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[size=17pt]EDITS EDITS ALL THE EDITS RE-READ PLEZ[/size]
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ic: Kay stopped dead when she saw him, her breath caught in her throat. The blood... Oh, look at all that blood... Her mouth opened and shut in an effort to say something, anything. Her eyes were wide in shock as she took in the sight, and she couldn't help but gag and both the spectacle and the smell. Just as her brain commanded her to run, the repulsed side of her fled as she saw only this helpless boy slumped on the floor; the boy who was usually so cheerful, clad in pink, now crying against a wall. Her bottom lip trembled as she let her brain command her to fall to her knees in front of Adrian, shaking her head as she looked at his distressed face. She knew that later, once her mind came into full focus and she replayed the scene in her mind, she would truly be horrified of him; but now, she could only think to comfort her friend. "Adrian..." she murmured, tears welling in her eyes as her brain commanded her to lean forward and embrace him. "Oh, Adrian... I-It's alright..." she whispered in a croaking voice, sniffling. It was horrible to see him in this much pain. Her body still trembled heavily, her entire being shaking uncontrollably, because in the back of her brain, she was aware of what was really in her arms. Her eyes stared wide and unblinking in front of her. She wondered if Adrian could feel her heart thumping at a mile a minute in her chest. Her mother's words came to her mind again; DEVIL'S SPAWN, DEVIL'S SPAWN, KAY, YOU LITTLE DAUGHTER OF SATAN, DEVIL'S- her grip tightened on him slightly, almost afraid to pull back to look at the ghastly boy, afraid of losing her sense of reason and regarding him as a monster. She would not be like her mother. No. She couldn't be. Preachers' words echoed through her paralyzed brain; Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour... No, no, stop it, this is Adrian, he's Adrian, flamboyant Adrian, pink-clad Adrian, drunken Adrian and no wonder, for even Satan disguises himself as an angel of light IT'S ADRIAN SHUT UP SHUT UP IT'S ADRIAN IT'S ADRIAN GET MY GODDAMN MOTHER AND FATHER OUT OF MY *ING HEAD!!!! By this point she was breathing irregularly through clenched teach, gnawing on her bottom lip till it bled; not completely in fear of Adrian, but also in fear of the person she was afraid of becoming.
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