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 Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 9:59 am
An arranged marriage between a rich and a middle class person.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 10:55 am
Hey baby even though I hate ya! I wanna love ya I want you! And even though I can't forgive you I really want ta I want you! Tell me, tell me baby Why can't you leave me? Cause even though I shouldn't want it I gotta have it I want you! Head in the clouds Got no weight on my shoulders I should be wiser And realize that I've got One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got one less, one less problem One less problem without ya I got! One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got one less, one less problemI know you're never gonna wake up I gotta give up But it's you! I know I shouldn't ever call back Or let you come back But it's you! Every time you touch me And say you love me I get a little bit breathless I shouldn't want it But it's you! Head in the clouds Got no weight on my shoulders I should be wiser And realize that I've got (-`ω´- ) (●ゝω)ノヽ(∀＜●) &_& (◡_◡) (◕-◕) (◕o◕) (∩_∩)
Brayla heard the soft spoke voice of her loving mother and then the long slim fingers that belonged to her. Brayla groaned as she slowly opened her eyes and looked up to see her mother smiling down at her and soothingly running her fingers over her arms. Slowly Brayla pushed her small frame up and sat straight up as she looked over at her mother. "Hey baby girl." She said sweetly as she gave her a soft smile. "You need to get dressed in the best clothes that you have. Your father has something to tell you and someone will be coming over in about an hour." Her mother said, but Brayla noticed that she couldn't looking her in the eye. She was a little confused about that because her mother would always look into her eyes when she talked to her.
"What's wrong momma?" She asked her mother and she just sighed and stood up. "Just be ready in an hour and come down stairs." She said with her voice laced with something Brayla had never heard before come from her mother. To Brayla her mother was the happiest person she knew in her life. Even on the most darkest of days, her mother was the sun and would fix everything. Today, she didn't have that glow to her and that meant that something serious must be going down in an hour.
Brayla nodded her head as her mother gave her a soft smile that didn't reach her eyes. She turned around and walked out of the room, leaving Brayla time to get ready. She sighed as she pushed herself out of her bed and padded over to her bathroom that was connected to her room. Walking in, she turned the shower on and undressed herself. Once she was, she got under the fast spray of the water and started to do her normal routine. Finishing up in about twenty minutes, she twisted the knob and stepped out of the shower, grabbed the towel that hung on the rack on the wall. Drying herself off, she wrapped the towel around her body and walked back into her bedroom.
Going over to her closest, she looked through her closest and pulled out one of the only nice dresses that she had. Her mother probably wanted her in a dress, but it was hard to get dresses when you didn't know what it was that you were getting dressed for. Walking over to her bed, she laid the dress down and then got dressed and in normal pair of clothes so that she could do her hair and make-up. Sitting down at her vanity, she started to curl her hair into loose curls, so that they framed her thin face. Once her hair was curled and brushed through a little bit, she pinned in back so that it wouldn't fall into her face.
When she was satisfied with her hair, she moved onto her make-up. She didn't go too heavy on the make-up. She put on some foundation and a little blush to give her face color and put on some eyeliner and mascara. When that was all done, she stood up and went over to put her dress on. Pulling it on, she zipped it up from the side and walked over to the mirror she had when she had her whole outfit on. Standing in front of her was a girl that was 5'4''. Brayla was eighteen years old and had just finished high school, which she was happy about. The dress she was wearing showed off her long slim legs and arms, but not too much for her father to get mad about. Whatever was happening must be very important or her mother wouldn't seem the way that she was earlier.
Putting on her feathered earrings and key necklace, she smiled at herself in the mirror. She didn't really dress up like this all the time, but she liked it. Spraying herself with her perfume, she shoved her feet into her sandals and began to walk down the stairs to her where she knew her parents would be. Before she left her room, she noticed that she had about five minutes, which meant she did a good job with time.
Reaching the bottom of the stairs, she walked over to the living room to find her dad and mother sitting on the sofa. She father was watching tv, but her mother looked like a nervous wreak. "Why did I have to get dressed up?" She asked no one in particular, but she saw both of her parents turn their heads to look at her. "That will all be established when the guest gets here." Her father voiced and Brayla went over to sitting down on the couch next to her mother. She smiled softly as Brayla and she couldn't help but smile back to her mother. Brayla was always close to he mother because she was an only child.
{{Heres her outfit. http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=166672998 }}
(◡_◡) (◕-◕) (◕o◕) (∩_∩) (-`ω´- ) (●ゝω)ノヽ(∀＜●) &_&
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 11:29 am
 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxZakhary Zalachenko ┅┅┅┅┅ ♑ ¸ xxxxxxxto be free means to take responsibility, and prepare yourself for what's to come xxxx▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅▅▅
The pitch black night only seemed to drag on, as a male walked the city streets, out of boredom and out of curiosity. He kept his scarf over his face in order to protect him from the soon to be sunlight. Sunrise was only a few hours away. The male stopped walking as he overlooked a house. Writing down the information, the male made a mental note. It was in decent shape, and looked to be away from the sun. Not to mention it was close to the Plaza. Hearing his Cellphone ring, the male sighed. Pulling down his scarf, the male answered his phone. Hello?
Why aren't you in your bed. a voice replied. Advokat bite my a**. It's Four AM and I wanted to take a walk while the sun was down. Zakhary replied as he picked up his pace. Whatever. Dad wants you home ASAP. You have a special day in front of you.. The call went dead. Zakhary let out another sigh and felt unprecedented rage fill his body. Throwing his phone into the lake, the male kept walking.
Zakhary reached the house his Adoptive family lived in and made way for his room. Taking off his clothes,the male walked into his bathroom and took a quick shower. Re-entering his room he grabbed a solid grey shirt, his black jeans, and his Black jacket.Taking a burgundy scarf he wrapped it around his neck before combing his hair. Seeing himself, the male shrugged. Not my funeral. he muttered before he walked into the kitchen. Taking an apple. the male dug his teeth into it. looking at his adoptive brother, the male spoke. Where's mom and Dad?
Mom's at work. Dad's coming home from a deal. After that we'll go to your thing. Advokat said. Zakhary shrugged and went back to his room. Lying down, the male felt sleep overtake him. The few rays of sunlight began to creep through his blinds. Putting a blanket over the window, Zakhary laid down in his bed and went back to sleep.
Zakhary wake up! Advokat yelled from the kitchen. Zakhary jolted out of bed before grabbing his scarf. Walking down the stairs, he was ushered into a SUV by his father's workers and driven to some house. Zakhary took a quick nap in the car due to his lack of actual sleep. Day time sleeping was so much easier to do. More work was to be done in the night for Zakhary. Waking up, the male exited the SUV and entered the house. Saying Hello, Zakhary pulled down his scarf and took a seat. This was done a million time already. Dad would offer the house owners money for their house, they'd reject, then they would be offered a larger sum on a final offer. Routine work.
Zakhary meet Brayla. You're soon to be wife. He heard his father say.
