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3-28-21
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After school
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The twins and I walked outside in front of the building, where everyone was waiting to get picked up or already walking out the Campus. When dad finally arrived i said my goodbyes once I got in the car

" hey sweetie how was school" he faced me as I got into the car and smiled warmly

"It was good I've made friends "

" you don't sound too excited?" He said driving back home.

Honestly I feel like I'm in kindergarten again where you make friends that you'll see everyday instead of ' making friends at a park ' just to never see them again. What concerns me is that they will randomly disappear like the other one's I'd call friends. This change of routine with talking to more people at school isn't that bad. But why did I have to meet them at such a horrible time.

" no I am I'm just really tired" I putting my hands in my hoodie pocket " its tiring when people faking that they were worried about me "

"Maybe some actually was y/n?" he continued driving

Scylla p.o.v

Tim laid on top of me just how ben was but Tim's face was smothered by my tits. He slept quietly as I gently ran my fingers through his hair. How I'd wish we had a normal life together we'd be even more happy but fate lead us to meet this way

This way...

I'm scared to think our love isn't real, we are just tricking our minds to believe we're still humans somehow. Holding onto hope that we can live normal lives and to forget our job's. The jobs we'd go crazy for when we haven't done enough. How do I go along with that? How do I choose? Do I stay in this world where I'm serial Killer that's hasn't been found in years
Or the world where I live a happy life with my partner, have kids and watch them grow up.

Wait ew kids-

" babe" his sexy sleeping voices filled my ears I smiled brightly as I felt butterflies in my stomach

Ugh I love this bitch

"Yes baby?" I gave him a weird look as he groaned and had his grip tightened against my waist

"Stop moving.." he mumbled, going back to sleep I hummed in response. He's been sleeping for 3 hours now so I'll fuck with him a little. I moved my hips slightly then I tried to pull myself up. he opened his mouth slightly to bite my tit

"Ow- the fuck" I couldn't help but chuckle

" stop moving then " he pulled me back down then made himself comfortable again.

" well your mummy of a girlfriend needs to put my treatment on "

"Fine damn...." He got off the bed and rubbed his eyes. It's funny how grumpy he is once he wakes up. Getting off the bed as well I pecked his check then walking out of his room and into mines (A/N; I feel so damn dumb I be putting ' wrapping the bandage around my face' because I didn't know what the fuck the name was called and I want to the store today to see its fuckn called gauze rolls ) walking into my bathroom I continued what I normally had to do.