[zion's pov:Â her - natalie ;Â her - rae]
as i climbed
up the pipe
i thought of her
my girlfriend
the thought
made me smile
and a particular
curly haired girl
occupied my mind
her sweet scent
of jasmine
was something
i was looking
forward to
but even as
i thought about her
the face widened
the hair straightened
and glasses appeared
on her face
her
her with
the scent of
v a n i l l a
and blush
gracing her
plump cheeks
why was i thinking of  her?
guilt filled me
she is my girlfriend's sister
she acted as a catalyst
and i cringed
for some unknown reason
reaching the window
i pulled it open
expecting the smell
of jasmine
but to my
surprise
it was vanilla
i peered inside
in curiosity
until i saw her
sleeping peacefully
i must have got
the wrong window
i was about to
close it
when i saw the
blood running
down her hands
shit
.
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