Advokat broke out into laughter.
Zakhary's eyes which were close to closing for another quick nap, suddenly shot open.
Looking at his father, Zakhary stared daggers. I swear to god Dad this better be some kind of sick joke. Zakhary thought as no one spoke up.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 12:06 pm
Hey baby even though I hate ya! I wanna love ya I want you! And even though I can't forgive you I really want ta I want you! Tell me, tell me baby Why can't you leave me? Cause even though I shouldn't want it I gotta have it I want you! Head in the clouds Got no weight on my shoulders I should be wiser And realize that I've got One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got one less, one less problem One less problem without ya I got! One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got one less, one less problemI know you're never gonna wake up I gotta give up But it's you! I know I shouldn't ever call back Or let you come back But it's you! Every time you touch me And say you love me I get a little bit breathless I shouldn't want it But it's you! Head in the clouds Got no weight on my shoulders I should be wiser And realize that I've got (-`ω´- ) (●ゝω)ノヽ(∀＜●) &_& (◡_◡) (◕-◕) (◕o◕) (∩_∩)
Brayla sat quietly on the couch as she waited till the guest got to the house. She confused as to why her father was not telling her who this person was and why her mother was feeling bad about it. It is quiet interesting that you can tell what a person is feeling by how they are acting. She hated knowing that her mother was in pain and that the guest was most likely the reason behind it. Brayla watched the movement of her fathers, but he seemed to be normal about the whole thing. She scrunched up her eyebrows just as she heard the door bell ring.
She jumped at the startling noise of the bell. She heard her father raise to his feet and her eyes moved over to watch her father walk slowly over to the foot door. She could feel her nervousness slowly start to rise as her father got closer and closer to the door and she couldn't put her finger on why she as so nervous. Hearing the door knob twist and then the slight creak of the door opening, she moved her head to look down at the floor. She swallowed as she could hear the footsteps of more then one person start walking through the hallways towards the living room.
When the sound of footsteps got closer to her, she lifted her head slowly to be met with three other men behind her father. Her eyes caught onto someone that was paler then the other two men and that had whitish hair. He was defiantly someone that she wouldn't mind looking at all day. She shook her head mentally and tried to get that thought out of her head and looked down at her feet. Why would she think that about a guy she had never met before or even seen before. Better yet, why had her father not told her why they were there in the first place.
Brayla picked her head up and watched as two of the men went and sat down on the couch opposite her. She moved her eyes back over to the white haired man and then noticed as his eyes shut and his body lost the tenseness that it had before when he had his eyes open. She turned her head slightly wondering if he had fallen asleep that fast. Never in her life had she ever been able to fall asleep that fast. As her attention was on him, she heard her father clear his throat and her head shot over to where he was standing.
As her attentino was on her father, she heard the older man that came say that she was going to be someones wife. Her eyes went wide as she heard the laughter of someone and her mouth fell open as she looked over to see who was laughing. Her eyes landed on the other man that came with the group. Before she could say anything, her attention went to the man she was staring at earlier and saw that he was now staring daggers at the older man.
Brayla couldn't be married. She was eighteen and she didn't even know that guy. She knew that his name was Zakhary, but he was still and stranger. Brayla quickly stood up and looked at her father. "I'm supposed to marry him?" She asked her father as she pointed towards the white haired man. Her father nodded his head and crossed his arms. "Yes Brayla. With you two marrying it will do great for our family. You both will be married within the month no questions asked.
Brayla glared at her father and crossed her arms just like he was standing. "What if I say no?" She spoke back to the father. "It will do nothing if you say no. You and Zakhary will be married and that is final. I do not care what you opinion on the matter is because Mr. Zalachenko and I have already agreed to the whole thing so it is final." He father said with authority. Brayla was confused with her father. He was never one to do this. He wasn't one to do things that related to her being. He always told her that was going to happen and this whole situation was not like him.
She looked over to her mother and gave her pleading eyes. "Is it true?" She asked her mom and saw her mother close her eyes and nodded slowly. Brayla felt he world slowly crumple and she started to have to breath harder. She couldn't believe that her father and her mother that she loved to death was going to marry off their only child for something that is stupid.
(◡_◡) (◕-◕) (◕o◕) (∩_∩) (-`ω´- ) (●ゝω)ノヽ(∀＜●) &_&
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 12:37 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxZakhary Zalachenko ┅┅┅┅┅ ♑ ¸ xxxxxxxto be free means to take responsibility, and prepare yourself for what's to come xxxx▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅▅▅
Zakhary's blood went cold for a moment, before it began to boil. Standing up, the male quietly walked over to his adoptive brother. His fists were clenched, and his knuckles white. Pulling back, Zakhary slammed his fist into Advokat's nose. The Male recoiled as he was sent flying into the wall. The wall caved in under the massive force. Advokat groaned as blood began to trickle down his nose. Zakhary spoke up. I didn't want to bother asking you to shut your god damn ******** mouth. Turning on his heel, the male grabbed his scarf and walked out of the house. Seeing his father yell at him, he did the only logical thing. Raiding a middle finger, he yelled <******** you and everything you stand for.
Zakhary felt the sun starting to burn his uncovered ******** pale skin. Zakhary muttered as he reached for his phone. Tapping his pocket, he stopped moving. <********> he yelled as he remembered that his phone lied at the bottom of a lake. Reaching for his wallet, the male went into a store and bought a snack and some change. Finding a Payphone, the male took a second to think of who to call. Alaz is away with his family. Brien's at practice. Who the hell is awake and free at eleven am. Feeling a lightbulb go off, the male dialed a number and waited for the person to answer.
Alister. It's me Zakhary. Listen I need a favor. I'm at the corner of sixth and main. Meet me at The usual spot with your car. I'll explain when i get there. thanks! Zakhary said as he talked with an old friend. Hanging up the male picked up his pace as he walked to an alleyway.
Zakhary what the hell did you do. Alister asked. I said I would explain. I'm pretty sure I broke Advokat's nose and skull. Punched him and he went flying into a wall. Broke the wall and his nose. Zakhary said as he pulled a cigarette from his pocket. Lighting it, the male took a deep breathe and exhaled the smoke. He's in Urgent Care. You're father just called me. Sent me on a man hunt after you. Alister said. God damnit. Riddle me this. Why didn't you arn me i was getting an arranged marriage? He did what now?
Zakhary smiled as handcuffs were placed on him. Alister at least buy me dinner. Zakhary teased as he let himself be put into the back of the SUV.I see why you knocked Advokat out now. Punk brat had it coming. I'll work on divorce papers/legal matters for getting you two free. Until then, behave.
Zakhary saw Brayla and a suitcase at her feet. The male fidgeted as the sun his his neck. He stood in front of his father. He continued to stare Daggers.So this is how I spend my day. Perfect. the male said sarcastically. Seeing Alister unlock his cuffs, the male covered himself with his scarf. Blah Blah Blah. Zakhary heard as his father spoke. Play nice, Wife, Family gain, business, house of your own.
