She rubbed the side of her arm as she was still positioned in deep thought, “Well, my dad is a retired CIA agent, and he flew to Paris, and used his past skills and knowledge to find me.” She sighed heavily. “It took a couple days..but thankfully he did, just in time. The sheik was holding a knife to my neck because he knew my dad was coming for me.” She took a slow sip from her tea, staring down at it afterwards. “My friend was found dead though..”
“I must say you are lucky that your father used to be a CIA agent.” Bianca said, and when she heard that her friend had died, she looked down and said, “I’m sorry. May she rest in peace.”
How dreadful that such a thing could happen to a person, she thought. But when she looked at Kim, she knew that she was resilient, that she, in some way could bounce back from what happened to her. “You are very blessed, Kim.”
She nodded, curving her lips inward trying not to become distressed by it all over again. “It definitely made me more fearful and aware for the world outside of my own home.” She took a quiet, slow sip of her tea.
“I would like to think I’m blessed, I know that I am blessed to have the my parents protection and guidance.” She shook her head as if she was trying to shake off a bad dream. “May you, or your family never experience what I have..ever.”
“Thank you. I will make sure my children will never undergo what you did, but if anybody lays a finger on my children, they will answer to me. I am capable of killing if I have to. There is no fury like a mother protecting her children. Soon you shall understand that when you have your own children in the future, Kim.” Bianca said.
It took a moment or two for Kim to give Bianca a response when she was asked if she wanted more tea, it was a memory that had her full attention, and it was all she could focus and dwell on right now. She lifted her a head a little with a small response “Oh, sure, of course.” She smiled, allowing Bianca to refill her cup.
“Well, not too long ago, I wanted to go to Paris with a really good friend of mine, because we wanted to follow a band around the country, I literally had to beg my dad to let me go, because he was extremely skeptical and paranoid about me being only seventeen and going there without parental guidance.” She paused, trying to keep it short. “Anyways, he ended up allowing me to go, and me and my friend weren’t even there for an hour, and we were both kidnapped by these men who were sex traffickers.” She stopped briefly, letting Bianca take in what she just explained, before continuing a little more.
“Oh dear.” Bianca said. “How dreadful. I hope they have gotten their justice.” She then wondered, what if these men were still alive? She would be delighted to feed from them, all the Evildoer blood. The thought excited her. “What happened after that?” she asked, her cup poised midway between her lips.
She rubbed the side of her arm as she was still positioned in deep thought, “Well, my dad is a retired CIA agent, and he flew to Paris, and used his past skills and knowledge to find me.” She sighed heavily. “It took a couple days..but thankfully he did, just in time. The sheik was holding a knife to my neck because he knew my dad was coming for me.” She took a slow sip from her tea, staring down at it afterwards. “My friend was found dead though..”
“I must say you are lucky that your father used to be a CIA agent.” Bianca said, and when she heard that her friend had died, she looked down and said, “I’m sorry. May she rest in peace.”
How dreadful that such a thing could happen to a person, she thought. But when she looked at Kim, she knew that she was resilient, that she, in some way could bounce back from what happened to her. “You are very blessed, Kim.”
I have a precious 5 hours before the dawn, and I intend to use that to my advantage and sleep as much as I can, as I shall hunt tomorrow night. -blows a kiss- I shall be back soon my dears, until tomorrow night then!
“A brief summary will do, my dear.” Bianca said gently and smiled. “More tea?” she offered. Bianca wondered what Kim experienced in Paris that made her so terrified and traumatised by it, and she couldn’t help but remember her own tragic memories. The death of her parents, her brothers, and her fiancé, and killing men without a choice. She sighed and looked at Kim and nodded her head, signalling for her to start her tale.
It took a moment or two for Kim to give Bianca a response when she was asked if she wanted more tea, it was a memory that had her full attention, and it was all she could focus and dwell on right now. She lifted her a head a little with a small response “Oh, sure, of course.” She smiled, allowing Bianca to refill her cup.
“Well, not too long ago, I wanted to go to Paris with a really good friend of mine, because we wanted to follow a band around the country, I literally had to beg my dad to let me go, because he was extremely skeptical and paranoid about me being only seventeen and going there without parental guidance.” She paused, trying to keep it short. “Anyways, he ended up allowing me to go, and me and my friend weren’t even there for an hour, and we were both kidnapped by these men who were sex traffickers.” She stopped briefly, letting Bianca take in what she just explained, before continuing a little more.
