《Only you can make me feel better... (Calamity x Drift)》Chapter 2: Dont worry señorita
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I woke up by the sound of chirping birds. When I opened my eyes, the sun shined into my eyes, causing me to close my eyes. As I opened my eyes again, I managed to keep them open. I got out of bed and went to my bathroom. I took a shower and put on my stage 2 outfit. I walked downstairs, and left my house. Today we would have breakfast with everyone, at the big house. Raptor had already left before me apparently.
As I made it to the house, I entered and saw the team already eating breakfast. Whoops, I think I may have overslept a little. I greeted. Everyone greeted me back. (John Wick, Raptor, Carbide, Dire, Sunstrider, Brite Bomber, Technique and Abstract) I sat down and saw my breakfast: Pancakes, bacon and eggs. My favoriteeee. John asked me and Sunstrider what we did yesterday. I explained that we met Calamity and Deadfire. I finished eating and decided to go for a walk. It was a pretty beautiful day. I said. They all responded said.
I walked out and closed the door behind me. I started walking towards the block. I wanted to see what new stuff there was to explore. As I walked past Loot Lake, Calamity came in my mind. This is where we just met yesterday. I remembered the fun we had yesterday and also that she told me about her parents, which is very sad. Losing both of your parents at the same time...
I reached The Block and saw a huuuge castle. I decided to go explore. Boy this will take long...
I was doing the dishes after me and Deadfire ate our breakfast. Deadfire said as he returned from the bathroom. I said happily. I continued with cleaning the dishes. As I finished, I walked upstairs and changed into my stage 2 clothes clothes. I decided to explore the island some more. After all, Drift showed me some places so I should be able to find my way. I walked downstairs and saw Deadfire on his Laptop. I asked curiously as I walked over to him. Deadfire said still focused on the email he was writing. I said as I walked to the door and opened it. Deadfire said sounding overprotected. I said making sure he wouldn't be worried to much.Deadfire said. The horrible, traumatizing memories instantly flashed in my head in a matter of seconds. I said kind of down because of the memories and closed the door behind me. As I walked on I still didn't know where to go. I guess Ill just walk until I see some nice place to chill.
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I actually never saw this part of the island. There was grass all over here and some huge trees. It's a pretty place though. There was a small hill up a head but the rest of the land was flat. I think I just found a new spot to relax.
As I walked on, I felt like I was being watched. I turned around but I saw nothing. I just saw the green grass, some trees and flowers. I thought it might be other people enjoying this place, but I noticed there was no one here, other than me. I decided to go back home then, since I didn't have a good feeling about this...
Suddenly, an arm from behind goes around my arms and waist. With the other hand, my bandanna was pulled down, and a cloth covered my mouth and nose, causing me to gasp from reflection. As I noticed the smell of chloroform, I tried to scream for help. Nothing but muffled screams came out of my mouth. I held my breath and tried to struggle out of his grip, but it was no use. He was too strong. He noticed I was holding my breath, so he tightened his grip around my stomach, so that I would stop holding my breath. As I was running out of breath, I had to stop holding it in, which caused the smell of chloroform hit my nose. I automatically gasped for air as I almost ran out, only making me dizzier even quicker. I tried to struggle more but my vision became blurry second by second. I felt tears escaping my eyes and soon realized I was crying, scared of what would happen next to me. As I felt weaker and weaker, I slowly stopped struggling and almost closed my eyes. He said with a fading voice. I couldn't hear the last part because my hearing was very blurry. I tried to keep my eyes open, but I failed. Seconds later my vision was all black.
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