year now. No one knew where she went. He had to take care of his sister who always wanted out.

Zala sighed and ducked her head. He wouldn't let her go out. Her mother didn't. "well fine! You don't have to come with me!" That's when she ran towards the door and leaped out. The air was completely different from the air in the house. She twirled around in the cold air. Her brown hair wrapping around her when she stopped. She could always hear her brothers thoughts. They were quite annoying also. He always talked about needing a girl and a life.. And gosh his hormones were off the wall! He needed laid! She swore! She smiled and then the world spun and she was on the ground. Worry.... Oh it was drake.

"What are you doing!!" He yelled

((Naya is on the streets, for when you want to meet up with her))

((Yeah!! Haha. I posted. Realized I posted at the wrong place!!))

Lorraine looked around and trembled. She looked t will. "Who called?"

He parked and pulled out his phone, "my mom.."

Lorraine looked down. She felt guilty. "Will..." She clenched her fists. "You should go back... It's your family..." She whispered

Will shook his head, "I promised your mom I'd look after you."

Lorraine sniffled. She trembled. "A-will!"

He leaned over and cupped her cheek, "your stuck with me."

She laughed and hugged him tightly before yawning once again. It had been a long day..

He drove to an old house, "we can spend the night here."

Lorraine nodded. "I'm stupid aren't i?" She whispered looking down at her now empty hands. She moved them fixing her glasses. "I could have died. My stupid eyes!

He frowned and got out. He went around and picked her up. He carried her inside.

Lorraine leaned against him. He was so warm. She cuddled into him. "I'm sorry I made you come with me.." She whispered

"You didn't make me do anything," he whispered .

She looked up into his eyes before slipping into a deep sleep

He smiled and tucked her into a bed. He went to another room and went to bed too.

Lorraine jumped up in the middle of the night. Her heart racing. She sighed and placed a hand on her stomach. Oh gosh... She sighed and looked around. She quietly stood and walked outside. She needed air. She needed freedom. Why couldn't the world... The people choose hat they wanted.

Will heard something and woke up, "hello?"

She sighed and buried her hands in her face. Why did will help her? She still didn't understand!!

He found her, "hey..."

Lorraine jumped and sat up straight. She relaxed. "Oh hi..."

He leaned against the door, "are you alright?"

"Fine.." She whispered

He nodded and watched her, "want to come back in? It's late."

Lorraine looked up into the stars and sighed. She glanced over and leaped into his arms all of the sudden. She then began to kiss his amazing lips. She fell deeper and deeper into the kiss, loving every second of it.

Will was surprised by the sudden kiss, but he kissed her back and carried her back into the house where they were safe.

Lorraine stayed in his arms. She felt safe in his arms. It was the only place she felt safe right now. She felt alone before but now... She had Will. In the morning she needed to do research... Who was her father? Why were they tracking her down? SO many things that she needed to find out.
Lorraine traced his lips with her fingers She found him so amazing. His lips were surprisingly soft and his muscles felt amazing when they wrapped around him. But what were these feelings.. how could she sort them out and tell him.. How could she tell him she may be falling in... love?

Will carried her to the bed she had been sleeping in and lied her down. He covered her up and kissed her forehead, "get some sleep," he whispered, "we have a long day ahead of us."

"Okay... Will you.. Sleep beside me ?" She asked

He nodded and got into bed next to her. He wrapped an arm around her, "night."

She curled up in the safety of his arms tht she had always felt. "Good night Will.." She whispered and then soon her snores echoed through out the room

He kissed her ear lightly, "night," he whispered then fell asleep.

Time skip!!

Will slowly blinked his eyes open and yawned.

Lorraine had been up for a couple hours. Her eyes fixed on him. She watched as his eyes fluttered open and she giggled. "morning!" She beamed

He smiled lightly at her, "morning," he stretched.

She giggled. "How did you sleepbvl

"Good," he nodded, "you?"

Lorraine had personally slept amazing once she was curled up in his arms. She smiled and stroked his hair as if it was a habit. "Amazing," She whispered

He smiled sweetly, watching her, "I'm glad," he knew they couldn't stay here, but he wished they could.

She giggled and kissed his nose

He chuckled, "want to hey up?@

"Sure. We need to start moving again anyways... Right?" She asked playing with his hair.

Will nodded but didn't move, he was so comfy.

She sighed and cuddled close to him. "Will..." She whispered tracing designs along his chest.

"Yes?" He whispered back, resting his hand on her hip.

"I care for you deeply..." She whispered. Because she really did care for him. More then almost anything.