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Marshal Wallace ♊️
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"Koi" Greyson ♐️
Marshal
I could of seriously hurt him the first day we met. I could of killed him.
"He called me stupid..." I say out loud to myself.
But I thought he thought I was smart... he said I was intelligent.
"Cap," I look up at the ceiling.
The site of his body flashes through my mind.
How could I forget he took down four people in minutes.
Im beefin wit a killer...
I'm a killer technically, but that's different. He's active... a lot of things make since now. I can remember his body like he's standing in front of me.
His skin isn't completely covered. Some peak through his ink and his deep raised lines.
I can almost see him breathing-
I breath in from the feeling I get. Not even a second later there's a knock. My eyes dart to my door.
"Yea," I life my chin.
Fuck... it's him. Why the did I answer? How the fuck do I know it's him?
I sit up straight as he opens and closes the door.
"Bro... no beef-"
I try to form words but they don't come out. He limps over to me and sits down in front of me. My body gets hot as fuck and my heart starts pumping blood fast as shit.
It's nervousness, fear, anxiety, and the fact that I don't like that I admire him so much anymore.
"I'm sorry I called you stupid..."
"I am, you just had to see for yourself," I put myself on the level I belong.
Clearly. I didn't connect the fucking dots fast enough and I'm struggling to get a grip.
