riley . d4 . cb2 . fin

R I L E Y  ⚕  R A N D E L

The bruises that flowered her cheek was fresh, purples and blues and red interlaces with each other, painting the left side of her face. Lips peeling back into a grin she winces slightly at the pain the movement cause, "it's a real shiner!"

Aella rolls her eyes before turning to move into the kitchen shuffling around before returning with a packet of frozen peas. "Its too late for this to stop some of the bruising, but will help with the pain." She tosses it a Ridley shaking her head in amusement. "Mum thinks I push it too far, if you were her daughter I am pretty sure she would have had a heart attack by now."

A bark of laughter escapes Rileys lips as she presses the frozen vegetables to her face. Her mum, Harper the leader of the Viper's, would probably scold her, demanding she gives all the details before nit picking everything that she had done incorrectly. Harper had trained her relentlessly, reminding her that the daughter of the Gang leader must show no weakness. Must be strong and ruthless and unbreakable.

She would be less than impressed to see that Riley had let someone slip past her guard.

"Yeah, Harper will probs be a real bitch about it. "Why didn't you keep your hands up Riley? You know that the number one rule is always to protect your face. Move faster! If you let some fuckwit hit you, at least make it look impressive!"" she mocks, rolling her eyes as she tosses the bag of peas to the side. "One day she will remove that stick from up her ass-"

"Riley!" Aella scolds, grinning as she shakes her head. "Thats our leader, your gonna get me into so much trouble one day."