LovablyAwkward

"I'm not going." Dylin crossed her arms over her robust chest. "You need to." Sub-Zero could feel a migraine begin to form in his head. Why did this woman have to be so complicated?! "A ball? To show me off like I'm some trophy wife?" "You aren't my wife yet." Sub-Zero vigorously rubbed his temples. "No, but I will be." Dylin droned. She sat back against her bed and looked away from Sub-Zero. "You have a lot of nerve asking me something like this." "You don't have much of a choice." "So then, why are you asking?" Dylin's mocking tone nearly pushed Sub-Zero over the edge. He grabbed her wrist and she quickly countered by pulling herself

You reflect on the past and see how others have wronged you. It's funny how you fail to realize how you've wronged others. Your sheets aren't pure.

I woke up slowly, my body still injured by my fierce encounter with Kahn. I tried to clear my vision, but could make nothing out. I groaned and tried to roll over, but my body was too banged up... "You're awake." I froze and held my breath. The voice was different...unusual. I was too afraid to move. "Ama Haruki, is it?" I didn't move. I couldn't move. Footsteps approached me slowly and cunningly. "You have taken down the emperor. Well done." I felt a cold finger run down my left cheekbone. This wasn't Sub-Zero...who was it? "Very well done indeed." His lips hovered over my own. I managed to clear my vision and tried to make out his f

She tried to control her emotions. She was good at it; hiding how she truly felt was not only a part of her training, it was a way of life. But somehow, she had trouble controlling how she felt when it came to this man, her fiancé, her future husband. She was infuriated, close to being depressed from staying in the same room for so long, and jealous of the fact that he could roam around freely while she had to stay behind heavy, overly decorated drapes and glass windows. She sat on the floor and tried to compose herself. 'Don't think about him...don't think about him...' She chanted in her mind repetitively. Her efforts, however, were i