Love is dangerous, there's no guarantee that it'll be as pure as fairytales, or as corrupted as a villains heart.
(Look, it needs some serious editing but I really don't feel like it. )
I wrote this abt 3 years ago and I don't like nor necessarily...
As I laid down on the edge of my bed, arm over my eyes, I couldn't help but begin to contemplate my thoughts and past actions as the words of the last girl I killed replayed in my head over and over again.
"What's the point of killing for someone when they don't even know you're doing it? How is that love?"
I hated the fact that in a sense, she was right. That very fact annoyed me beyond imagination.
'How could one useless human know something so personal? She's just a meaning less whore. Not that it matters anymore since she's dead but....'
All of a sudden I felt a sharp pain in my chest, my heart was burning and my head felt foggy. I slowly lifted myself so that I was now sitting, I took a deep breathe.
CoUGh *blEgh*
I reached my hand up to my mouth to feel a thick liquid dripping from my mouth,'it's warm?' when I brought my hand back down to my line of view I realized why my chest hurt so much."Blood...."
I was confused on why I suddenly started coughing up blood but I just shook it off as a cold or from stress. I grabbed a handkerchief off my nightstand to wipe the blood from my face, then laying on my back once again, I stayed there just staring at the ceiling for about 5 minutes.
*Vitzzz Vitzzzz*
My phone began to ring. I placed my arms at my sides attempting to prop myself back up, but to my demises my hand slipped of the side of the bed causing me to tumble onto the ground.
Ekk!
I let out a squeal as I got scared by my phone buzzing after just barely catching myself so that I prevent another Injury.
I slowly crawled over to my phone, grabbing it off my nightstand then laying on my back sinking into the fuzzy rug.
Amane:
'Hey, are you busy?'
'No, what's up?' 'I thought you were out of town for the week?'
'Yeah till Sunday, but I was wondering if we can talk then?' 'I mean if you're not busy.'
'Not at all! '
'Okay great! I'll see you Sunday!'
It didn't Dawn on me until he hung up, but he never gave me a time or place. 'None the less, I can't wait to see Amane-senpai!' I flung myself back up onto my feet, and walked over to my closet.
I decided on a short black flowery dress and short black boots with a 1 1/2inch heel.
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