Hi

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English is my third language, German my first and Russian my second. I’m going to try and involve the languages into the story. That doesn’t have to mean that the reader is German or Russian, it just means that they speak more than just English! Tho the reader will not be born in an English speaking country. If the reader speaks in their native language it will be written like this: “{Hi!}”

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

~Pretty Girl~

Last time:

Damian didn’t know what to do, he never was good at consoling people, so he did what came to his mind. He opened his arms slowly and (Name) crashed into his arms, hearing could feel his skin getting wet from her tears and he could feel her shaking.

Damian closed his arms around her, he was rocking back and forth.

They sat on the bed for another

5-10 minutes waiting for Jon and Mia to arrive.

Now:

Damian could hear Jon’s heavy footsteps along with quieter ones, he assumes these belong to Mia.

He looked at the trembling girl in his arms and tightened his hold on her. “Don’t worry, that’s Jon and Mia.” He tried to reassure her but with no luck, she seem to be spacing out, eyes licked onto the unconscious girl.

“OMG (NAME).”

(Name) could feel something impaling against her, she finally snapped out of her trance and noticed she was sitting in Damian’s lap.

She also was now aware of the hands of her roommate that were holding her face up.

“I was so worried.”

Mia engulfed (name) in a hug. She let go and pulled something out, it was a pair of fresh clothes.

“I hope they fit.”

(Name) numbly took the clothes and awkwardly left Damian’s lap, he let his hands linger on her hips as to help her stand up, as he noticed her shaking legs.

During the time Jon has already called the police. They went to another room, Jon and Damian stayed outside as Mia helped (Name) to freshen her up.

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Once the girls were alone, (Name) broke down in her roommates arms.

“I fell so…. Disgusted.”

Mia closed her eyes and let a tear slip, she didn’t know (Name) for that long but she knew she didn’t deserve this. (Name) was a sweetie, nice to everyone and helped anyone who needed it.

She gave (Name) a kiss on the forehead and whispered. “It’s over now.”

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Damian and Jon knew that when the police arrived and they discovered what things are happening during the party, it would be a disaster. So they decided to wait outside, Jon texted Mia to let them know and to meet them there.

“So what happened.”

“When I arrived the girl was laying on top of her with a syringe in her hand.” Damian pulled the syringe out of his pocket.

Jon took it and watched it.

“You have any idea what it could be?”

“No… I will send it to my father and have him take a look at it.”

Jon nodded. “You think there’s something more behind it?”

Damian sighed. “It could be but it also could be a coincidence.”

[lin-ay]

English is my third language, German my first and Russian my second. I’m going to try and involve the languages into the story. That doesn’t have to mean that the reader is German or Russian, it just means that they speak more than just English! Tho the reader will not be born in an English speaking country. If the reader speaks in their native language it will be written like this: “{Hi!}”

~Pretty Girl~

Part 1; Part 2

Last time:

“Pretty sure, everywhere we go I see her making heart eyes at (Name) and I even overheard her telling her friends how (Name) smelt so good like vanilla and she also said she wished she could see underneath what was clinging to her delicious curves.”

Now:

Damian, Mia and Jon split up, searching the whole house for (Name) and Lara. Damian was searching upstairs, Mia asking people downstairs if they saw them leaving and Jon was searching outside in case they were going to leave.

Damian opened every door with so much force he himself was surprised that the door didn’t fly off.

He didn’t know why but this feeling in his stomach wouldn’t go away. He didn’t even know (Name) but her smile, the way her soft, plump lips stretched into a smile, her eyes shining her personality being like the weather, it can be calm, beautiful, warm and bright but it can also get stormy and cold, dark. She smelled like vanilla and coconut, it suited her just like the gold jewelry she was wearing.

Her hair looked so soft and it smelled so nice too. He wanted to hug her kiss her forehead and melt into her warmth.

His thoughts were cut short when be heard a thump and a small cry.

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(Name) and Lara were making out, naked. (Name) has a weird feeling in the back of her mind but she pushed it away, thinking it’s because she hadn’t had sex for a while.

