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"Great, how could life get any worse?" He muttered, the reality crashing down. Gale was being hunted to be killed, Kayla was pregnant with a kid he didn't want, and he was about to die. Real soon. |
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"I'm going to kill myself" she breathed |
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"Oh damn, bitch what the hell?" Gale blurt out, not realizing he said it. "Sorry," |
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She didn't respond, eyes vacant as she took out her dagger and pressed it to the inside of her wrists. She slowly dragged it across, blood dripping quickly from her hand before she moved to do the same to the other side |
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"Kayla stop!" He yelled, grabbing the knife from her hand and tossing it before she could do anymore. |
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"No! I need to die!" She yelled, eyes wild as she reached for the dagger again |
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"No. You. Don't." He snapped, pinning her wrists to the wall behind her. |
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She started sobbing, sinking against the wall |
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"You don't need to," He murmured, tilting her chin up when a abrubt knock interupted them. The medic opened it, a guard stepping in with a scroll. "We are hereby declared by His Majesty to the immediate arrest of Gale Hummendeuas, followed with his execution." He ordered, Gale looking back at Kayla before kissing her one last time and walking over to the guard, another shackling him. |
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"No!" She screamed, lunging at a guard and killing him. "I'm princess Kayla Palmer. I order you to stop!" She bellowed, pulling an arrow on one guard and aiming at another. "Stop this right now!" |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
