Veronica moaned, coming too. She cracked her eyes open, though saw nothing other then blurry objects and plush carpet. Her mind was foggy and her body ached in every place. Slowly, she pushed herself up to a sit, her mind swirling with the slightest movements. Ronnie looked around in a daze, trying to remember what had happened. Her eyes dropped to the box of spilled Graham Crackers.
Anger swelled in her chest, recollection hitting her full force. "Logan." She growled his name. Veronica stood up, her legs feeling weak and flimsy as if they would collapse from under her at any moment. She used the bedpost for support, the chains still wrapped around each post. Ronnie picked it up, letting it hand down between her fingers. Someone had freed him....but who?
She closed her eyes to try and picture a face, her brow scrunching up with concentration. Veronica growled under breath, slamming the chains down. "Son of a..." She cursed, unable to see a clear picture. Ronnie rose from the mattress, stalking towards the dresser and yanked open a drawer. Each movement sent jolts of pain through her system but she ignored them, revenge the only thing clear in her crazed mind.
Yanking out an old sweatshirt and slamming the drawer closed, she slipped it over her head. Veronica would find the person who freed plaything and have her revenge. A slow and painful revenge. And she would enjoy every moment of it. Veronica snatched up her jeans and threaded her legs through each hole before slipping on a pair of old flip flops.
Ronnie stormed out of the room, combing her hair back with her fingers and fashioning it back with a hair-tie. Grabbing at the door knob, she turned it harshly, yanking the door open. The cool air whipped inside, blowing her hair and sending a nasty chill down her spine. She paid little attention, stalking outside into the snow.
[[Veronica to Main Street. MWHahahah!!! :) ]]3/16/2010 . Edited 3/16/2010 #61
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