I'm So Sorry.

Kimmara Freecss

Former Model // Mother // Scarred
Messages
354
OOC First Name
Cole
Blood Status
Mixed Blood
Relationship Status
Married
Age
11/2021
Kimmy and Mitch were at it once again. Night time strolls through Takaroko Park, and goofing on the playground equipment. They were the best of friends, ever since Kimmara had begun hanging out with Killua - her older brother. However, when Mitch caught her and her brother in bed, she supposed it was time to come clean about the relationship, and her intentions - and Abel. It was a lot to let lose, and to do it in public was the only way she knew how to - in case Mitch lashed out. Finally sitting on the swing set she looked at her beautiful, brunette, best friend. "M-Mitch. We need t-to talk about w-w-what you saw." She said referring to her night with Killy.
 
Mitch still felt really awkward around Kimmy. They were the best of friends, much like how she and Aaren had been, but the fact that they did the deed with each other's brothers just made it hard to actually look at the fellow Hufflepuff. It was hard enough looking at the younger knowing that she had a relationship with Silas! And seeing Kil and Kimmy, not just together, but on the bed together was seriously way off the bat. So, to her, this stroll was really taking its toll on her. She grimaced when her fellow Puff opened up the topic. "Sorry Kim, but I'd really rather not be talking about that," she said honestly as she tried to burn away the image forever implanted on her mind.
 
"M-M-Mitch we can-can't ignore it." she spoke, grabbing her friends hands, a pleading look in her icey blue orbs. She took in a breath. "What I d-did was w-wrong. I sh-should ha-have told you s-s-s-ooner that he and I... But b-but I'd never thought we'd do this in y-your house. Wi-with, with, with you home." She sighed. "B-but it's my fault... he only di-did this because of Abel..." She moved away now her back to her friend, hot tears in her eyes. "I feel dirty... two m-men... I'm not e-even 18."
 
"No, we can ignore it. And it's fine as long as I don't actually see you two in that position again," Mitch said with a shiver as she really tried to repress those haunting memories. "Besides, I should have also told you that me and your brother were together. Not anymore though," the older Hufflepuff said with a sigh remembering the older Axel. While it was true that their time together had been memorable, Mitch had come into terms that it was unfair for him that a certain werewolf still had her heart. And the mention of said werewolf's name caused her world to suddenly stop. "Wait. W-what do you mean by because of Abel?" Mitch said, her eyes narrowing as she was almost too afraid to hear the answer. This would change things between them. A lot of things.
 
Kimmy turned back to her, surprise in her eyes. She knew that Silas had been acting suspicious lately, though a small smile on her face replaced the shock. "So forgi-forgi-forgiven?" She asked, before sitting back down next to her friend, to recount the story of how on her seventeenth Birthday, when no one else had come since the Freecss had prior obligations, and her brother was away in Milan, Abel had come. He'd fallen into the pool and in her rush to help him, she'd seen his scars. The very ones that she thought made him special, beautiful, unique. She talked about how she'd been the one to make the first move, and then from there she wasn't sure what had happened. Sicne the first time Abel and Kimmy had been together, she'd finally admitted it - to her best friends, on a cool night under the stars. "M-me and Abel, de-deci-decided it was best i-if we did-didn't see each o-other again, though." She concluded.
 
Mitch wasn't really angry at Kimmy for being together with her brother that way. After all, in her opinion, who Killy has sex with is really none of her business. So she didn't think there was anything to forgive. Until the story started. Mitch didn't want to listen. She didn't want to hear anything that the younger has to say. She was angry and hurt, although she had no right to be. She felt betrayed. Her expressionless face became that of barely controlled anger. She glared at the younger, and even more so at the conclusion of her tale. As if that would ease the pain, and as if that would mean that she wasn't betrayed. She couldn't help her actions when she slapped the model. "You f**king knew how I felt. What? You think it would make me feel better that you guys decided to not see each other again?" she spat at her with much hatred that she knew was unjustified. "Don't ever show your face to me again," was all she said before she walked out of that park and resolved to never come back again.
 
Kimmy was lost for words, her face fell and nearly immediately her emotional eyes filled with tears. There was no way Kimmy could have known. "Please, w-wait, Mitch!" She called after her friend, her voice cracking, words barely audible. "Hanna!" She stood from the swing, but decided it best not to chase the brunette. How was she to know that Killy's best friend that Hanna liked was Abel? After all, Kimmy just assumed that the blonde man had a lot of friends. He was smooth after all, and caring to her it seemed. Kimmy took a seat back on the swing set and buried her face in her hands. She felt even more worthless now than before. She no longer had any friends, what was she to do?
 