Lara pulled away and grabbed something. It was her handbag, she searched for something.

“What are you searching for?” (Name) lays fully naked on the bed sweat covering her skin. She looked majestic under the moonlight her soft, glistening hair and golden jewelry making her look like she wasn’t from this earth.

Lara piled out a syringe filled with some kind of blue liquid.

Lara was standing with her back towards (Name). “You know I have been watching you for a while. The way you dress, the way you walk, what you want to study, how you do your make up, when you wake up, when you go to sleep and more.”

(Name) felt the nauseous feeling growing.

“Oh really…”

Lara finally turned around she walked towards the naked girl on the bed.

“Yeah, and now you’re all mine.”

(Name) could feel her heart beat increasing, she let out a scream, hoping someone would notice. She should have informed Mia that she was going with someone. She felt stupid and disgusted.

Lara was now crawling on top of her, (Name) tried to shove her off but it didn’t work. (Name) again tried to scream for help she was crying, her first year of college didn’t even really start and she was already in the hands of some lovesick stalker.

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Damian ran towards the door were he heard another cry, he slammed the door open and saw the Lara dressed in nothing but her bra and Panties. It seems like she only threw them on, her bra still open and her panties inside out.

(Name) on the other hand was completely naked and he could feel his anger growing when caught sight of the syringe in Lara’s hand. Without hesitation he threw a punch towards her face, knocking Lara out.

He quickly threw a blanket over Lara, as she was half naked. But his attention didn’t linger on Lara, he turned towards (Name), who was a crying and sobbing mess, she quickly cradled the blanket towards her covering her naked body.

Damian grabbed the syringe and put it in his pocket, he wanted to see what it was exactly.

His attention was now fully on (Name) and with every sob she let out, he regretted leaving the league, if he was still an assassin he could have killed Lara with no hesitation and without getting a lecture from his father about morals and whatever.

Damian sat himself on the bed, he wanted to hug but quickly realized (name) was still naked.

He looked for her clothes but noticed that either they were ripped or to short, Damian pulled of his button up shirt, wearing a top underneath was a good idea. He gave (Name) the shirt, who was still under shock not even fully realizing that Damian was now Stiftung in front of her.

“Here, put that on I’m gonna call Jon and Mia, ok?”

Damian’s soft voice rang in her ear as she slowly grabbed the shirt he was holding out for her. Her hand touched his and Damian quickly noted how soft her hand was compared to his rough, calloused ones.

(Name) mumbled a small thank you. Damian nodded he turned away, hearing the soft ruffles of the bed sheets. He quickly texted Jon that he found (Name) and told him to ask Mia if she had some clothes (Name) could borrow. He turned towards Lara, who was still unconscious and looked around for something he could use to tie her up in case she woke up.

He found some kind of rope and tied Lara’s wrist together.

“I’m finished.” (Name)s shaky voice broke his heart, he turned around and walked towards her. She was still shaking and glanced towards Lara a few times, the fear being visible in her eyes.

“Hey, it’s okay she is unconscious and there’s no way I’m gonna let something happen to you, okay?” Damian reassured her.

(Name) was surprised at his soft voice remembering his cold voice from their first meeting just hours ago.

Damian didn’t know what to do, he never was good at consoling people, so he did what came to his mind. He opened his arms slowly and (Name) crashed into his arms, hearing could feel his skin getting wet from her tears and he could feel her shaking.

Damian closed his arms around her, he was rocking back and forth.

They sat on the bed for another 5-10 minutes waiting for Jon and Mia to arrive.

Part 4

[lin-ay]

English is my third language, German my first and Russian my second. I’m going to try and involve the languages into the story. That doesn’t have to mean that the reader is German or Russian, it just means that they speak more than just English! Tho the reader will not be born in an English speaking country. If the reader speaks in their native language it will be written like this: “{Hi!}”

Please correct me if I use a word wrong, forgot a word or similar things.

~pretty girl~

Part 1

PART 2

Last time:

“Damian Wayne.” His voice was deep but welcoming, (Name) didn’t know why but she felt his voice kind of calming and grounding.

