D I A N A

Mun & Muse 18+ NSFW content will occur. Diana from Zero Time Dilemma 

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I just downed 4 bottles of sleeping plls. Done. Sorry y’all. If I dont come back its cause I can’t .

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“You have to eat something.”

Diana was usually such a cool – calm headed, kind person. (To a fault people said.) Until that other half of her brain decided to interrupt her life and snap at people. She was so sick of everyone telling her what she had to do. So sick of her husband treating her like shit – sometimes she lost it. They didn’t understand. Kate didn’t get it. Diana was literally starving. Her own stomach consuming itself. She’d lost over twenty pounds, but she just couldn’t find the inspiration or motivation to eat. The thought made her  s i c k.

           “I’m not hungry. Please, just leave me alone. I’m fine.” 

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“Won’t you kill me? Please.... kill me.”

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He noted her whisper, but didn’t say a thing as he took a drink of water. The cold felt good on his dry throat, something much-needed since he’d recovered from his monthly illness. He noted her fingers and her face, still feeling that unneeded anger and stuffed it in the back of his mind, not needing to feel like a “knight” or something similar to that. Dezel passed her more, setting the napkins in front of her so she could access them easily.

“It’s alright to feel like that. Everyone does, that’s why they have different extremities to how they deal with it.” He should’ve kept his mouth shut, or so he feels. Waving a hand, he set it back down. “Nevermind that. Ramblings of a stranger.”

Her question made him smile a bit. “His name’s Spada. It’s the Italian word for “sword”. Kind of funny, if you think about it,” Dezel said, opting for another refill of water. “I’m serious. Your smile’s nice, too.” He’d have to punch Zaveid for all of this mushy talk he’s spewing. God forbid he get the man’s drawl, too.

“That’s alright.” He knew the feeling of not being hungry. It was hell on a body, to be truthful. “I don’t need a reason to do anything. I just want to.”

                             “Truth is, I don’t deal with it well at all.”  Three suicide attempts and institutionalization wasn’t dealing with it well. Diana wasn’t entirely sure why she was opening up to this man. Even with a name, he was still a stranger. As even he had just reminded her. Perhaps he was an evil man. Taking advantage of her naivety and vulnerability, but she felt safe in his presence. And God, it had been  y e a r s  since she last felt safe.  The petite redhead giggled when Dezel told her his old boss’ name, explaining what it meant. Watching him closely as he refilled his water. Appreciating immensely that he was trying to lighten the mood. Too many dark days in her life. She needed some  s u n s h i n e  -- sometimes.      “Spada?” Thick brows raised and she giggled some more. “You are        right. That is quite the silly name.” She meant no offense. Genuinely        finding it to be such an amusing name. Names were important. Her       own name had inspired her life dream. At his compliment about her        smile, Diana’s face flushed bright pink. Smile stretching, which she        hid behind her hand a bit. E m b a r r a s s e d. “You are too kind.”                    'I don’t need a reason to do anything. I just want to.’  Furrowing her brow, she blinked away her confusion and then stared down into her drink. Such a weird response. (He wanted to?) She doubted that this was what anyone would want to do with their time. He could be out having fun. Handsome man like him undoubtedly had a significant other of his own. Regardless, she had never been more thankful in her life. He was an angel sent to her -- she appreciated him so much.                 “Thank you.” A pause and she changed the subject.                “You said that you have a tab, do you come here often?”

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Fine.

That was a lie, Rise had grown accustomed to telling. Wear a pretty smile, pretty clothes. Talk sweetly. Yes, she was often fine. Except she most certainly never was. She had no idea what the woman was struggling through. The drinking, the bruises. No, Rise couldn’t imagine what she had been through. All she knew now was that she simply couldn’t just walk away. 

“You most certainly are not fine. And you can’t convince me otherwise.”

Even so, what could the teen really do for her?

            “You can’t tell me what I am and am not. I’m fine.”  Irritation was written all over her freckled face. Disheveled red mane sticking up in every direction. Makeup smeared. She looked a damn mess and she knew it, but she didn’t care. She just wanted to feel better. She just wanted to FEEL again. Diana signaled for the bartender to pour her another drink and turned her attention away from the other girl. If she wasn’t here to flirt and sleep with her, she didn’t really care right now. That was a  l i e -- of course she cared. Her problem was she cared too much. She was too fucking nice.                              (Again, her mind was torn in half.)  There was a reason she’d been diagnosed with multiple-personalities. The two entirely different beings were  c o n s t a n t l y  at war inside of her. Kind and guilty -- Irrational and out of control. The alcohol helped. It always helped. Diana smiled flirtatiously at the guy sitting next to her at the bar. Paying no mind to if he was dangerous.                                             “Heeeey. Hellloooo. Sleep with meee?” 

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           “Nothing special?”  Diana couldn’t believe the words as they passed her daughter’s precious lips, she wanted to pull her close, kiss her  h a r d. Kiss away the nonsense. Phi was a gorgeous young woman. Her body was. . .breathtaking. Blue eyes darkened with desire as she hungrily drank in every inch. Every curve. She wanted to see more of her skin, wanted to taste it, to sink her teeth into it, suck so hard that she left dark marks all over her delicate body --- proving that she belonged to her and  o n l y  her. Diana never wanted to share her baby girl again. She wanted to claim her as her own.   Shifting into a seated position, the older woman reached behind her own back, unclasping her bra and slinking straps over freckle-littered shoulders. Allowing her perky tits to fall loose.             “You are so special. You are my special girl.” Diana breathed,              reaching out, cupping Phi’s beautiful face, fingertips sliding down             and grazing each of her nipples through the fabric of her bra,             before starting to pull it over her head. “You’re beautiful.” 

