TMZ EXCLUSIVE ARTICLE!!! Does Alby have a choking kink?!?!

"And then the brave girl slayed the dragon, rescuing the Prince and villagers." I felt so warm. Sunshine kissed my skin as I stretched out on a person's lap. I was small again, how strange. The person stroked my hair. "The whole town threw her a grand parade. The voice trailed off keeping me safe. "And she lived happily ever after." The buttercup sun faded into harsh bright light.


(21 days till the next Greenie)


"Nooo." I groaned, begging my shut eyes to take me back to sleep. My entire body had sprawled itself in an unnatural position during the night, the sheets tousled around. Wrapping them back around myself I sank into my pillow, curling up into a ball. I faced towards the window.


It was slate gray, drops panged against the glass. I looked out, hoping time could stop forever. Burrowed head in pillow, I snapped my eyes shut. I don't know how long it had been but someone was shaking me awake.


"It's time to wake up." Newt said jostling me around.


"No. I feel sick." I murmured.


"You can't stay in bed all day."


"Uh I think I can." I clutched onto my pillow.


"Fine. Since you really don't feel good, we'll send you up some lunch alright." Even though I couldn't see him I could hear that I had won just from his voice.


"Fine by me." He closed the door, letting me know he had gone. The sound of rain pitter pattered on the Homesteads tin roof. I turned to the left, about to reach for my glass of water. That's when I saw a marigold laying on the bedside table.


It was beautiful with it's flushed out colors, bright orange, red, and gold. Almost like a sunburst. It was tied with twine and accompanied by a note. Scrawled across a ripped off piece of paper it read. "I hope you feel better soon, thought you might like this. From a person."


The letter was signed off with a smiley face. I thumbed over the writing, rereading the message over and over again. The flower still had a bit of fresh dirt on it. I held it close to my heart, brushing the petals around with my fingertips. When I heard foot steps I stuck the blossom under the covers. Gally stepped into the dark room, he held a metal tray.


"Newt told me to bring you some food." He said as he set it down on the nightstand. I wasn't very hungry.


"Thanks." I mumbled. He leaned against the medjack table across the room, still looking at me.


"So are you really sick?" Gally asked crossing his arms. "Cuz I don't believe it." I tried my best to look wraith-like.


"Oh yeah, I'm sick." I coughed dramatically. "Don't you know I'm dying?" He gave me a you're-full-of-shit look.


"You're not dying." Scoffed Gally. I sat up in the bed fully, leaning my back against the headboard.


"Uh yeah I am." It was too fun to play with him, I added a fake shiver. "You wanna know what they diagnosed me with?" His confidence wavered and I could tell from his eyes that he was flipping through the idea of me potentially being sick.


"What?" I motioned for him to come to the bed.


"Come closer." Gally slowly moved over to my bedside, his curiosity showing. He sat in the wooden chair next to me.


"It's Hopon." My voice gravelly from my pretend game. Gally leaned in showing a little worry.


"Hop on? What's Hopon?" I grabbed onto his arm to support myself as I slanted towards him. In a weak voice I coughed.


"Hopondeeznutz." I cackled and rolled my head around the headboard.


"Nice, that's real nice." Gally muttered as he went to leave. I grabbed onto his wrist.


"No! Please stay!" I pleaded. He looked unsure. "Just for a little while?" Gally relented and settled back down.


"Just for a little while."


"Deal." I propped myself up on my elbows.


"What's that?" His eyes flitting over to the blankets. Peaking out was the bright marigold and card. I lifted the flower into his view.


"I dunno." I fiddled with it, twisting it through my fingers. "I think it's a bicycle." I met his face with a grin, he did not match it. "I found it along with a note from a mystery anonymous person."


"Can I see it." His eyebrows were all furrowed. I tossed the paper over to him.


"Knock yourself out Columbo." Catching it with ease, he flipped it over reading it.


"Looks like you've got yourself a secret admirer. Maybe it's Victor." I dropped the flower recoiling from it.


"Ew, gross! Don't put that in my head!" Glaring at the flower I said. "If it is, I'll pour gasoline on it and kill it." Gally smiled. HOLY SHIT. GALLY SMILED!? It was the best smile I'd ever seen in my entire life. Everyone else would laugh at my jokes except Gally. That's why it was so sweet. A fleeting moment, it was over as soon as it started.


"You just smiled." I beamed.


"Yeah so?"


"You neeever smile."


"I only smile when I hear something funny." Gally said bluntly


"Ouch!" I huffed. "I for one think I'm a comedic genius." I got him to smile again. This one was as thrilling as the last. It was tight lipped but no one could deny that Gally had in fact smiled. "I can make Gally smile." I put my hands towards my chest all prima-donna like. "Oooooh."


"Whatever." He said, rolling his eyes.


"I don't wanna sound like one of those douchey guys but a smile suits you."


"Thanks."


"Sooo." I drew my knees to my chest and flumped my head on my knees. "How is it that the treehouse doesn't look like you guys missed a whole day of work?"


"Fast workers I guess." He shrugged. I squinted my eyes at him, knowing he was fully lying.


"I call you bluff. I think that's where you were the other day." I accused, pointing at his thumb. "I think that you were working even with your injured hand. Which you aren't supposed to do by the way."


"Since when are you sheriff Miss Pearl Necklace." He sneered. "Last time I checked, your not to much of a rule follower yourself."


"Ugh fine, I won't rat you out if you don't snitch." I had been defeated.


"Deal." He looked pleased with himself. We were interrupted by a screech from outside. Gally rose from his chair, I followed in suit. We went out into the hallway and were going to go downstairs when we heard footsteps pounding up it. Alby popped out from the stairway, his teeth bared.


"You!" He barked waving a finger in my face.


"Me?!" I yelped. I don't think I'd won any sort of contest. Alby grabbed for my throat and slammed me against the hallway. "Oh shit!"


"You little twerp! You vandalized the homestead!" His hands were wrapped around my neck.


"I did not!" I argued. "Okay wait maybe I did." Gally tried to pull Alby off of me to no avail.


"Come on Alby! She's not worth it!" I don't think he meant it but his fingers were starting to squeeze around my windpipe. An idea popped into my head.


"Is it bad that this is kind of turning me on?" I choked. Alby's grasp loosened in surprise.


"What?!" While he was distracted I kicked him in the groin, he stumbled back and on to the floor. Alby lay in fetal position groaning.


"First of all, self defense Motherfucker!" I rasped, rubbing my throat. "Second of all, what the fuck?!" Newt had come hobbling up the stairs, looking like he was running out of air. He looked at Alby then back at me and then back to Alby.


"Klunk." Newt smacked his head in his hands.

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