Babydoll

"Life's a bit.." I trailed off as my hands fumbling awkwardly with the bottle. I wasn't focused. I was watching her. She twirled a finger around one of her think sandy dreadlocks aimlessly. Her glassy orbs wavered and studied the ceiling, like ocean worn pebbles.

"It's like living in a cold sweat" she mused, still looking up at the patchy ceiling. My chest jolted harshly. I was engulfed in a wave of shear confusion. I clutched my beer and stared at her dumbly, my eyes scanning the pensive face before me.

"How do you know? How do you know it feels like that?"

This is the story of Jake and his guardian angel, the spirit nothing could kill, Babydoll and their fight to live.

The first original on-going fic I've posted on mibba, so I'd love some feedback. I guess it's a bit of a song fic since the idea was inspired by the song "Babydoll' by D.

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