
She’d fucked up. The wolf had let the
other get the best of her. It wouldn’t have
necessarily been a problem had it not been
done in a such a busy place. She’d hid her
body as best she could in the small thicket
of woods situated right beside the apartment
complex and liquor store. As she begun to
walk away, not incredibly sure she was happy
with her work, she heard footsteps. In the dark,
she could only make out that it was a
masculine figure. Lips parted and words with a
soft edge poured out.
“You don’t wanna go that way.”

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Her lips are dry and chapped, tiny specks of blood
dotting them. The winter had been cold in her neck
of the woods and without proper shelter, her body
was feeling the affects of it. Rosemary’s skin was
paler than usual, her eyes were sunken in — she
looked like one might expect a homeless person
would during this time of year. Perhaps onlookers
wouldn’t bat an eye at her as she dug through the
trash, but she wasn’t looking for food or clothes or
valuables necessarily. She’d just dropped her
favorite knife during her previous excursion in the
garbage. The sound of footsteps on the concrete of
the alley drew her attention back to reality and
Rosemary tilted her head at the newcomer.
“What?”
“None of your fuckin’ business, doncha think.”
He’s run into her type before. They don’t wince
at the bite, don’t flinch at the flicker of pocket knife,
the flexions of their arms are open bays for cigarette burns.
He wasn’t sure what to think of them, but did they get the
instincts going.”Ain’t your daddy to spoon-feed you. Ya should’ve taken care
of that yourself.”There is another long pause as he watches the road unfurl
in acerate bunches of highlighted asphalt.”There’s pizza left in the box. Look behind ya.”

Her head turned to the box, flipping it open and
inspecting the cold mess. Taking a large bite out
of it, she’d chew for a moment before speaking.
Leaning forward from her position in the backseat
to rest her head on the back of the passenger
seat’s headrest, Rosemary perused the darkness
before them.
"You don’t have to be my daddy.
You’d be a shit daddy anyway.“
Had they not been so busy, she’d have gone out and
found her own meal. Dependency wasn’t her thing.
Despite the exhaustion that had been forcing her
eyelids to close a mere hour ago, the brunette was
overcome with restlessness. She needed to do
something. And so, without any bit of warning or
hesitation, she’d attempt to crawl over the console to
slide into the passenger side seat.
bold what’s true about you
I am under 18.
I am a cuddler.
I am a morning person.
I am an only child.
I am currently in my pajamas.
I am currently pregnant.
I am left handed.
l am right handed.
I am ambidextrous.
I am a little shy around the opposite sex.
I bite my nails.
I can be paranoid at times.
I enjoy folk music.
I enjoy smoothies.
I enjoy talking on the phone.
I have a car.
I have/had a hard time paying attention at school.
I have a hidden talent.
I have a pet.
I have a tendency to fall for the “wrong” guy/girl.
I have all my grandparents.
I have been to another country.
I have been told that I have an unusual sense of humor.
I have or had broken a bone.
I have bathed someone.
I have changed a diaper.
I have changed a lot over the past year.
I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.
I have had major/minor surgery.
I have killed another person.
I have had my hair cut within the last week.
I have mood swings.
I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.
I have rejected someone before.
I like the taste of blood.
I like Michael Jackson.
I love sleeping.
I love to shop.
I own 100 CDs or more.
I own and use a library card.
I read books for pleasure in my spare time.
I sleep a lot during the day.
I watch soap operas on a regular basis.
I work at a job that I enjoy.
I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.
I am wearing socks.
I am tired.
I love to paint/draw/sketch/sculpt.
I consume at least one alcoholic drink every month.I have/had:
Finished college.
Smoked cigarettes.
Ridden every ride at an amusement park.
Collected something really stupid.
Gone to a concert.
Helped someone.
Spun turn tables.
Watched four movies in one night.
Been broken up with.
Taken a college level course.
Been in a car accident.
Been in a tornado.
Been in a hurricane.
Been in a cyclone
Watched someone die.
Been to a funeral.
Cut myself.
Ran a marathon.
Your parents got divorced.
Cried yourself to sleep.
Spent over $200 in one day.
Cheated on someone.
Been cheated on.
Written a 10 page letter.
Had a best friend.
Lost someone you loved.
Skipped school.
Gotten in trouble for something you didn’t do.
Stolen books from the library.
Been in a mental hospital.
Watched the “Harry Potter” movies.
Fired a gun.
Been in a school play.
Been fired from a job.
Taken a lie detector test.
Swam with dolphins.
Attempted suicide.
Written poetry.
Read more than 20 books a year.
Gone to Europe.
Loved someone you shouldn’t have.
Used a coloring book over age 12.
Had surgery.
Had stitches.
Taken a taxi.
Had more than 5 online conversations going at once.
Had a hamster.
Dyed your hair.
Had something pierced.
Gotten straight A’s.
Been handcuffed.My hair is naturally the color:
Light brown
Medium brown
Dark brown
Blond
Black
Dirty blonde
Strawberry blond
Multicolored
RedMy eyes are:
Brown
Dark Brown
Blue
Green
Hazel
Light brown
GreyPeople sometimes label me as:
Slut.
Boyish.
Colorful.
Ugly.
Nerd.Some of my biggest fears are:
Spiders/other insects.
Slimy things.
Dying/Afterlife.
Doctor/dentist appointments.
Hospitals.
Needles.
Disease.
Being alone in the dark.
Heights/Falling.
Small spaces.
Oceans/large bodies of water.
Large animals.
Small animals.
Open spaces.
Lightning/Fire.
Tornadoes.
Clustered holes.
Bodily fluids.
Corpses.
Thunder/loud noises.I have:
A friend with benefits.
A laptop in my room.
A television in my room.
Good grades.
My own car.
Parents who are still married.
A dog.
A cat.
A game console.