“Oh dear.” Bianca said. “How dreadful. I hope they have gotten their justice.” She then wondered, what if these men were still alive? She would be delighted to feed from them, all the Evildoer blood. The thought excited her. “What happened after that?” she asked, her cup poised midway between her lips.
I shall be back soon, I hope, if Lily doesn’t have a hard time sleeping. The poor dear doesn’t feel well.
“Oh, that must have been nice!” She commented firmly, “London is very beautiful though,” She stopped to take another sip of her tea. “I guess every place you live is bound to have the good and bad memories to go along with it.” She shrugged, staring at her cup as she ran a finger around the top shape of it. “I mean, I guess that’s how Paris is for me now. I visited there once, but didn’t really get the chance to make good memories there.” Her voice trailed off into a slight murmur.
“Oh, what happened, may I ask? You need not answer if the pain is too much for you, I understand.” she said. “Paris always had this kind of charm, it’s nothing too grand, but it’s charm is found in it’s simplicity. From the little sidewalk cafes, to the beautiful countryside. But if you would ask me, I prefer the countryside of Umbria more. You must visit it sometime, it’s in Italy, and the red poppies are absolutely beautiful! I remember lying down and daydreaming with my brother in one of the fields there.” she smiled, sighing wistfully as she remembered her beloved brother.
“Paris is a charming place..or at least I thought it was.” She nodded and smiled as Bianca described the nature and scenery about the city of love.
Kim took in a deep breath, the flashbacks of terror only reflecting back into her mind of what happened, she didn’t feel much like speaking of it again, but she’d share some of it. “It is an..absolute terror filled memory to reflect back onto, which is also a long story.” She rubbed her forehead, which was fairly warm from the fear running back to her. “Is it alright if I just tell you a brief summary of it?”
“A brief summary will do, my dear.” Bianca said gently and smiled. “More tea?” she offered. Bianca wondered what Kim experienced in Paris that made her so terrified and traumatised by it, and she couldn’t help but remember her own tragic memories. The death of her parents, her brothers, and her fiancé, and killing men without a choice. She sighed and looked at Kim and nodded her head, signalling for her to start her tale.
“Yeah, I just turned seventeen not too long ago. It’s college next year!” She pretended to sound worried, though she was utterly excited for it. “Thank you,” She said, taking a small sip of her tea. “Well, it’s summer vacation for me right now, so yeah! You could definitely say it’s a vacation here for a little while. It’s nice.” She cut a small slice through her cake. “Have you lived here your entire life?”
Bianca shook her head. “No, I’m Italian actually. I was born in Florence and lived in Venice from my sixteenth to my twentieth year. I’ve been around the world and London feels so much like home. I can’t go back to Florence and Venice just yet, as I am reminded of my past. Though it is filled with so many happy memories, it has its fair share of hurtful ones as well.”
“Oh, that must have been nice!” She commented firmly, “London is very beautiful though,” She stopped to take another sip of her tea. “I guess every place you live is bound to have the good and bad memories to go along with it.” She shrugged, staring at her cup as she ran a finger around the top shape of it. “I mean, I guess that’s how Paris is for me now. I visited there once, but didn’t really get the chance to make good memories there.” Her voice trailed off into a slight murmur.
“Oh, what happened, may I ask? You need not answer if the pain is too much for you, I understand.” she said. “Paris always had this kind of charm, it’s nothing too grand, but it’s charm is found in it’s simplicity. From the little sidewalk cafes, to the beautiful countryside. But if you would ask me, I prefer the countryside of Umbria more. You must visit it sometime, it’s in Italy, and the red poppies are absolutely beautiful! I remember lying down and daydreaming with my brother in one of the fields there.” she smiled, sighing wistfully as she remembered her beloved brother.
Kim laughed in agreement, “I bet that would be pretty rough sometimes. Random cravings are irritating.” Her nose playfully wrinkled, then took a seat at the table.
“Well, I’m still in high school, so..that’s what I focus on at the moment.” She grinned slightly awkwardly, waiting for her beverage to be served to her.
