Jj sat in her cell with a thread bare blanket that did nothing to keep out the cold. She wasnt sure how long she had been at the mrd but it was long enough for things to get cold and for her to loose help that she would ever get out. She wished now she hadnt left the future. She only came back to make the lives of her friends better. It only seemed to make things worse.
She stared at the bowl of food on the floor next to her. It looked like really old cream of wheat. She wasnt hungry though. She felt an empty to the core but she couldnt bring herself to take a bite. Why? Momma was dead.
She didnt know why she didnt disappear from exsistence. Maybe it was because she was out of her own timeline. Either way it didnt matter. Momma was gone. Stryker had tortured her to death because JJ and the wolf girl refused to talk. That bastard knew she wasnt strong. Her blood was on his hands.
She stared at the bowl of food on the floor next to her. It looked like really old cream of wheat. She wasnt hungry though. She felt an empty to the core but she couldnt bring herself to take a bite. Why? Momma was dead.
She didnt know why she didnt disappear from exsistence. Maybe it was because she was out of her own timeline. Either way it didnt matter. Momma was gone. Stryker had tortured her to death because JJ and the wolf girl refused to talk. That bastard knew she wasnt strong. Her blood was on his hands.