Sekarin

Imogen let out a sigh of air, shifting a little to unstick her face from the cold metal that her body had comforted on. When her eyes finally opened she could see nothing but what her eyes could see when they were closed, her surroundings were black. She pushed her body up off the cold floor with her arms; weak and frail, aching from the fall. "William? Are you alright?" Imogen whispered, crawling around lightly to figure out where he was in comparison to her. She felt a hand slide around her ankle which caused her to scream loudly and pull away. "Shhhh! Imogen it's me, William!" He whispered and with a sigh of relief, Imogen crawled over i

After pacing her body for a few minutes, she remembered the more important matter at hand and rushed back into the living room. "Where is Valden?" "Imogen we don-"Said Vincent. "Where is he!" she screamed. "We can't tell you Imogen!" He shouted. "Why can't you tell me!" She shrieked at the top of her voice. "Because we don't know!" Vincent shouted as loud as he could, frustrated as Imogen didn't seem to listen the first time. She turned away from him, not wanted to show her face of how ashamed she seemed. She quickly turned to look at Sophie, her face struck with fear. "Imogen we don't really know what's going on. This has never happene

Valden parted the hair from Imogen's face, revealing her perfect slumbering complexion. He caressed the skin on her cheek as he passed his thumb down her face, leaning forward to place his lips on her chilled skin. "I have to go now Imogen, I'm sorry but, you can't come with me." He whispered in her ear, she shuffled her body around a little, their noses touching. He rubbed his nose against her own, smiling lightly; he pulled away, dragging the quilt up her skin softly to cover her shoulders, planting a goodbye kiss upon her forhead. He walked out of the bedroom, leaving the key to his small house on the kitchen counter, without a note or re