Now:

“It’s nice to meet you!” (Name) stretched her hand out for him to shake, she hoped his hand would feel as welcoming as his voice sounds.

It quickly got awkward as Damian only gave her a side glance, ignoring (Name)s outstretched hand.

(Name)s let out a scoff and let her hand fell to her side. “So… you guys ready or…?”

Jon and Mia, finally stopped talking, apologized and Jon opened the car door for Mia and (Name) to step in. He and Damian went for the front seats, Jon behind the wheel.

“So Mia whose Party is this?”

“Some girl I met when we took a pre course for something.”

(Name) nodded and laid her head on the window, she looked into the rear(?) mirror and catches the sight of green eyes staring right back. (Name) didn’t want to give him the satisfaction, she didn’t want him to think she is imitated by him because she is not. He is just some random, handsome guy who basically shits money.

After a 15 minute drive they arrived at a pretty fancy and big house.

(Name) felt her excitement coming back, just because some guy was not interested in talking to her doesn’t mean she can’t have fun with someone else.

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Damian watched (Name) from a distance, as she was sitting on some girls lap, making out with her as she let out moans.

Jon and Mia were flirting like little high school kid, which is not to unusual for Jon but even the usually confident Mia was blushing, stuttering and what not.

Damian didn’t know why people like to party, he didn’t mind it but the loud music and the crowded space made his head turn in a weird way.

His look went back to (Name) again, she was still making out messily with the same brunette. (Name) smiled as the other girl whispered something into her ear. He saw them both stand up and disappear somewhere upstairs.

Damian had a weird felling but he ignored it, he didn’t know (Name) but her bright smile just wouldn’t leave his mind.

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(Name) let out moans as the brunette named Lara sucked on her neck and touched her in ways she could only imagine doing to herself.

(Name)s hand went up to Lara’s hair and gripped, Lara moaned quietly and (Name) put her lips upon Lara’s.

Lara pushed (Name) down and they both started to undress themselves. Lara pushed herself between (Name)s legs so their cunts will rub against when Lara starts grinding. When she did, they both let out different types of moans, Lara’s moans were breathy and more like quite gasps of (Name)s name and (Name)s moans were load and she basically screamed Lara’s name.

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Damian was sitting on one of the coaches, when Mia and Jon joined him.

“Hey Damian have you seen (Name)? I really want to go home but I can’t find her.”

“She went with some brunette girl, they were making out.”

Mias eyes turned wide and she looked a bit spooked. “Did the girl have short hair, curls, with green earrings?”

Damian’s eyebrows furrowed as he slowly nodded.

“That girl has been stalking (Name) now for days, (Name) didn’t seem to notice so I didn’t say anything but I heard stuff about her. (Name) apparently isn’t her first crush and the last time the girl was beaten up because the girl didn’t want to do some kinky shit!”

Damian and Jon shared a glance as Mia babbled about the stalker.

Jon asked with a hesitant voice. “You’re sure the girl is staking (Name)?”

“Pretty sure, everywhere we go I see her making heart eyes at (Name) and I even overheard her telling her friends how (Name) smelt so good like vanilla and she also said she wished she could see underneath what was clinging to her delicious curves.”

Part 3

[lin-ay]

Hello guys!! This is my first fic and I want to make some things clear for you guys!

English is my third language, German my first and Russian my second. I’m going to try and involve the languages into the story. That doesn’t have to mean that the reader is German or Russian, it just means that they speak more than just English! Tho the reader will not be born in an English speaking country. If the reader speaks in their native language it will be written like this: “{Hi!}”

Please correct me if I use a word wrong, forgot a word or similar things.

I’m still trying to figure out how tumblr works so please understand if my posts don’t look to aesthetic!

~pretty girl~

Part 1

(Name) walks down the street of Cambridge, she was finally going to go to her dream university. She let out a breathy sigh, her trembling hand picked with the buttons of her black coat.

Her heels clicking as she wanders further and slowly reaches the Cambridge university.

