𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐔𝐒 | 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎

𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈

ʚ𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕ɞ

Why did she even care?

Worried about me and my life as if I was of any significance to her. As I stood there, her eyes interlocked with mine, I was entranced, completely and utterly lost in the forest within them. How was I supposed to focus on
anything but them? Those eyes, those eyes are fucking dangerous, more so than any nicotine fulled substance I could ever consume. And she had the audacity to stand there and scorn me over my choice to smoke just for me to catch her in the act of trying to obtain a pack of her own.

Fucking hypocrite.

I wanted to laugh in her face and tell her to fuck off and do what she wants, but I didn't. I don't know why I stopped her. I don't know why I cared. Actually, scratch that I didn't care, I just didn't want someone else falling victim to the power of addiction. Especially her

She seemed innocent.

Untouched by the torments hiding within the world that await their moment to prey on her and taint her purity with the knowledge of evil. Experience has shown me that unearthing the secrets of the universe, and how cruel it can be, how merciless and unforgiving it truly is, will only lead you to become consumed by the feeling of darkness, to fall further down the rabbit hole to hell.

I sacrificed my body to death the first time I lit a cigarette. No longer was my body righteous, no longer was my body my own.

All thats left is a pair of fucked up lungs and a heartbeat.

"Gojo where's the wrench?"

"Heads up!"

What?

Before I can even fathom what he means I'm almost knocked out by the wrench smacking straight into the side of my face.

"Fucking hell!" My hand flies up to clutch my cheek, only to feel an open gash. I really don't need this right now.

"Shittt my bad," he chuckles as he's talking, completely revoking any sincerity from his apology. He probably did it on purpose knowing him.

I've worked at the car garage since I was 17 and over the course of those 2 years I've only had 2 injuries. Number 1. Gojo 'forgetting' to put the handbrake on the car just as I happened to start working on it. So of course it starts rolling and crushes my foot beneath it. Number 2. Gojo leaving a massive oil spill on the ground and not bothering to let me know, so I slipped and almost cracked my fucking skull open. But now there's three and Gojo behind it again, of fucking course

"Gojo I swear to god stop pulling this fucking shit."

"Hey what did I do, not my fault you can't catch am i right?" He snorts, fucking snorts.

"Look at my face you asshole, it's bleeding."

"Stop bitchinnn, just go home to mommy and she'll fix ya right up." I don't even think before hitting him square in the face and grabbing the front of his shirt, throwing him up against the wall, making dam sure it hurts.