pov: Evil Spawn
I hope she understand what I feel for her, yeah I know you might thinking that Im a psychopath but, being honest, Im the most normal in this house.
So, I came out of my room and before go to the kitchen, I came in to Lexie's room to put the letter in her desk. I was leaving when I remember to put my name on it, so I took a pen and I wrote my name on it. Then I finally left.
I was walking down the stair when I heard Stan and Lexie laugh, I wonder about what they were talking.
-good morning Blythe- said Stan-
-mornig, hi killer queen
-think we all forgot it- told me Lexie, in fact... she "accidentaly" killed some people- I hate you evil spawn
-no, you know you love me- I told her taking a cup of coffee-
-I really hate you asshole- the I gave her a kiss in her cheeks and she just got shooked-
-told you killer queen, Im leaving
-where?- asked Stan-
-you'll see it later- I said and the I close the door-
I was wearing gray sweatpants, a black hoodie and the classic black vanz, obviusly I was wearing a mask. Every think that I said in the letter was real, i would kill someone for her.
Ok. Now I just have to wait for her answers, I dont know what I would do if she doesnt feel the same.POV. Lexie
-where do you think he's going?-asked me Stan-
- I dont care -I said, then I drink some coffee-
- wanna hang out?
- sure, Im going for my hoodie
Then I went to my room for my hoodie and my mask (wear a mask in sing of respect) but somethings diferent were in my bed. A letter
-to Lexie by Evil Spawn... ok -I opened the letter and started to read it
-dear Lexie... ok... God!... God!... What?!... oh no.
If Im not wrong... he is saying that he likes me and he would KILL SOMEONE FOR ME... oh man
-Stan! -I said running trough the stairs- Stan gues what... Blythe likes me and Im sure that he could kill someone for me
-I told you! He is fucking in love with you!
-really... thats what you worry about. You dont understand?! He could kill someone!
-and... come on Lexie is not a big deal
-not a big deal?! Are you on drugs? Are you fucking on drugs?!
-Lexie... -he put his hands on my shoulders- we all are killers, we alm have killed someone in a certain way
-you're rigth but, thats kinda scary
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greyhound
Fanfictionlive in Seattle, but not the nice part of it, Greyhound is not the perfect place to raise. Is always cloudy, that its not bad if you don't like the sun like me. Always is kinda wet.