Empire 💲💲💲 _ Capítulo 76
E então ela a consciência, mas não só a consciência, ela acabará de perder uma amiga que morreu tentando a salvar e perdeu algo que ela nem sabia que tinha a 3 horas atrás.
Os homens aparam com os chutes quando param de ser seu pulmão subir e descer. Eles viraram as costas e foram embora.
Deixando um corpo morto e um a beira da morte.
Algum tempo depois um casal que havia acaso de sair da mesma boate viu as duas garotas, e chamaram ajuda.
A ambulância não demorou, o corpo sem vida de Raissa foi pro Sunrise e Larissa foi pro hospital.
Levaram ela as presas pra sala de cirurgia, uma enfermeira pegou o telefone da loira e ligou pra primeiro número da lista de " registros". O número dele.
JG: sim filha dois, você tem que divórcio tudo isso por dois Clark!
CA: Mas por que ?
JG: porque sim ! Clark essa é a fórmula é. ..-meu telefone começou a tocar, vi o nome dela no visou mas quando - termine isso, eu volto já.
_ Ligação on
_ Oi, sou Kayla, eu ...
JG: o que tá fazendo com o celular da Larissa? - a interrompi
_ Eu trabalho no hospital Sunrise e a dona desse celular, ela deu entrada agora pouco, e bem esse é o único número que eu consegui ligar e ...
JG: o que aconteceu? - perguntei já pegando minha jaqueta.
_ parece que ela foi assaltada eu não sei direito... _ Ligação off
JG: Dinah ! Eu estou saindo! Mantenha tido trancado e cuide da sua irmã! Peça pizza se quiser! - gritei batendo a porta.
Corri pro carro acelerando o máximo possível.
Em que merda você se meteu agora garota?
Cheguei no hospital e estacionei o carro de qualquer jeito, corri pra dentro e assim que entrei vi Julia e Gustavo, ele estava inquieto e ela estava sentada de cabeça baixa.
JG: Onde ela está?
JO: numa maca fazendo cirurgia.
JG: como ela está?
JO: pelo que eu sei, nada bem - me sentei ao lado dela respirando fundo .
JG: o que aconteceu?
JO: elas estavam saindo da boate, dois caras aparecem e bateram nelas...
JO: Eles mataram a Raissa, e... e os médicos não sabem se a Larissa vai resistir. ( #imaginesdomylife#imagine )
THE DEPORTED CHAPTER DREAMING EIGHTEEN: DREAM ON: " DREAM ON DAVID... WHERE YOU WANNA GO IF AMERICA LET YOU BACK,HUH DAVID?" DP DEPORTED MOTHER FUCKER STANDING NEXT TO MY RIGHT ASKED ME WHILE WE AMERICA DREAMING..." SHIT!! IF AMERICA TAKES ME BACK IN FIVE MORE YEARS, I WANNA GO TO CALIFORNIA OR FLORIDA.. CAN NOT TO BACK TO NEW YORK ( 155 ST STREET UPTOWN MANHATTAN WASHINGTON HEIGHTS) BECAUSE THAT IS WHERE I WAS SMOKING CRACK AND FLIPPING DEM FAKE AMERICAN EXPRESS TRAVELERS CHECKS AND SHIT!!" LAST I SAID TO DP STRONG NIGGA TO MY RIGHT WHEN STILL DREAM ON ABOUT AMERICA WHILST LOOKING AT THE 52 STATES AND SAYING FUCK NEW YORK, DEFINITELY DON'T WANT TO GO BACK TO NEW YORK!!!!!! THE DEPORTED COMING OUT 2918
I laid in bed with y/n’s head on my chest, counting off all the times over the years that I’d thought of her and wished to see her again. She was giggling and blushing to hear how hung up I’d always been which made me tell her more and more, even the embarrassing times. “Caramel frappes from Starbucks. The first time we went to London together, I went to get everyone’s Starbucks orders and that’s what you got. And every time I’m in a Starbucks and I see that on the menu I smile a little.” I told her as she buried her face in my chest. “Nothing spells romance like over priced sugary coffee drinks.” Niall appeared in the doorway right on cue and I groaned. “Why didn’t you lock the door?” I grumbled as y/n smiled and sat up. “What do you want, Niall?” She asked as he leaned against the doorframe only in sweatpants. “Well, we’re all going our separate ways tomorrow and I don’t know how long it’ll be before I see either of you again, so I thought-“ He started to say but y/n was quick to cut him off. “Oh don’t be so melodramatic, you’ll see us plenty.” She waved off his concerns but he clearly wasn’t convinced. “No it’s okay, I get