Zakhary looked at Brayla. The ******** kinda name is brayla? he thought as he walked inside his house. Seeing her standing still, the male barked an order. Get in the house before you catch a damn cold.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 1:03 pm
Hey baby even though I hate ya! I wanna love ya I want you! And even though I can't forgive you I really want ta I want you! Tell me, tell me baby Why can't you leave me? Cause even though I shouldn't want it I gotta have it I want you! Head in the clouds Got no weight on my shoulders I should be wiser And realize that I've got One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got one less, one less problem One less problem without ya I got! One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got one less, one less problemI know you're never gonna wake up I gotta give up But it's you! I know I shouldn't ever call back Or let you come back But it's you! Every time you touch me And say you love me I get a little bit breathless I shouldn't want it But it's you! Head in the clouds Got no weight on my shoulders I should be wiser And realize that I've got (-`ω´- ) (●ゝω)ノヽ(∀＜●) &_& (◡_◡) (◕-◕) (◕o◕) (∩_∩)
Brayla stared at her father and heard him tell her to sit down. She sat down, but instantly brought her eyes up to stare at the man she was supposed to marry. She swallowed as she watched his aura get madder and madder and he could tell in his face just how mad he was. Before she knew it, he was standing up and was in front of the other man with his fist connected to his face. She gasped as she saw Zakhary fling the man into the wall with just a punch. Her hand went up to her mouth as she saw the wall he hit crumble around the guy that was flung into it. She was supposed to live with this guy in a house and be married to him. He looked to be very dangerous and have extreme anger issues. She heard his anger voice speak and then he went off in the direction of the house.
When Zakhary was gone, no one spoke while Advokat was busy babying his bloody noise. "Brayla, help Advokat here with his noise and when you are done, I suspect you to go back your bags and get ready to go with Zakhary." She heard her father say and Brayla just nodded her head. Even though she hated her father at that moment, she couldn't disrespect him and what he was asking. She sighed and walked over to the man that was laying on the ground and helped him up. She ushered him over to a bathroom and then sat him down on the toilet. She pulled out a wash cloth from under the sink and made it wet. She gave it to him and then excused herself to go pack her stuff.
Reaching her room, Brayla had to blink back the tears that were forming behind her eyes. No she was not going to cry about this. She was going to be strong and somehow get out of having to marry a guy that she had never met and doesn't know anything about. She was kinda scared for her life with what she had saw he could do to someone if he wanted. "Brayla, we are taking Advokat to the emergency room. Mr. Zalachenko is going to take you to where Zakhary is and do not try to leave." She heard her father yell from downstairs and she closed her eyes at what was happening in her life.
Brayla pulled out a suitcase from under her bed and then started to pack it with everything that she was going to need to not live at her home anymore. When that was full, she pulled out a backpack and packed her laptop and all of her chargers so that she could charge her phone and laptop. Signing when she was down, she placed the backpack on her shoulders and then towed the suitcase behind her as she descended the stair case in her house. Reaching the bottom, she was met with the older man and then ushered out to a SUV that was parked in the driveway of her house, well no her old house.
Getting in after placing her suitcase and bag in the back, she buckled her seat belt and then sighed again as she laid her head against the head rest of her seat. Not too long after getting into the car, it stopped and the man told her to get out. Once out, she grabbed her bags from the back and then sat her suitcase down on the ground at her feet. The man said that Zakhary would be there soon and that they could start their bonding. She swallowed and nodded her head to the man and then waited patiently for Zakhary to come to the house.
Before she knew it Zakhary and another man got out of an SUV and then the man take handcuffs off of Zakhary. She wondered why he had handcuffs on in the first place. That confused her, but before she could really think into anything, she heard him speak. Her head snapped up to see that Zakhary was already inside of the house and she glared at him as he spoke to her. She huffed as she reached down for her suitcase and then walked towards the front door to the house that she would be living in. It was bigger then the house she was living in, way bigger. It was big enough for the two strangers not to cross paths, which she liked the thought of.
Reaching the front door, Brayla walked in and shut the door behind her as she looked around the hallways. She was taken back by the sheer beauty that was inside of the house. She was entranced by the way the house was decorated. "Umm...." She squeaked out. She was still scared of the man that was in front of her. "Where will I be staying?" She asked hoping that what she was asking wasn't too much and that it didn't make him mad.
(◡_◡) (◕-◕) (◕o◕) (∩_∩) (-`ω´- ) (●ゝω)ノヽ(∀＜●) &_&
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 2:51 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxZakhary Zalachenko ┅┅┅┅┅ ♑ ¸ xxxxxxxto be free means to take responsibility, and prepare yourself for what's to come xxxx▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅▅▅
Zakhary was halfway up the stairs when Brayla opened her mouth to speak. Like a Bat out of Hell, Alister appeared at the top of the stairs. Zakhary jumped back and fell down the stairs to the first landing. You have to stop doing that Alister. Zakhary muttered as he got on his feet. Miss Brayla will share Zakhary's room. She is at your mercy. Sorry Zakhary No legal matters can break this. Zakhary cursed under his breathe as he waited for Brayla to catch up. Taking his hand and grabbing her, he moved her further up the stairs. He was getting impatient. Taking the key on his necklace, the male unlocked his room, and ushered Brayla inside. The room was spacious. Okay that was a understatement, the room was big enough to house two cars. Zakhary's desk and Computer lay at one end, and his bed at the other. Various items layed scattered to make the room more inviting. Zakhary passed Brayla and jumped unto his bed. I'm going to nap. Feel free to explore you're new house Blah Blah Blah. My wish is your command Hogwash exists. Stay out of the Top floor and the servants won't scold you. Zakhary said as he closed his eyes, and was instantly asleep.
Zakhary opened his eyes as soon as the sun went down. Getting out of bed, the male abandoned his jacket and scarf. He was hungry. Seeing Brayla's clothes in the dressers he never used, the male made sure to take note. Exiting his room, the male walked down the flight of stairs and steered clear of the kitchen on the first floor. Garlic? Again? Zakhary muttered as he climbed the stairs again. Seeing one of the younger maids bent over cleaning a desk, the male felt hunger like he never had before. His mind went blank.
Zakhary woke up to find the maid on the floor, her neck bleeding on the side. Zakhary was on the floor as well, like he was knocked out. Ignoring a nagging feeling in his stomach he yelled for help as he grabbed his shirt and wrapped it around the Maid's wound. Putting pressure on it, the male carried her down the stairs. Alister was put to use as he took her in his hands and took her to the nearest Doctor on His father's Payroll. Zakhary felt full, so he went back up to his room, where he found Brayla wandering the halls. Let her. It's her first night. he thought as he entered his room and turned on his computer.
Zakhary stood up from his computer and stretched. How much time had he wasted? Looking at the clock the male only noted a two hour difference. She'll be going to bed soonish. May as well go and find her.
