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Looking around in her new hollow apartment, a warm smile touches Laura's face with the idea that she may finally have a place to call home. Yes, it may be small and not be as grand as the apartments that were way out of her budget but it will do just fine. Noticing the clutter of unpacked moving boxes Laura sets to work on unloading their contents and putting them in their designated places around her new home.
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You glance at the newly installed clock and see that you has been unpacking for several hours and conclude that you deserve a much needed break. Getting up a stretching your limbs from their soreness you throw on your favorite "Doctor Who" sweater and head to the door. But before you turn the handle you peek through its peephole to see if there is anyone standing in the hallway. To your relief no one seems to be present. Taking the emptiness to your advantage you quickly hurry out of your apartment and close the door with a twist of a key, securing the lock. As you turn around to head toward the stairs you crash into an unfamiliar body behind you.
"Hey! Watch it!" the stranger doesn't really seem to notice your presence because she is too busy picking up her groceries off of the floor...that you have rudely bumped out of her arms.
"Umm.. I'm sorry, I wasn't looking and just trying to leave my apartment so I could take a break from unpacki-" your voice slowly started to die out because of the intensity of the gaze the raven haired girl is giving towards you. The stranger shook her head as if to shake a trance occurring within in her brain.
"It's okay sweetheart, it's my fault, my names Carmilla," she tries to stick her hand out to give you a shake but quickly realizes the overload of shopping bags within her arms so she just gives you a small wave. You sigh with relief, if only she knew how much you hated being touched. She looks at you as if she's waiting for an answer, "and you are...?"
"Oh right, I'm Laura, well I have to get going... bye," before you could give her a chance to answer you quickly half walk/half run to the stairs, so you don't have to encounter a conversation with her any longer.
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About a week has past and throughout the week you have learned that Carmilla is your neighbor across the hall, she likes to wear black and she has a girlfriend named Ell and a few times you have looked through your peephole and witnessed a few make-out sessions between them. You have a encountered her on a few occasions but did not let her speak, you just gave her a slight nod with your head and scurried off in another direction.
Thankfully your new job starts in a few days and your life can return back to normal. You are just itching to write a story for an event again and hopefully your new job at the "Daily Gazette" will fulfill its purpose. But even the excitement from writing again well your basically and assistant has been washed over by the mysterious presence of Carmilla. No, Laura are you stupid! You have a boyfriend.., well would you call him that? And what did we agree on, no attachments, remember what happened last time you got to close to someone. You shiver with fear and agree with yourself that under no condition you will not make any friends. Oh how wrong she was.
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The sun is shinning down on your smiling face, which hasn't occurred in a long long time. You had zero encounters with nosy neighbors and you haven't received any messages from him. Walking down the street and taking in your new surroundings you spot a cozy cafe with chocolate muffins in its shop window that have your name written all over it. You push the door open and are greeted with an aroma of sweet baked goods and vanilla. Slowly approaching the counter you are met with a red head twice the size of you, which requires you to bend your neck upward to meet her eye.
"Hello! Welcome to 'Sweet Treats and Coffee' What can I get for you?" Looking down at her name tag you see it reads Danny.
"Hi. Can I get a medium hot chocolate and a chocolate muffin?" you reply with a forced smile as you take out your wallet.
"Alright coming right up and that will be free of charge," you try to object but she cuts you off, "since I can tell you are new around here take it as a gift for welcoming you to Silas."
"Thanks." I reply with an irritated tone, that goes unnoticed by the tall woman.
"Well if you haven't read my name tag by now my name is Danny" she thrusts her hand out for you to shake it, "and yours?"
"Laura." You ignore the hand and decide to be more interested in your shoes. This time Danny notices your attitude and decides to hand you your muffin and hot chocolate. Before you can give a quick thanks, your phone buzzes in your jeans pocket. You pull out the device to see you texted you... its him.....
Wilson: Hey babe, be at my place in 10. Don't be late, I won't tolerate it.
Your entire body falls. You thought if you moved far away he would forget about you. It's apparent that he hasn't. Your mood change is noticed by Danny but before you let her ask 'What's wrong.' You utter a quick "bye" and out the door you go, but before you leave you dump your muffin and hot chocolate in the trash. Looking down at your watch you realize you can't stop off by your apartment to grab an extra change of clothes you head towards his place, praying that your not late. If only you knew you would be.
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...he was rough with you, again. You just have stepped out of his apartment feeling the soreness throughout your body. You can feel the gash in your lips and the hard hits towards the leg make you whimper as you limp on home. A 20 minute walk has turned into an hour, since the pain from your body only lets you go one speed which is slow.
Tired and exhausted you pass the fully functioning elevator and head towards the stairs where you are not looking forward to the three levels of incline. Finally making it to your floor you pull out your keys so you can make it quickly to your door. Pointing your eyes to the floor and getting ready to round the corner and into the safety of your apartment.
You hear a thud and see someone has dropped their laundry basket in front of you and a pair of arms wrap around your body in an attempt to what, comfort you? protect you? save you? You look up to Carmilla almost shielding you from the world and trying to urge you towards her apartment. She finally notices your leg and makes the decision to carry you like a child. With your hips around her waist and face right next to hers. The sudden movement of picking you up caught you off guard and causes you to breathe hard which happens to blow on her neck, causing goosebumps to appear on her skin.
She manages to open her door and set you her couch, "Everything will be alright, Laura. I'll be right back." After she turned out the door to retrieve her laundry basket, you limp as fast as you can, out the door, across the hall to your apartment and unlock your door before she realizes your gone. All you can do now is slide down on the other side of the door and cry. No attachments, no friends, no one gets hurt.