I take a step back, feeling the need to get away from her. Her eyes were locked on me, flaring with anger and blood lust. "Justice must be served." she says with no trace of emotion. She extends her palm towards me, immediately light blue mist drifted silently from her palm. I stare terrified at the blue mist as it drifts around me...YOU FINISH THE STORY! :)
"Stop," Amelia whispers as she moves closer to Jake, her fingers stroking his bare back, "That milk's on the turn." He turns round to face her and puts the sour carton down. "What would i do without you?" He asks her. "I don't know," She says, "Tell me, handsome. What would you do, without me?"