Zakhary walked down the halls and found her a few seconds later. Bed. was all he said as he lifted her tired body and carried her back to his room. Laying her down on his bed, the male grabbed his headphones and walked back to his computer. Sorry to tell you im an Insomniac. If you're hungry Tell me. I'll ask Alister to go for take out or the maids to cook something.
Zakhary felt bizarrely tired. Whelp. Looks Like -AAAAH- time for me to clock out. He said in defeat. Getting into bed, the male noted warmth next to him. Oblivious to the fact that Brayla was next to him, the male placed his hands near her thigh and stomach. He smiled in his sleep. His face was full of Brayla's hair, a smell of lavendar and sweets. Something he could get use to.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 3:20 pm
Hey baby even though I hate ya! I wanna love ya I want you! And even though I can't forgive you I really want ta I want you! Tell me, tell me baby Why can't you leave me? Cause even though I shouldn't want it I gotta have it I want you! Head in the clouds Got no weight on my shoulders I should be wiser And realize that I've got One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got one less, one less problem One less problem without ya I got! One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got one less, one less problemI know you're never gonna wake up I gotta give up But it's you! I know I shouldn't ever call back Or let you come back But it's you! Every time you touch me And say you love me I get a little bit breathless I shouldn't want it But it's you! Head in the clouds Got no weight on my shoulders I should be wiser And realize that I've got (-`ω´- ) (●ゝω)ノヽ(∀＜●) &_& (◡_◡) (◕-◕) (◕o◕) (∩_∩)
Brayla stated to walk up the grand staircase, but stopped when she heard the sound of something heavy rolling down the stairs. Looking up, she noticed the man from early, that took of Zakhary's handcuffs, was standing at the top of the stairs and Zakhary was going down the stairs. She let out a breath she didn't know she was holding when he rose to his feet and then muttered something. She couldn't make out what he was saying, but she was thankful he was not hurt. She didn't know why she was, but she was.
Shortly after he had mutter, she heard the man say she would be sharing the same room with Zakhary. She swallowed the lump that was forming in her her throat and looked down at her feet. How could see stay in a room with a guy she didn't know. They would probably end up sleeping in the same bed.Before she could stop thinking about that, she felt fingers wrap around her, she was pulled both up the stairs and out of her thoughts.As they were walking, Brayla had to walk faster because she walked two steps to his one.
By the time they reached a closed door, she could feel her upbeat heart rate and watched as he removed a key from his necklace. Pushing the key in the lock, he twisted the knob and pushed the door open. It revealed a spacious room that was three times the size of her old room. She felt herself being moved and then she stopped when they both were in the room. Looking around the room, it looked so inviting and the bed looked like heaven. She just wanted to lay down and never leave it.
Before she knew it, air was swooshed around her and she heard a humph come from the bed. Before her, she saw Zakhary on the bed. Listening to him, she nodded her head to what he said and then looked around the room again. She wanted to tell him how much she liked the room, but she was too nervous to tell him. By the time she got to courage up to tell him that she liked it,her eyes zeroed in on his already asleep. She sighed and then turned and left the room after she had placed her belonging in the empty dresser and her bathroom stuff in his walk in bathroom. Since she was going to be living there, she guessed that she needed to get familiar with the house.
Walking down the deserted halls, she stopped at all the magnificent paintings that were located on the walls. The house just kept surprising her. She knew that she should be mad and furious that she had to live with a guy she didn't know, but she was already in love with the house. Brayla explored the house and stayed away from the floor that her said to. She ventured past the kitchen and looked in to see people making dinner. Right then her stomach rumbled. She jut remembered that she didn't eat all day and no wonder she was hungry. She kept walking down the hallway and then up the stairs. She didn't want to eat even though she was hungry. She was more tired from the days events and if she sat down to eat, she would surely fall asleep.
The longer she walked through the halls, the more sluggish her body was slowly becoming. She could feel her tiredness starting to itch its way into her body. By the time that she saw and felt Zakhary lift her into his arms, she was fighting to keep her eyes open. She couldn't quite put why she had the feeling of happiness when she was in his arms. She shouldn't feel anything for the man that took her away from her parents and her home. A few seconds later, she felt her body lay against the softest thing she had ever felt and her eyes looked up to him. When he said to tell him if she was hungry her stomach rumbled and she frowned at that. "Okay, but im more tired then I am hungry right now." She said in a voice that made her sound drunk and her eyes closed slowly on their own.
As she laid there with her eyes closed, she felt a weight scoot in next to her and then warmth besides hers fill the side of the bed. Before she knew it, she felt a face close to her head and then hands closer to her stomach and thighs. In that moment she was too tired to acknowledge that she didn't know the man that was next to her and this was the closest to a guy she had ever been. Brayla was too much of a shy person to even talk to a majority of boys. As her mind wondered on about what was going to happen in the days to come with a man she knew nothing of and seemed like he could hurt her easily, she felt her whole body relax and fall into darkness.
(◡_◡) (◕-◕) (◕o◕) (∩_∩) (-`ω´- ) (●ゝω)ノヽ(∀＜●) &_&
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 3:56 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxZakhary Zalachenko ┅┅┅┅┅ ♑ ¸ xxxxxxxto be free means to take responsibility, and prepare yourself for what's to come xxxx▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅▅▅
As soon as the sunlight crept through the blinds of the other windows, Alister knocked on Zakhary's door. Zakhary mumbled as he got up, and before moving for the door, the male rubbed the girls thighs before wrapping the blanket around her. Zakhary's room had its own Cooling unit, a fact he abused to no end. If the other rooms were hot, his was cold as the night. Opening the door, the male stared at Alister. Yes? University. Online. Class doesn't start til Eight PM. Look for classes available, the girl might want an education. Breakfast? Want Ales to bring it up? Would you kindly. Hows Mesal? Hurt. But shell live. What the hell happened? I dunno. I saw her cleaning, then nothing. I wake up ont he floor and see her bleeding. Maybe a one minute Gap top. I'll beef up security. Nice to see you up for once. Bit my entire a**. Zakhary said as he closed the door. Beakfast would be up in a few minutes. Retreating back to his bed, the male slunk under the covers and felt his hands back on Brayla's body. Namely her thighs and her arm. A few minutes passed and another knock came at his door. Advokat groaned and shook Brayla awake. Ales came in the door and set the food on Zakhary's long desk. Zakhary thanked her and sent her away. Sitting down, the male began to eat. Seeing Brayla lazily eat, he made a note she was more tired than anything.
Setting the plates outside his door, the male closed the door and rummaged through the dressers. He first pulled out a pair of Brayla's panties and stared at them for a second. The second was used to register that fact that he wasn't a girl, and that this was the wrong dresser. Putting them back, the male walked over to his desk and the dresser next to it. Taking out a pair of boxers, dark blue jeans. a burgundy top, and his socks, the male grabbed his towel and entered his already occupied shower. Thankfully Brayla had already showered. Zakhary pulled the dark curtain and quickly showered. Quickly dressing himself, the male wrapped his arms around the girl and looked at them in the mirror. They werent horribly looking. Maybe his father knew what he was doing. Feeling a certain part of his body rise to the occasion, the male exited the bathroom quickly and changed.