(Name) feels her heart beating faster and faster, while she had an international degree, thanks to the international boarding school in Oxford she went for two years, she still felt like she didn’t deserve this. But she wouldn’t let that bring her down, she will succeed and make a big deal out of herself, opening her own architectural studio and be her own boss. She will help her family financially and will be the first successful person in the family and she is not gonna let anyone get in her way.

She arrived at the campus and went inside, she looked around for the receptionist, when she couldn’t locate anyone she pulled out her phone. The background of her phone, a photo of her and her little sister, Mikaela. Mikaela’s is 4 years younger then (Name).

(Name) heard a door open, she looked up and saw the receptionist she talked on the phone just a few days ago. She walked up to the desk and the older lady looked up and a smile made its way onto her slightly wrinkled face.

“Good morning dear, you’re (Name) (LastName)?”

(Name) nodded and gave a kind smile. “Yeah that’s me! I’m here to get my dorm room and my schedules.”

“Ah right! Not to step into your personal space, hun but where are your luggage’s?”

“Oh! I’m going to get them later, I stayed in a hotel and I just wanted to look around the campus and get my things so I can get myself organized before I start.”

The elder lady nodded slightly impressed by the young woman standing in front of her.

“Well come on darling.”

(Name) always liked the British accent and couldn’t help but also pick up some things over the years, her accent of her native language still being heavy but still.

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“And this is going to be your dorm, your roommate should be already here! Here is your key and I hope you have a great time!”

(Name) smiled and thanked the old receptionist for giving her a tour and showing her her dorm.

The young girl opened the door and was greeted by a beautiful dark-skinned girl laying on what seems to be her bed, her boho braids being spread onto her cushion.

The not named girl didn’t seem to notice (Name), as she was wearing headphones. (Name) didn’t want to straddle the girl so she knocked load onto the door. The girl on the bed yanked her self up, clearly taking back and beamed as she saw (Name).

“Omg heyyy, you’re my roommate right?”

(Name) suddenly felt shy as the pretty girl stood up and walked towards (Name).

“Yeah my names (Name) (LastName) and what is your name?” (Name) just wanted to let herself be swallowed be the ground, god she sounded so formal, what’s wrong with her that girl was going to be her roommate for a few years.

The pretty girl let out a giggle and answered.

“I’m Mia Jones. Nice to meet cha!”

(Name) felt like she was blinded be Mias smile but quickly felt comfortable so she smiled equally as bright back.

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It had been a week since (Name) was last at Cambridge but tomorrow was the day the term started. She has officially moved into her dorm 3 days ago, she made her stay at the hotel not as long as planned, she liked Mia and couldn’t wait so she cut her stay and moved in.

Mia and (Name) were what you would call, “it girls” they’re both pretty, smart, kind but could get witty and snarky if it was necessary.

(Name) quickly catches a few eyes of boys and girls, her sexuality encouraging the girls to also try and make moves on her.

Mia told (Name) that today was a party to celebrate the last day before the new year starts and everyone even freshmen’s were invited.

The girls obviously wouldn’t decline such an offer and they got ready. Mias outfit consisted out a black mini skirt along with a purple top that clung to her like second skin.

(Name)s outfit was a low waisted flared jeans with a red, Spagetti string top. The fabric has a flora pattern across her chests area, kind of like a bikini form.

Mias silver jewelry glistening on her chocolate skin.

(Name) put on her gold jewelry and they both put on black heels, jackets, got some money into their purses and made their way downstairs.

Apparently Mia was friends with some guy who was going to bring them to the party. When they reached the car a to guys were leaning onto a black car and Mia made her way to the paler guy, hugging him.

“Jon!!” “Mia!!”

They both let go and seem to forget about their friends as they both talked and talked. (Name) noticed the other friend still leaning against the car so she made her way up to him and greeted him with a bright smile.

“Hi my name is (Name) (LastName)! What’s yours?” Tho (Name) obviously knew who he was, she didn’t live under rocks. Standing beside her was Damian Wayne the prodigy and Bruce Wayne’s youngest son.

“Damian Wayne.” His voice was deep but welcoming, (Name) didn’t know why but she felt his voice kind of calming and grounding.

Part 2