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Stained 01: Rebellious
The first thing Mystique witnessed while walking into the club with her friend Bell, was the full blast of music, loud enough to deafen her sensitive ears. Now, Mystique remembered why she hated clubbing. First was the loud music, the second was the crowd, drunken people grinding against each other, the smell of alcohol, vomit, and sweat. Mystique clearly remembered the last time she went to a club, she was nearly drugged. If it hadn't been for that stranger that helped her that night, only the heavens knew what would have happened to her. She would have been raped or worse, killed in a dark ally. She also remembered who dragged her to the club and left her all alone and drugged. A shiver ran down her spine as she thought of that cruel person. Mystique was just the average girl, she wasn't tall, wasn't s
Stained 02: Family
Mystique groaned as the morning sun pierced her eyes through the curtains, making it difficult to sleep peacefully. Turning on her side, she put the covers over her bare shoulders as a wandering smile took over her features. She couldn't remember the last time she slept this undisturbed with no nightmares. Deciding that she wasn't gonna sleep any longer, Mystique turned again, facing the ceiling as she slowly fluttered her eyes opened, only to come face to face with unfamiliarity. She stared blankly at the white ceiling as she tried to process what just happened but only succeed in inviting a headache as a painful moan left her mouth. She slowly sat upright, bringing a hand up to massage her pounding temple. Suddenly, her orbs went wide as flashbacks of the previous night's events came rushing back to her head. With a panic gasp, she held the bedsheets higher to her naked chest, her back hitting the bedstand as another painful groan came
Stained 03: Encounter
"So, you mean to tell me the guy you had a one-night stand with gave you this cheque?" Bell asked for the hundredth time as she stared abruptly at the piece of paper in her hand, making Mystique roll her eyes dramatically. "He is paying me for the sex and I don't want that" Mystique sighed as she massaged her temple. Suddenly, a bulb lit up in Bell's brain. "We could use this for your uncle's surgery" Mystique immediately took the cheque from her. How could she use such money? "No, I can't and I would not. Am gonna find this guy and return his stupid cheque. I mean, what does he thinks of me. Some whore he can pay for sex. I won't allow him to treat me that way!" Bell stared at her friend, who was ranting. Sighing, she placed her elbow on the table before them with her fingers to her chin."Do you even know the name of this guy?" He finally asked when Mystique stopped blabbering. "Or where to
Stained 04: Antiseptic
Mystique stared gaped at the man, completely unaware of the many eyes watching the two encounter. She blinked, how could she forget such a face. Those dark, cloudless orbs, that dark black hair, that straight pointed nose, those Sharp jawlines, those tempting lips, that bold, firm frame, those muscled arms that once had her caged for a night, that daring gaze. She gulped. Even if her memories had been wiped out, that face would still be printed on her mind. "What do you seek in here?" The coldness in his voice was what snapped Mystique back to reality as she raised an eyebrow, showing she didn't catch what the other man had said. "Sorry, come again?" Mystique grilled and the man rolled his eyes, installing his hands into his pockets. His face holding no emotions, his eyes cloaked with frost and searing. Mystique gulped again. Maybe this wasn't the man she met at t
Stained 05: Chillness
"You met Damien Martinez!!!” Bell vociferated, standing up from where she was sitting on the kitchen counter in their little apartment, they had been sharing since they met, as soon as Mystique told her little encounter with the bastard. Mystique frowned “Not so loud Isabelle” sometimes she wondered why she told the idiot anything. Bell unanticipatedly moved closer to the other. “Tell me, how does he look?” “Why would I want to tell you such information, if you had gone in with me, you would have seen the asshole for yourself” Bell pouted as she playfully poked Mystique's arm. “I thought you understand misty” “Let me be Bell, let me think of how to return that bastard’s money” Mystique rested her cheeks on the back of her palm while her elbow was placed on the kitchen counter. “He told you not to return it” “And Yo
Stained 06: Job
Finally, Mystique's uncle was discharged from the hospital and was brought back to his home, which had been abandoned for days, since no habitant had been living in the little house. "Mystique, I never asked you where you got the money for my operation" Uncle inquired as he settled himself down on one of the couches, with the help of Belle who chuckle at the unexpected question. It was a perfect opportunity...! "Misty made a new friend..." Bell started but Mystique immediately stepped forward, smacking Bell at the back of her head being the subject of discussion. "A friend...?" Her uncle raised a questioningly, his left eyebrow raised higher than normal. Mystique chuckled nervously, adjusting the glasses on the bridge of her nose. "Don't mind her uncle, I borrowed it from someone. Am planning on paying it back as soon as you get better" she told her uncle in a smooth li
Stained 07: Boss
Days turned into three weeks, Mystique had been working for her unknown boss, who never for once visited his home, which Mystique did not mind at all. It made it easier to follow the stupid rules, made her job much simpler. But anyway, there she was sitting in an office waiting patiently for the doctor with Bell who had dragged her to the hospital for a check-up because her health had turned from bad to worse. For the past weeks, her condition had worsened and her vomiting had increased to a whole new level and her weird cravings, Mystique had no words to describe them. Her palms felt sweaty as she waited patiently and soon, the female doctor arrived with a file in hand. She smiled at them as she took her seat behind her desk in front of them, placing the file before her, she gave all her attention to her guests. "Miss Miller, what do you think is wrong with you?" she asked him while beaming.
Stained 08: Triggered
'Do you wish to die today...?' The question still rang in Mystique's head. Why did she have to slap the man...? Traces of sweats could be seen on her forehead and her hands tremble at their side as a deadly aura could be felt around them and it was raging from none other than Damien, who looked like a monster as his eyes had turned a darker than usual and his stance was not what Mystique liked. "Has the cat caught your tongue, you seem to be rapping a few moments ago" the monster stepped forward, cornering poor Mystique against the wall again. "Answer Me...!" Damien Martinez's voice rose in fury and that was what Mystique finally snap. Her breathing took a sudden turn, heavy and brutal like she had just run a long race. Sweats ran down her forehead like water and her eyes started to water as they stared at Damien with so much twinge and adversity, her eyes pop out as her breathing went
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