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Rise fidgeted. She certainly could do as the other asked and turn tail. That didn’t sit well with the girl. She didn’t know how to offer help without offending her. Rise’s social skills, at times, could leave much to be desired. Awkwardly crossing one arm across her chest, “Are you sure? You don’t look fine, and there’s no way I can leave you, if you need help.”

        “I said, I’m fine. So I must be fine.                                     Why else would I say I’m fine?”  Diana slurred the words  d r u n k e n l y, backing another glass of whiskey and nearly falling out of her chair. She was in one of those moods. One of those -- get drunk and screw the world because it fucking sucks, moods. Her husband had been particularly rough with her a few hours ago -- painting bruises all over her pale freckled skin. The outline of his hand still imprinted around her thin throat. She had alcohol now -- so, she was fine.  A pause from her muttering while she looked the woman over. Something about her seemed familiar -- maybe she was seeing things.                                                                                         “Seriously, I’m fine.” 

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      “Do you  h a t e  me?”

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Sick Starter Sentences...

“You’re so pale…”

“You’re sick, admit it!”

“I think you should sit down.”

“Bathroom, now.”

“You look like you’re about to pass out.”

“You’ve got a fever!”

“Why are your hands so sweaty?”

“Are you shivering?”

“Hey, I got you…”

“We have to sweat the fever out of you.”

“You have to eat something.”

“I made you some chicken soup.”

“You’re gonna crash.”

“Cover your mouth when you cough!”

“Have you slept at all lately?”

“Hey, Rudolph.” 

“Did you just cough– blood?”

“I think we should take you to see a doctor.”

“Can you at least vomit with the door closed?”

“Here, take your medicine.”

“Is there anything I can get from you.”

“Let me take care of you.”

“You can barely stand!”

“Go home and get some rest.”

“How long have you been sick?”

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He’d describe her as lonely, one of the types of women he’d seen his cousin consoling in the dead of night on the couch over stupid TV sitcoms. But he didn’t say it aloud, for fear of the word getting out and then having to face his cousin when it got to him, which it inevitably would. Dezel didn’t bother retrieving his plate, and instead got another glass of ice water to drink. Sitting down across from her, seeing how she wiped her eyes, he retrieved a few napkins and handed them to her.

“Thanks,” he said, taking a drink from his glass. “I never thought much about my name. It’s as weird as my old boss’ name.” For a moment, he seemingly spaced out before speaking again. “Don’t apologize. Sometimes we can’t help how we look, Diana. You look fine, despite the bruising.”

There was a part of him screaming to know who did this, but Dezel wasn’t going to pry. They were acquaintances at best, so it wasn’t time to spill one’s life story to what seemed to be a complete stranger. He knew this for a fact. But still, he couldn’t help but feel angry, despite not showing it on his face. “If you want anything, go ahead and order it. I’ll put it on my tab, alright? That includes refills on your drink.”

                 “Why. . .?”  The word tumbled over her lips -- a hushed whisper, brows dipping in bewilderment as eyes wandered down to the napkin he held out for her. She shouldn’t seem so surprised by his affectionate nature. Once upon a time ago, she’d married a man who did these things for her. Held doors. Wiped away her tears. Brought her flowers. He’d  c h a n g e d.  She had a sickening feeling in her gut that it was all her fault -- that she ruined people, turned them into monsters who couldn’t stand her. Plucking the napkin from his hand with bony fingers, she wiped away her tears and dabbed her nose.            “I just feel like such a mess---I feel---” Like I’m losing my mind. She kept            that thought buried on the inside. She didn’t need to burden more people.            A gentle smile graced her lips and she laughed, “Yeah, I bet I look great.            What’s your old boss' name, by the way?” Curious as ever. Always             asking too many  u n i m p o r t a n t  questions.  Sniffling a few times, her smile widened (to the point of causing her bruised cheek to ache), and she nodded. Setting down the napkin on the table and taking another sip off the drink. He was offering to buy her things now. It was all so weird. A good kind of weird.                 “I’m not really hungry...” She hadn’t been eating much lately. Good ol’                 misery -- she’d lost twenty pounds. “Why are you doing this for me?” 

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Those thoughts were mirrored in Phi’s own broken mind, at least in a sense. She had never felt desire like this before and yet she also had never met anyone like her mother before. Growing up so far from her, separated by a century and more, the desire to be near her was overwhelming and if this was what it took then she was more then happy to give it.

There was also the fact that during her time in that last decision game she very much crew to crave Diana in ways she never had any other person aside from Akane. The two combined made this feeling, this desire, overwhelming in a way she could not resist in the least.

“Yes I do Mama.”

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            ‘Yes I do Mama.’  Those words  s t o l e  her breath away -- for some reason being called that, being told by her baby girl that she wanted to make her feel good, caused her clit to swell and throb. Dark spot forming on her panties as arousal soaked through them. She was so wet. Her ex-husband had never made her feel this way. Never turned her on to the point of physical ache and need.          Sigma had---but, this felt different. Dirty. Filthy. Wrong.                                                                    (Why was that turning her on?) Fingers twisted deeper into Phi’s hair, yanking at the roots and urging her hot mouth onto her tit -- just like when she was a baby. Only...wrong. So fucking wrong. Diana moaned loudly arching even further off the bed and forcing more of her breast into her baby’s delectable mouth. Quaking and panting as her small, soft, wet, tongue lapped away at her hard nipple like a hungry kitten. “Just like that, baby girl. Feels so good.”             “Mm... Mama wants you to take off your clothes.” She licked over             her lips -- staring down at Phi through lustful hooded eyes. “You’ve             been through so many horrible things---I want to make you feel              good for once in your life.” 

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