'Her Black pumps made an Echo'
Willow tossed and turned in her red kitanda sheets moving all the way across her double bed. Aero’s eyes kept digging into her like daggers deeper and deeper into her memories, he was always there rising up again from the smoke in her mind. Her head started to sweat as zaidi horror revisited her, she started mumbling and tossing around faster. The memories started flashing passed her until Aero touched down and kissed her then
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” she screamed, panting loudly looking around the room to see who was there. Tears ran down her face as she put her hand on her moyo and climbed out of kitanda wiping her forehead and letting her hands sink into her face.
She slid her door open and looked at Wally who was watching TV; it was around 11:00pm.
“Willow are wewe ok?” Wally asked concern filled his eyes. Willow shook her head and sat on the kitanda inayofuata to him, leaning on his shoulder and put her hand on his chest letting her tears pour out.
“You had that nightmare again, didn’t you?”
“Willow I will never let him touch wewe again!”
Willow looked up at him and placed her hand on him cheek as her lips met his. Her lips tasted like cherry and made Wally kiss her zaidi and more, with the other hand she slipped it around the back of him and started to lean back so Wally was lying down, Willow on top. Their body’s kept the lovers warm, Wally changed from her lips to her neck. Willow could feel every warm kiss, her sadness was expelled and Wally was the only thing on her mind, Wally got wilder with every touch and locked back onto her lips, his tongue slipped into her mouth. Moving gently around her mouth he leaned mbele again and finally let go of her, they sat there with their foreheads touching and eyes locked on one another.
“I will never let him hurt wewe again, never ever babe, no one will ever rape wewe again I promise”
Eclipse stopped when she heard the word Rape and decided to investigate. Speed walking through the cave she jumped on the railing kwa the stairs in the maktaba and slid down. Walking past endless rows of vitabu all different lengths and widths until she can to a steel door with no handle. Her hand touched the cold metal on a bila mpangilio spot then she pushed as hard as she could. There was a sudden Clang from inside until the door slided open revealing a winding black stair case leading down into the darkness of the folder and records hall.
Her black pumps made an echo as she walked; a sudden light came from the side of her belt. She pressed the x on her x-communicator to stop it flashing
“Nick Furry from Shield here err we need your help”