Zakhary laid down on his bed again and found a replacement phone on his desk. Loggging into his phone, the male had a flurry of text messages come in. answering the important ones, he turned off the screen and eyed the clock. He had time to waste. Seeing Brayla exit the bathroom, the male motioned for her to sit where hew as sitting. As embarrassing as it was, Zakhary let his hands rest on her thighs as she sat on his lap. Leaning back, the chair hit the wall and offered support for the male's head. I got classes at eight PM. I asked Alister to look into your academics. He'll enroll you in the basic studies and you can pick your major blah blah blah. Zakhary said as his hands mindlessly rubbed her thigh. My brother will be int he hospital for a week. His nose is broken, along with a hairline fracture to his arm. He'll live. Zakhary continued.
Sitting there, the male pulled up Netflix in his desktop and gave her the controls. They sat there, watching movies she liked for about three hours before the afternoon sun was beginning to set. Four PM. May as well go grab some lunch and then walk to Class. Zakhary said as he stood up. He was a little taller than the girl. Putting his hand around her waist, the male made a mental note of her eye color. Turning her around, he gave a small tap on her butt as they walked out of his room and into the garage a few floors down. Grabbing the keys to his Acura NSX, the male opened the door for her. Turning the car on the male drove to the Plaza and let her decide what to have for lunch. Thankfully the setting sun didnt sting as bad as the noon sun, so he ditched his scarf. Pulling into the parking lot, the male noted a rowdy bunch of eighteen year olds. He himself was twenty or so. Friends of yours? he asked as he opened the car door for her. Wrapping his arm around her, the male made sure to let the other males no to ******** with them. Namely the fact that males didnt go near girls who had boyfriends. Do I count as a boyfriend or a husband? fiance? Zakhayr thought as he entered the restaurant and waited for Brayla to pick what she wanted.
(scale of 20 may come into play later. Having a hard time finding places to be evil.)
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 4:48 pm
Hey baby even though I hate ya! I wanna love ya I want you! And even though I can't forgive you I really want ta I want you! Tell me, tell me baby Why can't you leave me? Cause even though I shouldn't want it I gotta have it I want you! Head in the clouds Got no weight on my shoulders I should be wiser And realize that I've got One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got one less, one less problem One less problem without ya I got! One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got one less, one less problemI know you're never gonna wake up I gotta give up But it's you! I know I shouldn't ever call back Or let you come back But it's you! Every time you touch me And say you love me I get a little bit breathless I shouldn't want it But it's you! Head in the clouds Got no weight on my shoulders I should be wiser And realize that I've got (-`ω´- ) (●ゝω)ノヽ(∀＜●) &_& (◡_◡) (◕-◕) (◕o◕) (∩_∩)
Sitting in the middle of her room at her old house, Brayla's head snapped to her door when she heard the noise of yelling down stairs. She scrunched up her eyebrows as she stood up slowly and walked over to her bedroom door with quiet and even placed steps. It sounded like something was happening down stairs and the last thing she wanted to do was get in the way of what was happening. Reaching the door, she slowly opened it and left the room, making her way to the stairs that lead down to the first story of her house. As she walked closer and closer to the stairs the commotion, her ears registered the voices of familiar people. She walked down the stairs and came across her parents standing there and Zakhary, as well as his brother. Before she could reach the bottom of the stairs, Zakhary and Advokat reached her parents and slammed them against the wall, instantly making them pass out. She gasped and her eyes widened when she saw both men turn their heads in her directions. In and instant Zakhary was to her, already bringing her the rest of the way down the stairs and in front of her brother. The only way she could describe the look in their eyes is to kill. She gulped just as they jumped towards her and everything disappeared as she was shaken awake from her nightmare.
Sitting up, she looked around and saw that she was in the room she was last night and still under the soft covers. She watched as a young girl came into the room with a tray of food and she instantly felt her stomach grumble. Standing up out of the bed, she felt the sheets roll off of her body and she waked over to the desk that the girl had laid the tray of food down on. Taking a seat, she grabbed one of the plates and placed it down in front of her. Still feeling the effect of being tired, she sluggishly picked up her fork and started to eat the food that was placed on the plate in front of her. Not to long after she had started eating, she finished her food and stood to her feet. "I'm going to take a shower." She said tiredly to him as she turned and walked over to the dresser that she had placed her things into. She pulled out and outfit and then walked the rest of the way to the bathroom. Her outfit consisted of a bra, panties, white skinny jeans, and a crop top with an undershirt on that covered her stomach.
Shutting the door, she removed her clothes and sat them in a pile in the corner of the bathroom so that she wouldn't step on them when she got out of the shower. Turning the knob for the shower, she twisted it to the perfect temperature and got in. She closed the curtain and sighed as she felt the water trickling down her body and relax her tense muscles in her back. She quickly washed her hair and her body. When she had just finished washing the soap off of her leg, she heard the shower curtain open and then Zakhary get into the shower. She quickly covered herself with her hands and felt her cheeks turn a deep shade of pink. "Uhhh." She barely got out when she quickly got out of the shower. She was beyond embarrassed now that he had seen her naked. She grabbed one of the towels that was in the bathroom and quickly rushed to get dressed before he could she her again naked. To get over what had just happened, she decided to leave her hair straight and just put on a little bit of makeup.
As she was drying her hair, she heard the shower cut off and then saw Zakhary get out of the shower. She diverted her eyes to look at herself in the mirror instead of him. Just as she had finished drying her hair, she felt him wrap his arms around her and she looked at him in the mirror. She shallowed as she was waiting for him to say something about the shower, but it never came and he left the bathroom rather quickly. Doing her makeup now she finished and then walked of the bathroom to see him laying down on the bed playing with his phone. She saw him ushering her over to sit down on his lap and she blushed as she walked over to him and did as he said. She instantly felt his hand on her thigh and she surprisingly wasn't bothered by it. She actually liked it, but she would never tell him that she did. When he had leaned back, she let out a little sound thinking that they were going to fall, but they stopped when his head rested against the wall.
She heard what he had said about school and she nodded her head. "Is there a way I can do them online?" She asked him. She didn't want to go to college and do them. She would like it a lot better if she did it at home because she could probably get through it a lot faster. When he spoke about his brother she looked at him. She was going to ask him about why he did it, but she just left it as it as and decided that she better not ask him.
A few seconds later, she watched him as he pulled Netflix on his computer. A smile instantly broke out on her face. She loved Netflix. When he gave her the controls, she smiled even more and henpecked a movie that they could watch. As the movie started she found herself relaxing into his body and she leaned her head down on his shoulder. During the movies, she found herself slowly falling asleep, but was woken up by him speaking and the vibration running through him as her head laid on his shoulder. She needed to figure out why she was this comfortable with him. She stood up and allowed him to stand up. Feeling his arm wrap around her, she felt him pull her through the huge house and finally to a garage, but looked up at him when she felt him tap her butt. She stared at him, but noticed that he wasn't looking at her. He must be playing it off and trying to look like he didn't do anything.
