Freddy's Girl
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M through R › Nightmare on Elm Street
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
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Category:
M through R › Nightmare on Elm Street
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
11,201
Reviews:
16
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the Nightmare on Elm Street movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Freddy's Girl
Chapter One
Pools of crimson swam inside her head, she stirred in her sleep, her head jerking to the side. Her eyelashes twitched and fluttered. She looked like a dark angel lying there lost in the realm of dreams. Her long, thick tresses of raven hair fanned out around her, framing her fair skin and swan-like neck. Stray beams of sun falling across her,depicting the illusion of a halo of light around her. Her breathing sped and suddenly she woke, sitting up panting, her turquoise eyes squinted. She put up one hand to block the invading rays that shone in her face. She hated the sun, hated everything bright and shiny. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and slowly stood up, walking across her bedroom carpet to the bathroom, her black satin nightgown trailing out behind her like a shadow. She turned on the light and looked in the mirror and grimaced at the purpleish-blue mark that was slowly forming around her her eye, then her hand trailed down and touched her bottom lip. It was split and starting to swell. She licked her pouty lips and then ran her long fingers through her hair roughly. She had to take a shower. She wasn't worried about the black eye, her drunk mother would never notice. She slowly pulled her nightgown over her head, revealing nothing underneath but her burgeoning breasts, slender waist and round ass. She turned the faucet and stepped into the shower, the hot water soaking into her pores. She felt energized and rejuvenated, but still she dreaded going downstairs.
Pools of crimson swam inside her head, she stirred in her sleep, her head jerking to the side. Her eyelashes twitched and fluttered. She looked like a dark angel lying there lost in the realm of dreams. Her long, thick tresses of raven hair fanned out around her, framing her fair skin and swan-like neck. Stray beams of sun falling across her,depicting the illusion of a halo of light around her. Her breathing sped and suddenly she woke, sitting up panting, her turquoise eyes squinted. She put up one hand to block the invading rays that shone in her face. She hated the sun, hated everything bright and shiny. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and slowly stood up, walking across her bedroom carpet to the bathroom, her black satin nightgown trailing out behind her like a shadow. She turned on the light and looked in the mirror and grimaced at the purpleish-blue mark that was slowly forming around her her eye, then her hand trailed down and touched her bottom lip. It was split and starting to swell. She licked her pouty lips and then ran her long fingers through her hair roughly. She had to take a shower. She wasn't worried about the black eye, her drunk mother would never notice. She slowly pulled her nightgown over her head, revealing nothing underneath but her burgeoning breasts, slender waist and round ass. She turned the faucet and stepped into the shower, the hot water soaking into her pores. She felt energized and rejuvenated, but still she dreaded going downstairs.