Lady_Jade666
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Chole Reed
Age: 21
Chole was the kind of girl who followed her heart and her instincts, which was why she was not in that car that night when her parents died. She tried to stop them but they said she was "Over Reacting!" but she wasn't and she knew it as well. She watched them drive off and she had collapsed onto her knees as she screamed out so loudly, it would be a scream that "He" could hear. She heard the crash and everyone came out, tears falling down her face as she knew this would happen. She hated this ability she had she never understood it but she always followed it, so she decided to start over if that was even possible, with everything going on, she was so afraid of what would happen, or whom she would meet. From that moment on she felt nothing her heart was stone and she got through school best she could, she went from having the highest GPA from not giving a shit. She managed to graduate but that was about it. When she graduated she did the best she could. Her heart told her this wasn't her home anymore, so she decided to do only one thing.
Run!
Chole had tried to run from her past and it was something that was far from easy, she left America once her family died in that accident. She didn't understand why she was still alive, and yet in a different country she felt even more empty. She made a life for herself or tried to anyway. She was a singer at a small tavern but ever since she started to sing there she noticed a man. He looked to be in his thirties maybe even younger, but something about him made her heart beat fast and her blood boil. But every time she tried to talk to him after her music he had taken off, until finally one night that was going to change. She was in a black dress that the top part was made from leather and the skirt part of her dress looked to be black feathers. She had black streaks in her hair, and her nails were painted black and her lipstick and eye shadow was black as well. This was the one time to talk to him in a way but as the bouncer opened up the door people stopped talking and as she walked forward everyone moved out of her way, and then she saw him up close and personal but as she brushed him something happened and she felt something.
Something was wrong with Chole that much was seen on her face as she stumbled on stage, panting softly. He didn't do anything she was the one that brushed past him and nothing happened. But these feelings of….love? She noticed people heading toward her but she put her hand out in a stop gesture shaking her head. She slowly got back up on her feet and stood before them. Her brown eyes locking onto the strangers and didn't know why, her hand was over her heart as something within her was shaken. She adjusted the mic and cleared her throat for the first time she was going to speak as she sat on the stool. "I will be singing a different song, this song I have been working on since I started to work here" Her American accent giving away she was a New Yorker. No one ever heard her talk before accept maybe the owner of the place she worked. She was a beautiful woman who was kind to everyone, and when she sang she took those who listened to her music on a trip. As she closed her eyes and relaxed her heart beat, she heard her music start to play and she actually smiled.
The music came out as something from a child's song perhaps, but when it got louder her eyes locked onto the man who had been there every night and she felt compelled to try to get his attention. Within this song she was baring his soul to him. And when she sang the Latin she put on the accent like she had spoken it, funny thing was she didn't even know she knew it. She wanted his attention and would she get it?
Her Song - City Of The Dead
Age: 21
Chole was the kind of girl who followed her heart and her instincts, which was why she was not in that car that night when her parents died. She tried to stop them but they said she was "Over Reacting!" but she wasn't and she knew it as well. She watched them drive off and she had collapsed onto her knees as she screamed out so loudly, it would be a scream that "He" could hear. She heard the crash and everyone came out, tears falling down her face as she knew this would happen. She hated this ability she had she never understood it but she always followed it, so she decided to start over if that was even possible, with everything going on, she was so afraid of what would happen, or whom she would meet. From that moment on she felt nothing her heart was stone and she got through school best she could, she went from having the highest GPA from not giving a shit. She managed to graduate but that was about it. When she graduated she did the best she could. Her heart told her this wasn't her home anymore, so she decided to do only one thing.
Run!
Chole had tried to run from her past and it was something that was far from easy, she left America once her family died in that accident. She didn't understand why she was still alive, and yet in a different country she felt even more empty. She made a life for herself or tried to anyway. She was a singer at a small tavern but ever since she started to sing there she noticed a man. He looked to be in his thirties maybe even younger, but something about him made her heart beat fast and her blood boil. But every time she tried to talk to him after her music he had taken off, until finally one night that was going to change. She was in a black dress that the top part was made from leather and the skirt part of her dress looked to be black feathers. She had black streaks in her hair, and her nails were painted black and her lipstick and eye shadow was black as well. This was the one time to talk to him in a way but as the bouncer opened up the door people stopped talking and as she walked forward everyone moved out of her way, and then she saw him up close and personal but as she brushed him something happened and she felt something.
Something was wrong with Chole that much was seen on her face as she stumbled on stage, panting softly. He didn't do anything she was the one that brushed past him and nothing happened. But these feelings of….love? She noticed people heading toward her but she put her hand out in a stop gesture shaking her head. She slowly got back up on her feet and stood before them. Her brown eyes locking onto the strangers and didn't know why, her hand was over her heart as something within her was shaken. She adjusted the mic and cleared her throat for the first time she was going to speak as she sat on the stool. "I will be singing a different song, this song I have been working on since I started to work here" Her American accent giving away she was a New Yorker. No one ever heard her talk before accept maybe the owner of the place she worked. She was a beautiful woman who was kind to everyone, and when she sang she took those who listened to her music on a trip. As she closed her eyes and relaxed her heart beat, she heard her music start to play and she actually smiled.
The music came out as something from a child's song perhaps, but when it got louder her eyes locked onto the man who had been there every night and she felt compelled to try to get his attention. Within this song she was baring his soul to him. And when she sang the Latin she put on the accent like she had spoken it, funny thing was she didn't even know she knew it. She wanted his attention and would she get it?
Her Song - City Of The Dead