Dream
"Who are you and what are you?" I whispered, trying to catch my breath.
The tall figure sat in front of me, cross legged on my bed, a small amount of blood on the collar of his white shirt. His hair was scraggly but looked soft to the touch. He bit the inside of his cheek and stood up quickly and licked his lips. He wasnt real. He cant be real.
"Some call me the demon". He hummed, walking all around my room
"some call me the angel" he smirked. He was abrasive and it was so frustrating. He knew this. He had to.
"And the sweet little angel couldn't keep her eyes off the devil". He smiled but that quickly disappeared as the blue in his eyes turned to a blood red.
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Monster ~a.b
RomanceAlana was quiet, considerate, smart and Faithful. Austin was full of secrets
