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Lewi
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((feel free to insert your charrie wherever))
Kieara was new in town. She'd only just moved here. Literally just moved here. As in moved here tonight. She didn't even have a house yet. She didn't own the car. It was her ex's. She could only pray that no one would notice it. She'd came from the next city over where the crime was worse and her worst nightmare lived. She needed away. A change of scenery. Only problem was she couldn't afford to live anywhere else.
She was a pretty woman however. She was petite, and one could tell she was all baby weight. Her arms and legs were skinny, but her stomach was round and very prominent. She was around 5 months along. She had shiny auburn hair, and bright sky blue, aquamarine eyes. Her skin was porcelin smooth but while it was smooth, it was riddled in scars and bruises. Tell tale signs she'd been beaten. Her face had a bruised eye though, and she had a small line of freckles over the bridge of her nose and her cheeks that would crinkle when she laughed. She stood at only 5'3, and seemed to glow like most pregnant women did despite her condition.
She hadn't yet been to the doctor for her baby. She had no insurance, nor the money to pay for the visit. She was in a bit of a mess right now needing to get lined out first. Having to pay rent and buy new furniture. Then having to unpack and prepare a nursery and get everything ready for when the baby was to come, it was a lot to handle at the time. She stayed lost though in her own little world until she saw red lights behind her.
She cursed quietly and pulled over. She was shaking and extremely nervous. This was wonderful. She was going to go to jail! They'd found her! A stolen car and no where to go, no one to call? Just peachy.
Kieara was new in town. She'd only just moved here. Literally just moved here. As in moved here tonight. She didn't even have a house yet. She didn't own the car. It was her ex's. She could only pray that no one would notice it. She'd came from the next city over where the crime was worse and her worst nightmare lived. She needed away. A change of scenery. Only problem was she couldn't afford to live anywhere else.
She was a pretty woman however. She was petite, and one could tell she was all baby weight. Her arms and legs were skinny, but her stomach was round and very prominent. She was around 5 months along. She had shiny auburn hair, and bright sky blue, aquamarine eyes. Her skin was porcelin smooth but while it was smooth, it was riddled in scars and bruises. Tell tale signs she'd been beaten. Her face had a bruised eye though, and she had a small line of freckles over the bridge of her nose and her cheeks that would crinkle when she laughed. She stood at only 5'3, and seemed to glow like most pregnant women did despite her condition.
She hadn't yet been to the doctor for her baby. She had no insurance, nor the money to pay for the visit. She was in a bit of a mess right now needing to get lined out first. Having to pay rent and buy new furniture. Then having to unpack and prepare a nursery and get everything ready for when the baby was to come, it was a lot to handle at the time. She stayed lost though in her own little world until she saw red lights behind her.
She cursed quietly and pulled over. She was shaking and extremely nervous. This was wonderful. She was going to go to jail! They'd found her! A stolen car and no where to go, no one to call? Just peachy.