She smiled at him as he opened the car door for her. He could be a gentleman ,she thought. Getting into the car, she buckled up and shut the door. As they drove, she watched the surroundings pass by them and before she realized where they are, they were already at a plaza and he had parked the car. Getting out of the car. she noticed him take off the scarf he was wearing and that made her confused. "Why do you wear a scarf? You wore one yesterday when you came to my house?" She wondered out loud. She noticed the rowdy crowd of teenagers and noticed a few of them as people she used to hang out with during school. When he asked if she was friends with them, she shrugged her shoulders. "I was in high school. I don't know about it so much now." She said as a few of them looked at her and then waved. "I guess they still are." She said as she waved back just as she felt him wrap his arm around her. She looked up at him trying to see what he was doing, but noticed that he looked lost in thought. Entering the restaurant Brayla looked to see what she could get to eat. "Maybe I just want a cheeseburger." She told him as she looked up at him. He was taller then her so she had to look up every time she wanted to talk to him. With each time she looked at him though, she more pulled she felt to look at him longer and longer. She really needed to figure out the reason behind that.
(◡_◡) (◕-◕) (◕o◕) (∩_∩) (-`ω´- ) (●ゝω)ノヽ(∀＜●) &_&
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 5:21 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxZakhary Zalachenko ┅┅┅┅┅ ♑ ¸ xxxxxxxto be free means to take responsibility, and prepare yourself for what's to come xxxx▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅▅▅
Zakhary felt his stomach growl for food. Human food at least. Hearing Brayla's small desire, he chuckled. All the money in the world and you want a cheeseburger. He said as he saw the line die down. Ordering the food, Zakhary's ears perked up to the commotion outside. apparently there was a lot of sound for a bunch a idiots. Zakhary's body tensed. Sitting down and waiting for the food, Zakhary stared out the window. I wear a scarf from eight to noon to avoid sunburn. Problem with pasty white skin. I mean Social interaction is why I have to take my classes in person. I'll ask Alister about online classes. Zakhary said. Seeing the signs of a fight outside, Zakhary's body screamed at him to move. There was something he smelled. Blood.
Zakhary walked out of the restaurant and turned his attention to the fight. Oi what you want ********> That was all Zakhary needed. rushing forward, Zakhary faked going left and sent someone flying into their car with a right punch. The punch wasn't as strong as the one for Advokat, but it still looked like it hurt. Seeing the fight die down, Zakharyy grabbed the English man and lifted him off the ground. Give me one good reason I dont beat the s**t out of you. Zakhary threatened, the sound of bloodlust and rage filling his usually calm voice. Seeing knives drawn, Zakhary scoffed. Really? Knives. What are we twelve? Fine have it your way. Zakhary said as he threw the man into the crowd. Seeing a knive come for his throat, the male ducked, and quickly disarmed the attacker. Combat training with alister finally pays off. Zakhary thought as he grabbed the knife and held it to the woman's throat. Unless you want a vendetta with Zalachenko. Leave. Zakhary dropped the knife and the woman. Walking back into the restaurant, he saw many people clapping, and some girls swooning. Sitting back down with Brayla, the male looked bored. People disgust me. Do one act of human nature and everyone loses their damn minds.
Zakhary walked out of the restaurant with Brayla and put his hand around her waist. Entering the car, he checked the time. He still had an hour to kill. Looking at Brayla, he placed a kiss on her cheek. Don't freak out. Alister has enough trouble keeping me alive. Then again I've never lost a fight.
Driving to the campus, the male exited his car and walked Brayla to the tech room. seeing his friends he spoke. I need a favor. Hide Brayla from Faculty, next years tuition is on me. Everyone's mouth dropped. Looking at the girl, they pondered places to put her. Deal. What happens if shes found out by Faculty? You see my lie my way through a problem.
Zakhary left the room after kissing Brayla on the cheek. Entering his classroom, the male took out his notebook and waited for the class to begin. After two hours of boring lecture, Zakhary decided Brayla had a point. Online classes were better to a degree. Exiting his class, the male went back to Tech for Brayla. He took a seat as the tech department was still in the middle of an act in a play. Those smart bastards. Hide her in plain sight.
Seeing Brayla walk to him, Zakhary smiled. Enjoy the school life? Entering the car, Zakhary drove them home. Walking her back to his room, the male ordered take out as dinner and sat down in his chair. Seeing a flurry of messages, Zakhary threw his phone into silent mode. He could answer them later. Pulling Brayla back into his lap, the male held unto her, and liked the smell of her hair. rubbing her stomach, the male spoke up. So this is what Alister meant by my unnatural fascination with skin.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 6:45 pm
Hey baby even though I hate ya! I wanna love ya I want you! And even though I can't forgive you I really want ta I want you! Tell me, tell me baby Why can't you leave me? Cause even though I shouldn't want it I gotta have it I want you! Head in the clouds Got no weight on my shoulders I should be wiser And realize that I've got One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got one less, one less problem One less problem without ya I got! One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got one less, one less problemI know you're never gonna wake up I gotta give up But it's you! I know I shouldn't ever call back Or let you come back But it's you! Every time you touch me And say you love me I get a little bit breathless I shouldn't want it But it's you! Head in the clouds Got no weight on my shoulders I should be wiser And realize that I've got (-`ω´- ) (●ゝω)ノヽ(∀＜●) &_& (◡_◡) (◕-◕) (◕o◕) (∩_∩)
Hearing him talk about what she wanted to eat, she looked down at her feet and blushed deeply. If she had all the money in the world, it would take her a while to get used to it. To her she will always never buy anything unless she herself had the money to get it. That was just how she was raised and that is how it was probably going to be for the rest of her life. Zakhary could possibly get mad at her for that, but that was how it was going to go. The only way that she would not is if he threatened her, but he doesn't seem like he would be one to threaten her. She watched him as he went up and ordered there food once the line went down.
While he ordered the food, Brayla walked over to the corner of the restaurant and sat down on a booth that was in the very corner. Right as she sat down, she heard the sound of something going on outside and looked out the window. She saw a bunch of people out there looking like they were going to start a big fight. She was happy that they decided to come into the restaurant when they did or they would of been in the middle of it. While she had her attention on the fight, she heard the sound of someone sitting down across from her and she turned her attention to Zakhary. When he said why he wore a scarf, she reached her hand out and grabbed his arm bringing it closer to her face. She put her arm out next to his to see what the difference in colors. "Yeah, you are pale. I thought I was because a lot of my friends were tanner then me, but we can be together." She smiled looking up at him. "I always get sunburned easily." She frowned thinking of wanting to be tanned, but that would never happen.