“High school! My, you are quite young, my dear.” she handed Kim her cup of tea, and proceeded to slice a piece of cake. “I never attended any school. I was home-schooled by my brother. She placed the slice of cake on a small plate and put it near Kim. “Are you here on vacation?”
“Yeah, I just turned seventeen not too long ago. It’s college next year!” She pretended to sound worried, though she was utterly excited for it. “Thank you,” She said, taking a small sip of her tea. “Well, it’s summer vacation for me right now, so yeah! You could definitely say it’s a vacation here for a little while. It’s nice.” She cut a small slice through her cake. “Have you lived here your entire life?”
Bianca shook her head. “No, I’m Italian actually. I was born in Florence and lived in Venice from my sixteenth to my twentieth year. I’ve been around the world and London feels so much like home. I can’t go back to Florence and Venice just yet, as I am reminded of my past. Though it is filled with so many happy memories, it has its fair share of hurtful ones as well.”
“Well, congratulations! How exciting that must be!” She smiled broadly, holding her hand to her lips while Bianca rubbed over her baby bump.
Kim followed her into the living room, which was very much lively, and took a passing glance over at the cake and tea that settled on the table. “Looks yummy! did you make it?”
She nodded her head. “I did! Baking is a hobby of mine. Well, it’s exciting, yet I’m quite scared as this is my first pregnancy. But I’m glad that they’re not giving me a hard time, except for the weird cravings.” she chuckled and led Kim to the chair and she sat in the one in front of her, pouring the tea into white cups with a pink floral design and handed it to her. “So, what do you do, Kim?”
Kim laughed in agreement, “I bet that would be pretty rough sometimes. Random cravings are irritating.” Her nose playfully wrinkled, then took a seat at the table.
“Well, I’m still in high school, so..that’s what I focus on at the moment.” She grinned slightly awkwardly, waiting for her beverage to be served to her.
“High school! My, you are quite young, my dear.” she handed Kim her cup of tea, and proceeded to slice a piece of cake. “I never attended any school. I was home-schooled by my brother. She placed the slice of cake on a small plate and put it near Kim. “Are you here on vacation?”
“Oh, sure, why not.” She smiled with a gentle shrug, stepping into her welcoming home. “Do you live here by yourself?” She asked, brushing her hair behind her ear.
“Oh no, I live here with my daughter, Lily. She’s asleep now. And soon, it shall be filled with two more babies, as I am expecting twins.” she rubbed the bump on her tummy and smiled at Kim, and led her to the living room, where tea and cake were already prepared on the table.
“Well, congratulations! How exciting that must be!” She smiled broadly, holding her hand to her lips while Bianca rubbed over her baby bump.
Kim followed her into the living room, which was very much lively, and took a passing glance over at the cake and tea that settled on the table. “Looks yummy! did you make it?”
She nodded her head. “I did! Baking is a hobby of mine. Well, it’s exciting, yet I’m quite scared as this is my first pregnancy. But I’m glad that they’re not giving me a hard time, except for the weird cravings.” she chuckled and led Kim to the chair and she sat in the one in front of her, pouring the tea into white cups with a pink floral design and handed it to her. “So, what do you do, Kim?”
She gave a polite, but shy smile for the other. “My name’s Kim, it’s nice to meet you.” The girl took an observing stare around where she was. “Your home is beautiful..” She awed.
“Thank you.” Bianca said. “Oh, do come in. Would you like tea and cake?”
“Oh, sure, why not.” She smiled with a gentle shrug, stepping into her welcoming home. “Do you live here by yourself?” She asked, brushing her hair behind her ear.
“Oh no, I live here with my daughter, Lily. She’s asleep now. And soon, it shall be filled with two more babies, as I am expecting twins.” she rubbed the bump on her tummy and smiled at Kim, and led her to the living room, where tea and cake were already prepared on the table.
“Welcome to my home, my name is Bianca Solderini. And who are you, dear?” Bianca asked, smiling.
She gave a polite, but shy smile for the other. “My name’s Kim, it’s nice to meet you.” The girl took an observing stare around where she was. “Your home is beautiful..” She awed.
“Thank you.” Bianca said. “Oh, do come in. Would you like tea and cake?”
“Welcome to my home, my name is Bianca Solderini. And who are you, dear?” Bianca asked, smiling.
