2WELCOME to the GAME. WE have a DEAL. Every time SHE sees HIS picture, WE hit her. Now here we go.
Hi Nala.
Look. It's Marley.
Yes, we know you like him. We know you like him so very much…
SMACK! Tiny sound of cry.
Come on. Look at him. SMACK!
Whining.
Come on. Stand up. Look at Marley. See. SMACK!
Floor echoes a thud her body makes. Whining.
We told you to stand up. Stand up. Good girl. Now look here. SMACK!
A wail escapes from her chapped lips. Tears are salty.
That's fine. Stay still. We're coming back.
Floor is cold. It's hard to sit here. They told me here's light, but they forgot to tell me which one it is. Everything's so pale and black. I feel blood. Dropping onto my lap. If I move my arms, I can feel them being covered in blood. My face laughs. I don't even know where it came from! Funny. Funny-yy. My face laughs louder.
And then a memory is back. A picture from past. It has Marley with it. Did Marley do the blood to me? Yes Marley did.
I am being logical. Blood cames out when you're hurt, and because here is blood, I must have been hurt. And before blood, I remember here was Marley, so Marley's the only one who could have hurt me.
White grin from the dark corner.
Yes! Clever little me!
I love you! You're being so clever!
Here we are. We came from the other side of the door. Hi Nala. How are you doing?
Ain't I clever!
Yes you are. Come here. Look carefully. Who is it? That's right. SMACK!
Beginning of cry.
Stop it. Now who's the good girl? SMACK!
Who's the good girl? SMACK!
Thaat's right. So you know who's hurting you? Really? Is that so?
SMACK! You really are a clever one, Nala.
Whimpering from the ground.
A/N: I am Nala, I am Marley and I am us. Be nice to us and leave a review. Thank you.
WELCOME TO THE GAME