Right as she let go of his arm, he got up from the seat, but her attention was put onto the server that was bringing her their food. He was a boy around the same age as her and she smiled at him, but he tried to flirt. "Are you going to eat this all by yourself?" He asked her as he moved in closer to her. "No, I have a boyfriend." She told him. She couldn't say she was engaged because she didn't have a ring, but telling the boy she had a boyfriend didn't really do anything. "Well I don't see him anywhere." He said as he looked around trying to find who it was. Brayla smiled and then looked out the window trying to find Zakhary. When she found him, she pointed to him and the server paled as he watched Zakhary hit the man and fling him into the car. He quickly walked away leaving the food. When he left, Brayla put her full attention on Zakhary hoping that he wasn't going to get hurt. She gasped when she saw someone pull out and knife and fling it at him, but relaxed when she saw him duck out of the way. Getting her attention away from what was happening she started to eat her cheeseburger. Watching him fight was hot and she still didn't understand why she felt that way towards him. She was slowly starting to have feelings for a man she just met. The only thing she knows about him is his name and that he has a brother.
When she was about halfway through her food, she heard a round of applause break through the crowd in the restaurant. She looked at the door and then saw Zakhary walk in and sit down across from her. Her mouth was slightly open as she looked over his body to see if he was hurt at all. She was relieved when he wasn't and she went bucket eating. When they were done, they left and headed towards the car they came to the restaurant in. Getting in she looked over at him about to ask him what happened, but he beat her to it and kissed her cheek. "I freaked out a little bit, but I see that you can hold yourself." She said before she realized it. She just complimented him.
She looked outside again as he started driving and then she noticed they parked in the parking lot of the college that he must be going to. She got out of the car, closing the door and walking over to his side as they ventured towards the buildings of the college. Before she knew it, they walked into a building that had a big stage in it and must be the tech area for the college. When he stopped walking, she stopped and looked at the group of people that were sitting around the room. She looked down at the floor when she heard him talk about hiding her. Why would he bring her here if they just had to hide her. She looked up at him when he said he would pay for all of their tuitions. She knew that he was rich, but not that rich.
Before she knew it, he had kissed her on the cheek and left the room. She turned attention back towards the group of people in the room. Once stood up and walked over to her. "Any other day we would sit and ask you questions, but we have a play coming up and we need to practice out lighting. So we will hide you on stage and you can tell us how everything is." One guy said as they rest of the people stood up and the guy grabbed a walkie talkie and gave it to Brayla. "Just go down onto the stage and we will ask you questions when he did different lights." Brayla nodded her head and then walked down towards the stage. She got on it and then walked to the middle.
A few hours later, they had finally finished and she saw the door n the back of the room open and Zakhary walk in. She smiled and then got down on the stage walking over to him. When he asked if she enjoyed school life, she shrugged her shoulders. "Ehh, I think I would like school at home better." She said honestly as she walked with him out of the school and to the car. Getting in she leaned her head back and closed her eyes.
Before she knew it they were already home and she was getting out of the car. When she was out, they walked back up to his room and she heard him order take out. When he was done, she felt him pull her into his lap and she felt him start rubbing her stomach. Looking at him she listened to his smooth voice and scrunched up her eyebrows. "What do you mean?" She asked him, intrigued what what he had just said. "I also have a question for you. When I get money can we go to Europe? I went there once and have always dreamed of going there on my honeymoon, but I don't know if you would want to do that for ours, if we even have one." She muttered the ending hoping that he actually didn't hear it.
After he had answered, she looked at the time and then stop up. "I have to shave my legs." She blushed softly as she told him. "I wasn't able to do it earlier." She told him truthfully as she stood up and walked over to her dresser. She opened it and pulled out sleeping shorts and a long sleeved shirt that she would wear to sleep in. When she had them, she walked to the bathroom, shutting the door and she got undressed and then dressed in her night clothes. When she was dressed, she walked over to the tub and turned the water on. When it was half full, she took her shaving cream and rubbed it on her leg and then started to shave. When she was almost done wither last leg. She moved the razor up her leg and then she felt a stinging pain on her leg. She looked down and saw a long somewhat deep gash in her leg. She grabbed the closest towel and held it to her leg. She held it there for a minute and then pulled it away only to see that it wasn't stopping. She pressed the towel to her leg and looked at the door. "Zakhary!" She yelled hoping that he would hear her.
{{Make her less tan then the picture. Almost as white as yours.}}
(◡_◡) (◕-◕) (◕o◕) (∩_∩) (-`ω´- ) (●ゝω)ノヽ(∀＜●) &_&
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 7:45 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxZakhary Zalachenko ┅┅┅┅┅ ♑ ¸ xxxxxxxto be free means to take responsibility, and prepare yourself for what's to come xxxx▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅▅▅
Zakhary sighed as he laid his head back and closed his eyes. The sun was down and he felt slightly tired. His old habits were coming back. Letting himself fall into a quick nap, the male Jolted awake when his name was yelled. He knew it was Brayla in the bathroom. Pressing a button on his wall, the male yelled Alister Code 12. This is not a Drill. This is not a Drill.. Reaching into his closet, the male dug out his First Aid kit. Dashing into the bathroom, the male picked Brayla up and carried her to the middle of the room. Unwrapping the towel, the male did his best to clean the wound. Grabbing a rag and some rubbing alcohol, the male stuck his forearm in her mouth as he applied the alcohol. His skin was broken for sure as she dug her teeth into his flesh. Tears seemed to gather around her eyes from the pain. Seeing Alister and the on call Doctor rush in, XZakhary removed his arm and stepped back. The Doctor made a comment about the alcohol and his quick thinking. Taking a needle, He began to make a small stitch. The wound would heal in a weeks time.
Zakhary pulled Alister into the hallway as two maids came in. One to shave Brayla, and the other to clean up the blood. Alister We need to talk. Zakhary said as he laid back against the wall. I want my classes to be switched to Online. Sign her up for Online as well. Second, Did Bradoven say anything about my condition? First I'll work on it ASAP, second all he can locate is old world vampire hogwash. Then again food allergies explain the garlic. Pale skin and NEET behavior give an understanding to sunburns. Zakhary nodded. Seeing the maids leave, the male asked Alister a question. How close are we to the date? A week? a Month? A day. Tomorrow you're father will meet the Astratov Family. You and Advokat will be the sole heirs, as well as Dmitri and Ymir. Win Win. As for Myself, I still havent decided onw hat I'll be doing. Zakhary nodded. Huggign Alister the male said only one thing. Fire doth bring fire. The Blaze will kill us all. Lit the match and set yourself ablaze. Don't give them the satisfaction.
Zakhary entered his room to see Brayla lying in bed, her foot raised on a pillow. Zakhary chuckled as he walked over. Taking his shirt off, the male threw it into the bathroom before he lied down on Brayla's left. Can't have you dying. Alister said he's look into enrolling us online. Zakhary said as he sat up. Pulling Brayla into his lap, the male poked her exposed shoulders and took note of them. I have a problem with touching skin. Zakhary explained as he ran his finger along her collar bones.running a ahnd down her stomach, the male kissed her shoulder. Hearing a knock at the door, Zakhary rose to his feet and answered it. Seeing his father, the male closed the door. Leave.
