@siriussly asked : ‘ trust me, you’re safer here. ‘
Amelia stared at the male stranger in a mix of disbelief and fear, her green eyes wide - still filled with tears from the horror she'd seen only earlier that night when strangers in dark cloaks came to her house and killed her adoptive S family. She all but let out a laugh at him, her laugh clearly forced yet accompanied by a most painful expression. "How? How the hell am I safer here?!" She demanded, trembling tone taking on a few octaves higher than normal from her fear.
She wasn't even sure how it was possible that she got to this old and gloomy house so quickly when she'd just been in her own house only moments ago. All Amelia could think about was her parents and brother as she was forced to leave them ... after evil beings in black capes shot violent beams of energy out of the sticks in their hands. Oh, she could still see that flash of green and red even now ...
"I don't know any of you people!" She had to blink back more tears from falling as she backed away, heart thundering inside that made it feel like it was going to jump right out of her chest. It didn't exactly help that the house she’d been brought to looked like it belonged to someone involved with ... evil. "A-And you all have those shooting sticks like the others at my house, the ones who k-killed my--" Oh, she couldn't finish her sentence: it was far too painful to even speak the reality out loud. "How do I know you're not with them?"