it. You’ve got lives and everything now which is great. Just thought maybe we should-“ This time I was the one to cut him off, sitting up and telling him, “Bro, you’re part of our lives whether you like it or not. You’re not getting out that easily.” I chuckled as Niall kind of blushed, obviously having needed the reassurance a little. He and I had remained close over the years but moving to LA really took a toll on our friendship and I could tell he was worried my being with y/n again would only exacerbate the issue. He honestly hadn’t done much since college, just some traveling and odd jobs. He hadn’t found the one thing that meant everything to him or even anything that meant a little. He was suck and even though I’d tried to help numerous times he just wasn’t there yet and I could tell by the way he shuffled his feet against my rug he was a little jealous that y/n and I both were not only in good places apart, but together as well.
An installation to Yoko Ono’s Exhibition Wish Tree Garden at #copenhagencontemporary is a place to share your dreams by writing your “wish tag” to be hung from indigenous trees that have been placed all around the world since 1996. This installment will run through December 2017 and when closed will be sent to Yoko Ono and eventually join all the others from around the world and gathered together in Ono’s Imagine Peace Tower on the island of Viðey in Kollafjörður Bay, Iceland: an art installation that consists of a tall column of light dedicated to Ono’s late husband, John Lennon. #wishtreegarden#makeawish#imagine#johnlennon#yokoono#art#iwishforequality#iwishforworldpeace#onelove
imagine: four years had passed and the twins were four and you and tom also now had a two year old daughter. “lucas! stop chasing your brother!” you shouted as the boys ran in front of you as you were trying to clean up. “i’m jj mum.” the boys stopped to laugh. tom was getting your daughter, liz ready. the doorbell rang and both of the boys ran to open it. “uncle sammy! uncle harry! uncle haz!” they shouted as the door opened. “hi boys. excuse the mess.” you sighed watching the twins jump on the three boys. tom walked down the stairs with liz in his arms. “hi mummy!” your daughter said happily and reached for you. “hey darling.” tom said as he handed the two year old girl to you. after everyone settled in, you all migrated out back. the twins were on the trampoline while harry and sam watched them. tom was with your daughter playing tea at her small table in her play house. haz and you sat in chairs on the deck. “you must be tired.” haz chuckled seeing you dozing off. “liz wouldn’t sleep last night.” you yawned. “well you have three kids, pretty standard.” haz laughed. “four.” you said to him smiling. “your pregnant?” he said softly. “don’t tell tom.” you smiled. haz went off to play with your daughter and tom came to you. “how’s my girl?” he smiled hugging you. “good. how was playing tea with liz?” you asked smiling. “of course. she’s my princess.” tom smiled. “hey, i’m going to get a beer, want some wine or something?” he asked you. “oh, i can’t drink.” you told him smiling. “what do you mean you can’t drink...” he said confused. “can’t hurt the baby.” you said to him. “wait seriously?!” he asked looking at you. you nodded smiling. he picked you up spinning you in a circle. “lucas! jj! liz! you guys are gonna have a baby brother or sister!” tom shouted to the kids. tom kissed you softly and smiled. “i love you.” you told him. “i love you more.” tom said smiling and putting a hand on your stomach gently.
Dalí & Schiaparelli è stata inaugurata mercoledì, 18 ottobre 2017 al Museo Dalí di San Pietroburgo, FL. In programma fino al prossimo 14 gennaio 2018, Dalí & Schiaparelli è la prima mostra dedicata al rapporto creativo e ai capolavori di Elsa #Schiaparelli e #SalvadorDalí .
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