Alecto sometimes didn't like his job. Especially ones that were boring as hell, and those included looking for people. Those were jobs for the good guys, and he certainly ain't one. But then again, he who he was looking for was extremely dangerous. Or rather, they were extremely dangerous. Killua and Hanna Freecss. His beloved younger brother and sister. His brother had more talent than him, so it was no wonder that it had been difficult to locate the male. The female, however, had no skill in their field. But, he had come to know that she had the brains. And the affinity for apparition. Handy skills for escape. His musings were easily stopped as he came upon a park with a lonely girl on the swing set. The male grinned, just what he needed. A distraction in the form of a lady. With a lick of his lips, he neared her slowly, "A cold night for someone like you to be here," he said as he stopped at a distance he deemed was appropriate enough to show her that he wasn't dangerous. Yet.
 
Kimmara didn't look up from her hands at the sounds of footsteps. She wouldn't care if it was a Scitorari member, or if it was Abel - either would could be there and it'd feel just the same to see them. She heard the unfamiliar voice, a pressing comment on her outside. It was chilly, Kimmara thought, only now realizing her sweater had been left at the Freecss. She sighed, finally moving her face to wipe at her tear stained eyes. "P-please, I do-don-don't want any t-trouble." She spoke quietly, her stutter causing a pink to flare on her already blotchy cheeks. "I-I can move if-if you want."
 
Alecto had to wonder whatever it is that made a girl cry. There were a great many reasons he had come to learn and to be honest, he still couldn't understand half of them. And he didn't think he would ever want to understand. Making them cry from pleasure was a different story altogether though. "I don't want trouble either," he said calmly as he approached her, threw a handkerchief into her lap and backed away, giving her her space. "It's fine," the older said as hr crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes roaming over what he could actually see.
 
Kimmy turned her eyes up to the boy in question, and took the handkerchief in her hands gently. She used the cloth to try her eyes briefly, before scrunching it up in her hands. She considered giving him her name for a moment, he was a wizard after all, it was rare that people in the Wizarding community knew of her fame. "I'm K-Kim-Kimmara." She settled on only her first name. He'd been polite enough to stop and help, so she too would return the polite gesture. "Th-thank you." She stated, her voice relatively void of emotion.
 
Alecto had to raise an eyebrow at the girl who seemed to be attempting to tell him her name. He looked forward to having this girl. Shy and frail girls were always fun to break after all. "Kimkimmara? I'll call you Mara then," he said with a shrug and grin at the unusual name of the girl, though it could have been the stuttering causing him to hear wrong. "Name's Alec," he said as he shoved his arms in his pocket. "Come on, it's late. Little girls shouldn't be out this late," the assassin said, his mind already set on his next target. He did like to take his sweet time sometimes, after all, some were worth the short wait.
 
Kimmara let a light laugh escape, though it was followed by a small sob as she attempted to collect herself. Her eyes settled on the man's dark figure as he spoke, and she felt slightly angry at his comment of her size. She stood from the swing, her full height at 5'10", nearly as tall as he was. Though she was thin, Kimmy was far from a little girl. She was an adult, and being an adult was the reason all of this was happening. "Y-you would wa-walk me h-home?" She inquired, touched by the way this person was behaving, being such a gentleman to her.
 
Alec watched with curiosity as the girl stood from the swing and noticed that she probably was not as little as he had been initially stating. In fact, she almost looked like a woman, but to him, she was still a girl. A girl that he wanted to make an absolute mess of. But he had to be patient. He walked a little closer to her and took in her appearance. She was most certainly beautiful. A wonderful prize. "Maybe. It's not like I know where you live, but I can join you in walking," he said with a shrug.
 
Kimmara gave a weak smile, her white strip-enhance teeth glimmering in a fluorescent street light. Her blonde locks fell past her shoulder, tickling her arms and back giving her goosebumps. "Th-thank you." She spoke quietly. For a moment Kimmy wondered if it was truly a good idea to lead someone to her house. However she was sure she was safe. If it needed, she could apparated to Killy - even if they were on terrible terms since their last meeting. She shuddered at the fight that had ensued. The blonde sniffed back more tears, and she watched with hazel orbs as she took her first few steps away, to see if he would walk beside her.
 
Alecto shrugged at the girl's attempt of a smile. It was a pretty pathetic attempt considering that she looked like she was about to bawl her eyes out any second. But perhaps that would do him some good in his own personal mission. Chicks dig the comforting type right? But he really wasn't into that sh*t, it was too mushy for his taste and he shuddered at the thought. He mentally groaned though at the girl's attempt to stop her tears and the slow pace of walking. Getting tired of it, he rolled his eyes, grabbed her hand and pulled her to walk at a faster pace. "We're not getting anywhere if you walk that slow. Tell me if we're taking a turn somewhere," he grumbled. He wanted to get to her house already, perhaps he could have some fun for tonight with the intriguing girl after all.
 

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