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Baetool and Scout part 2
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Aug 28, 2016 06:51AM
Natalia locked her front door and sighed softly sir content as she walked into the bathroom. She stepped out of her clothes and started running the water. A small smile was on her lips.
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Elian walked to his tattoo shop, which was already open thanks to the other tattoo artist, Brody. He already had a customer.
((Omg should max be in her apartment, hiding and he like attacks her??))
((Lol, they're both your characters so its your choice))
((I could skip it to where Elian realizes she never showed up to give him food?))
((Sure lol. But then what? When he goes to check on her... Like.. What happens?))
((Maybe the apartment would be ransacked a little, like he stole some stuff, and she would be knocked unconscious on the floor))
One of his coworkers, Dana, was packing up her things. The shop was about to close. "Why do you keep looking at the door for?" She asked him.
"Um... My girlfriend was supposed to come," he said.
"Oh." She sighed. "Sorry bro. Will you lock up then?" She moved her bag over her shoulder. "I've gotta meet my fiancé."
"See ya." She waved, then left the shop.
He waved back and started to clean up whileHe waited.
It was getting closer to when Natalia's show was suppose to be. She didn't show up to either.
Elian grabbed his keys and realized he had forgotten his truck and so he walked back to her apartment.
The doorman was working the last hour of his shift. He stood by the doors, bored,
Elian walked inside and rang the bell to her apartment.
((Sorry lol. Wasn't paying attention))Elian walked upstairs and went to Natalie's apartment. He gently knocked.
The door was slightly ajar so when he knocked, it creaked open.
Elian blinked but stepped in. "Nat?" He asked softly and walked towards her bedroom.
Her bedroom door was closed. The living room looked ransacked. Inside her room, Natalia was on the floor, on her back, with her head turned to the side. She had on a t shirt and underwear they looks askew on her body. There was dried up blood on the side of her head.
"Oh, my god. Natalie!" Elian said and quickly rushed over to her. "Fuck," he said when he saw the blood. He pucked her up carefully and then pulled his phone out, calling 911.
She moaned deeply in her throat when she was moved, sort of coming too. Her room was a total mess. All of her jewellery was stolen, along with her pride collection of rings.
"Fuck," he repeated. "Natalie," he said and then quickly talked into the phone.
She scrunched up her eyebrows as she tried hard to make her body move. For a moment she thought Elian was max. She suddenly gasped and tried to fight of his arms. "GET AWAY FROM ME!" She screamed.
Elian jumped back. "Nat?" He asked, his brows dipping. "Nat, its me!" He said to her, though didn't make any move to shift closer.
Her head hurt to much for her to make it far. She was only able to roll out of his arms, landing on her front. She whimpered and curled up. "Stop hurting me." She cried.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," he told her, "Natalie... Please, talk to me," he said, the police on their way.
She was silent for a few moments. She then sniffled. "Wait..Elian?" She lifted her head with a grimace.
She burst into tears, reaching out to him. "Oh my god Elian:" she sobbed.
Elian immediately pulled her back to him. "Tell me whats wrong, what happened," he begged.
"I-I got out of the shower and was in the m-middle of dressing when I was pushed from behind." She sniffled.
He hugged her tightly. "Who was it? Did you see a face?" He asked.
She nodded but kept her mouth shut. She closed her eyes.
"Please tell me," he said, his voice gentler.
"No, I wont, I could never hate you," he said softly.
She shook her head. "My head is pounding."
"An ambulance and the police are on their way,"
She closed her eyes and gripped his shirt. "I'm sore." She whispered.
He hugged her to him. "I should have come earlier, I'm sorry," he said. "Who did this to you, Nat?" He asked.
