Delusional disbelief? (Danella and OPEN)

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[atrb=background,http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac297/jessi-melo/middle-1.png] Feels so good being bad It was one of those days that made Neisha go wondering around in the forest again. She liked this forest, she loved the colors and just the feeling of it. For her, this place seemed creepy, to her eyes. She found this spot rather delightful as she sighed and sat on the trunk of a tree. She was delusional without knowing it, her brain isn't showing the truth. She felt followed, as if someone is stalking her. Her pulse would go up and down, under the phases of feeling followed. She wanted to cry, gasp for more air, she didn't want to be in danger. When the feeling wouldn't go away, she stood up and started to run. She was always a runner, she could never confront a problem, especially on her own. She ran as fast as she could, she didn’t care where her feet brought, she wanted to get away from the feeling. The further she was away from the not-so-delightful-spot, the feeling would leave. It would fade away through the tips of her fingers, as they would tingle from all the ‘excitement’. On her way to no where, she would almost trip from branches and even from smaller wet spots of the ground. She even managed to fall, but tried to get up as quickly, as if she was really being followed, as if she was going to be killed. She needed to gasp for a lot of air, her lungs were burning and especially her sides. ‘Side burns, I hate them.’ She thought, as she reached a large tree. A tree she has never seen before, no matter how many times she was in this forest. A large silver oak stood just in front of her with all it’s glory. “Pretty.” She whispered to herself, as she stood there frozen. ____________________ Words: 307 Postdesign (c) bubblesbyebye

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Danella yawned as she sat up against the tree she had been resting against since the day before. She nursing a stab wound to her left side, given to her by her latest victim's mistress. And it was his wife who hired her.

She groaned and closed her eyes. She saw stars behind her eyes and groaned again. Damn, she hurt.

She didn't open her eyes again until she heard the sound of running feet. She only opened them a crack, until she saw it was a woman running. Her eyes snapped open and she quickly staggered to her feet. Pulling her knife from its sheath she staggered after the woman. She didn't seem to be being chased but, then again, it could be invisible.

She tried her hardest to walk straight line...but she couldn't. She was staggering, like she had drank too much ale or beer. Although, the only time she had ever gotten drunk was when she was 16 when she and Raccal had gone to drink because she had never drank anything. She became drunk and this lead to curtain...activities.

Staggering up to a tree, she leaned against it and spotted a woman. She was starring at a tree.

"Miss...are you alright?" she asked. Her voice was creaking which made her feel small and weak...which she had proven over and over again that she was not. She gritted her teeth, fighting the urge to grunt or more likely, scream. She hadn't been cut, stabbed or injured much, even as an assassin of men. If a man hurt her enough to draw blood, she would praise him, before killing him. If a woman did the exact same thing, she would call them a traitor and that she would thank her later. Its not that she didn't like men, and she only killed those that did wrong to other people, especially women.

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[atrb=background,http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac297/jessi-melo/middle-1.png] Feels so good being bad Neisha looked over to the girl that talked to her. She seemed hurt, "I think I should be asking you that." She said, trying to change the topic. She didn't want anyone to know that she might be delusional, that could make more problems than the ones she already has. She didn't want to deal with any. She turned her body quickly so that her whole body was looking at the woman. "What happened?" She asked, with so much worry in her tone. She pointed towards the tree, "you should sit down, rest." She said, going closer to the female. She felt safe around her, Neisha has the feeling that she just can't be dangerous, especially if they are asking Neisha if they are okay. She smiled, trying her best to help the woman. "I'm Neisha." She whispered, wanting her to fall asleep. She doesn't know what to do about the wound, she knows herself around the botanic world, she could look for some herbs... ____________________ Words: 171 Sorry it's short! I hope the wound is visible! Postdesign (c) bubblesbyebye