Purple StitchesHer screams went unheard. She could feel the few tears slidind down her face as she bobbed at the surface of consiousness. She could feel the afterimages closing in on her, and she could feel her clock ticking slower. She turned her head to the other side. Her arm lay feet away from her, the bloody stump stinging as more dirt got to it.Purple Stitches by Ryoko-Shonen
She gave a pained gasp as the afterimages closed in on her. She coughed, weakly aming her glock at one and firing. The kickback slammed her elbow into the dirt, causing another gasp of pain from her. "My clock is still ticking... Vultures..." She hissed at the afterimage brave enough to reach for her heart, head falling back into the dirt. She kept thinking about Drake and Dorian and fought against the tunnel vision.
"Lanalee!" The voice rang through her head. She could feel the afterimages disappearing, one by one. "Lana?! Lana, talk to us!" The blue hat entered her field of vision, and the warm hands were on her face, gently shaking her. "Lana, please
Two ticketsShe had no more fight in her. Toda dragged her broken body into her room, climbing into her bed. She had taken a hell of a beating that night. She dropped onto the bed, eyes closing. She had to put up with Hama for a full day, she failed a test, and she got her ass kicked at club.Two tickets by Ryoko-Shonen
As she closed her eyes, she felt tears slipping, the salt stinging the scrapes along the right side of her face. She wanted to rewind a few months, back to when everything was so great. When she had friends outside of the swim team. When she could hang out with Austin and Xadrian, and she was getting herself back together.
As her tears started coming faster, she heard her phone start beeping. The beeping was from Skype messages. She rolled slowly to the phone, swiping her finger across the screen and looking at the messages.
Aus: Hey! Xay and I wanna skype. You up for it?
Toda felt her stomach drop. It felt like forever since she had seen them. She scrambled to her charger, making sure her phone had en
Stress and SmokesSachi: Why are you so secretive all of a sudden?Stress and Smokes by Ryoko-Shonen
Sachi: Did you get a boyfriend??
Sachi: Or did I do something to upset you...?
Toda stared at her phone as it pinged with her friend's texts. She took another drag from the cigarette, the smoke filling her lungs. She had gotten so used to it that she didn't even cough anymore. She rather enjoyed the pain of a lit cigarette burning too far.
She couldn't think straight anymore. Everything that happened between herself and her two friends was clouding her mind. Her brain felt like a storm was taking place, and the night air wasn't enough to soothe her pain. She closed her eyes, images of skin and sweaty bodies rising in her mind. She felt a sting in her eyes, trying to hold back all of her anger. She put her cigarette out on the sidewalk, digging in her backpack for her pack.
"Y'know those things will kill you?"
Toda glanced up, holding the young man's gaze. "Better they do it than me." She continued her quest, finally fis
Broken Noses and Fractured RibsThis was becoming a regular thing. Every night, Toda would go to this club. She would wrap her fists, wrap her feet. She would put her hair up so no one could grab it and she would let herself be destroyed. She would volunteer to fight every night, ready to feel the pain of a broken nose or a fractured rib.Broken Noses and Fractured Ribs by Ryoko-Shonen
She had the disgusting realization that the reason it felt so good to fight was because someone else was causing her pain. She had a reason to hurt now. And she could get all of her pent up anger out in one night on a total stranger.
Hamako and Sachiko had a heartfelt moment in front of her? Go to club. Hamako and Sachiko are spending a lot of time together? Go to club. Hamako and her were about to fight when Sachiko stopped her? Take all of that anger out at the club.
Every night she told her parents she would go to her kickboxing club, but what no one knew is she quit kickboxing to be the manager for the swim team it Iwatobi. She had no outlet for her anger.
Until she met Daisuke.
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