"Ross"
He told her his real name
He hasn't heard his name
For
Years
Fucking
Years
"Ross"
She tested his name
The instinct made him jolt
"Are you going to kill me Ross"
He shook his head
"Then what are you going to do to me"
His mind whirred
Possibilities
Fucking
Possibilities
He mind had never done this before
Shown him images
Goddamn
Beautiful images
Of her
And him
"Wait"
He rocked on the balls of his bare feet
He was standing on glass
Broken glass
But he did not wince
"What do you mean Ross"
He let his eyes wonder
To her body
Her young
Untouched
Pure
Fucking
Body
Thigh length socks
And a baggy hoodie
Obscuring her curves from him
But they were there
"Your too young"
He nods his head as if telling himself
"To die"
He shakes his head
"To do...
Other...
Things..."
She shrugs
He nods
He's going to take her with him
She could handle blood
She didn't scream
And she was pure
And those small
Dainty
Sweet
Hands
Would look great
Wrapped around a gun
Or a knife
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Ross and His Lottie
Truyện NgắnA violent man and a troubled girl A man stood in front of her His eyes held hers He did not trust himself to look at the rest of her Because if her face was this This Fucking Gorgeous Than how would he be able to contain himself At the rest of her B...