Zakhary spent the next five minutes getting his father to leave ont he promise of a son in the future. Won't matter by tomorrow. Zakhary muttered as he laid back in bed. Pulling the covers on her, the male retreated to his Desktop where he plugged in his headphones and began to watch shows. HE wasn't tired but most people were at this hour. The had already eaten. Seeing Brayla asleep, the male turned off his computer. Slinking back into bed, the male wrapped his arms around Brayal, and sunk into sleep, never noticing his hand had slippied into her panties, and his other hand on her stomach.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 8:19 pm
Hey baby even though I hate ya! I wanna love ya I want you! And even though I can't forgive you I really want ta I want you! Tell me, tell me baby Why can't you leave me? Cause even though I shouldn't want it I gotta have it I want you! Head in the clouds Got no weight on my shoulders I should be wiser And realize that I've got One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got one less, one less problem One less problem without ya I got! One less problem without ya! I got! One less problem without ya! I got one less, one less problemI know you're never gonna wake up I gotta give up But it's you! I know I shouldn't ever call back Or let you come back But it's you! Every time you touch me And say you love me I get a little bit breathless I shouldn't want it But it's you! Head in the clouds Got no weight on my shoulders I should be wiser And realize that I've got (-`ω´- ) (●ゝω)ノヽ(∀＜●) &_& (◡_◡) (◕-◕) (◕o◕) (∩_∩)
As Brayla sat on the edge of the tub with her hand clamped over her cut, she could feel the tears starting to form behind her eyes. She blinked quickly to make sure that why didn't fall. She was not going to cry over something so stupid as a cut on her leg. Even if it did hurt like hell she was not going to cry. She pulled the towel off her cut again seeing that it got a little better, but was still bleed excessively. Just as she put the towel back onto the cut, she heard the door open and saw Zakhary walk in. He walked over to her and she felt his arms go around her and walk her to the middle of the bathroom. Feeling him set her down, she looked up at him as she saw his hand move down to move the blanket. At first she didn't want him to see how stupid she was for cutting herself.
Before she knew it, he had cleared her leg of the towel and was now wiping her cut with a rag. She hissed with each rub he did on the cut too clean the blood off. This was the worst pain she had ever been in in her life. She was so stupid for cutting herself with a razor. She had done for four years and should of been a pro at it by now and not cut herself, but here she is with a gash in her leg from shaving. She watched what he was doing when he removed the rag and her eyes went wide when she saw that he had a bottle of rubbing alcohol. If him just rubbing the blood away hurt like it did, then she was going to be in extreme pain when he put that on her leg. Before she could protest, she felt him push his forearm into her mouth and realized that he was willing to let her bite him in the pain she was going to feel.
Taking a deep breath she watched as he took the rag and pressed it against the cut. The instant that the rag touched it she screamed out in pain and felt her teeth clamp around his arm. The more he rubbed her cut, the tighter and closer her teeth got together. She soon tasted the taste of metallic and knew that she had broke his skin with her teeth. She she bit down she felt the tears gather in her eyes again, but this time one tear drop slide down her cheek and hit the floor.
She unclamped her teeth when she felt him stop, but then she saw a doctor come into view with a needle that looked like string on it. Oh no she was going to get stitches. She watched terrified as the doctor started to stick her leg and she winced with every time he inserted the needle. Stitches didn't hurt nearly as bad as it did for Zakhary to clean the wound. As the doctor was stitching her up, she watched as Zakhary and the other guy left. The doctor finished before they came back and Brayla instantly had a maid to finish shaving for her. She thanked the maid for finishing and then stood up. She looked down at her leg and frowned at the black stitched that lined her leg now. She was the only person she knew that was this clumsy. Her mother would be laughing at her and telling her that she told her so after she helped her of course.
With the help of one of the maids, Brayla made it back to the bed and was helped up onto it to lay down. When she was settled, one of the maids tucked a pillow under her leg to makes sure that the leg was elevated like the doctor said. Before the maid left, she came over to Brayla and placed a white bandage over the stitches to make sure thatchy didn't come out during the night or anything. Sighing, she looked over to the door when she heard it opened and watched as Zakhary came closer to her. She blushed red when she heard him chuckle, most likely laughing at what she did. She watched as he took his shirt off and her eyes instantly went to his stomach. He had the perfect stomach and chest, which made him even more cuter to her. She looked away feeling the bed dip and felt his body heat come closer to her.
"I didn't mean to cut myself." She said embarrassed and then nodded her head when he said that Alister was looking to enroll both of them into online. She would probably do much better online then in the class anyway. Brayla felt her body being pulled in the direction of the heat source and noticed that she was know sitting on his lap. She giggled softly when he poked her shoulders. She was a very ticklish person, but he didn't need to know that. "If you have a problem touching skin, I hope its only with mine."She said before she even realized what she was saying. When her mind registered what she said, she hide her face against his shoulder and hoped that he didn't catch that. She felt his fingers trail over her collar bone and down her stomach. She relaxed into him and softly bite her bottom lip when he kissed her shoulder. "Mmmm." Was the sound she made as she felt his lips there. Before she knew it, she felt her lips connect with his shoulder and kissed his just as he kissed hers. Before she could move his lips closer to his neck, she was moved off of his lap and he was off of the bed.
She watched and listened to him as she noticed his father standing outside of the door. She blushed again when she heard him say something about having a son. She never put together that he would probably want to have children with her. Brayla laid down in the bed as she watched him walk back over to her and pull the covers over her small farm. She closed her eyes as she watched him walk over to his desk and she fell into sleep. She woke up slightly when she felt movement next to her and then a body connect to hers, but she was still half asleep. She woke up one more time when she felt ex weight between her legs. She didn't register was it was and she moved her body closer to Zakhary's. As she moved she felt what was between her legs move a little bit and she bit her lips slight at the feeling it was causing. Before she knew it she was back asleep like before.
(◡_◡) (◕-◕) (◕o◕) (∩_∩) (-`ω´- ) (●ゝω)ノヽ(∀＜●) &_&
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 9:47 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxZakhary Zalachenko ┅┅┅┅┅ ♑ ¸ xxxxxxxto be free means to take responsibility, and prepare yourself for what's to come xxxx▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅▅▅
Zakhary woke up whent he stream of sunlight began to peek in from his window. I just put a blanket there yesterday. the male said as he sat on his desk. Seeing a few emails, the male replied tot he ones he deemed urgent and decided to take the day off. The day would be tragic but he would play it off. Advokat was in the hospital nothing he could do.
Zakhary retreated back into his bed and held Brayla close to him. Day would come soon enough. All he had to do was sleep long enough for Alister to make his move.
(Sorry for short post, Got Writers block. T.T)
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