Ella Perry

[Bio under construction] [21+|OC|RP|MC] #Dame #TeenWolf #Damehard

[Ella Perry @BlitheArtistry]

» Flipped
» Another face of #Dame
» Teen Wolf OC
» Scouting people to talk to, plot with
» Ships with chem
» Crossover friendly.

[Ella Perry @BlitheArtistry]

(@DireDerekH) — crazy. Hell, she thought she was crazy, why wouldn't he?]

[Ella Perry @BlitheArtistry]

(@DireDerekH) — that Derek Hale held all the answers to her questions. He was her one, her only lead.]

[Ella Perry @BlitheArtistry]

(@DireDerekH) — stumbling in the process.]

I – I was told to come here, to find you. I was told you'd help me.

[The words fell out, and her fear was now very, very obvious to even her. She didn't know how to explain her situation to him without sounding —

[Ella Perry @BlitheArtistry]

(@DireDerekH) — somehow she stood her ground. A part of her wanted to dart off yet, a much bigger part of her wanted nothing more than to figure out why what happened to her really happened to her. She needed to know why she was picked out specifically, and she truly believed —

[Ella Perry @BlitheArtistry]

(@DireDerekH) — the sun hit her eyes.]

I need to, I have to find him.

[By this point, it was as if she was just muttering to herself, something she'd been doing a lot since the attack. Her gaze dashed around the male before finding him once more. She was visibly shaking, yet —

[Ella Perry @BlitheArtistry]

(@DireDerekH) — spitting out just the one name. Derek Hale.]

I.. I'm looking for someone.

[The words were shaky, as if she were trying really hard to form a sentence, as if she'd only just learnt how to speak. Her hands slid into her pockets as she looked at him, squinting as —

[Ella Perry @BlitheArtistry]

(@DireDerekH) [The confusion on her face was evident enough to everyone around her. Yet, no one stopped to ask if she needed help. That was, until a man got out of his car and practically walked into her. Her eyes widened as she took a cautious step back, her mind still —

[Ella Perry @BlitheArtistry]

(@DireDerekH) — anyone, she'd set out to find what she'd been looking for. And now, here she stood, more than ready to look for answers.]

[Ella Perry @BlitheArtistry]

(@DireDerekH) — she thought about, all she knew anymore.

She'd quit her job the week after the attack and, without saying a word to —

[Ella Perry @BlitheArtistry]

(@DireDerekH) — since the night that she'd been attacked, it was the only thing she could think of. Derek Hale, Beacon Hills. That was all —

[Ella Perry @BlitheArtistry]

(@DireDerekH) — then that was what she would do.

She didn't really have a plan, as such. All she knew was that she needed to know. Ever —

[Ella Perry @BlitheArtistry]

(@DireDerekH) — her, though, wasn't ready to give in. If moving to a town that everyone was fleeing from was what would give her answers, —

[Ella Perry @BlitheArtistry]

(@DireDerekH) — out of there and a part of her, a rather big part, wondered if she was making the right move. The more curious part of —

[Ella Perry @BlitheArtistry]

(@DireDerekH) — her.

Finding an apartment in Beacon Hills was surprisingly easy. It seemed as though everyone in town was eager to get —

[Ella Perry @BlitheArtistry]

(@DireDerekH) — Beacon Hills and find a certain Derek Hale. She needed answers and, apparently, he was the one who'd give them to —

[Ella Perry @BlitheArtistry]

(@DireDerekH) [Beacon Hills. Why she had ended up there, she didn't know. All she did know, or remember, was that she needed to go to —

[Ella Perry @BlitheArtistry]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, @RantyFanGirl. I FUCKING LOVE YOU OKAY? OKAY.