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♪•Sᴏᴀᴘ&Sᴋɪɴ - (ᴍᴇᴀɴᴅᴛʜᴇᴅᴇᴠɪʟ)
My eyes burn, i slightly clench through my teeths grinding them together as i enter the club once they open the doors for me, my eyes darkens, the rage and urge filled them the moment I saw good amount of woman right on the floor, dancing right infront of us, and my mouth parted to breath out, when they just reminded me of that one little soul who gets to leave west wing alive
If I tell this to anybody at what I did, they'd never believe it, they would always think I'm joking or now I've lost my mind too, because that is something that I've never done and yet here I am, one single look and that pretty face has been now haunting me for three days straight, not fucking good for that litlle soul of hers, breathing inside that goddamn body cuz
She has made me enough pissed of how she's not leaving my head, i would rip through her heart if I saw her even once
The murder rage, flicker my dark brown dead eyes, they slowly turning into black pitch, with the tattoo on my chest completely in view, my body leaning back against the chair with my legs spread and my skin heats Bruning in eagerness to see those precious eyes and making me angry on myself why couldn't i stop making my whole self burn as i open my shirt to not get drentch in sweat
My face tight and my jaw clenching as I sit there with the viens poping out all over the muscular skin of my neck and they slowly move while i try to shrug them because can't let anybody in here see it, i slightly breath out gritting my teeths making the bone of my jaw move, my lips parted as i breath out a burning heavy breath once i took the cigarette out of my mouth and smog escapes my lips
My both hands slowly fisting as I sit there and watch the dancers on the floor not helping me in any ways, and i thought how, the reason why I came here i thought I might be distracted, but all I seem to get distracted is by only the thoughts of that pretty face distracting me from everything happening around me, kinda fucking opposite to what the fuck i want but she seem to care less
And at some point it fascinated me, nothing like this had happened before and a smirk appears on the corner of my lips as I hung my head low for a moment, i can here them all taking to each other but yet I am hear suffering from the most different kind of problem that is there because of a little girl I just leave alive
I should've ended it right there but who the fuck knows she would end up haunting my thoughts so fucking good
And i breath out, but then something i sense, just sitting there my movements stop, the blood running in my body and the shadow the darkness fills my eyes, completely covering them, and i stop everything, focusing on what I'm sensing the same aura the same escenes the same one that's been haunting me, and i feel like something hard fucking hits me, once i breath out with my parted mouth and my jaw stiffs harder
