♪♪ Demons
•Imagine Dragons (slow+reverb)
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LILAH
THESE NIGHTMARES would never stop chasing after me. They're too vicious and glutinous to leave me alone. Every night whenever I fix my eyes close, I see demons chasing after me. They'd laugh at me because I'm so pathetic and unwieldy. I scream at them again and again that I'm not but they'd keep making fun of me.
Sometimes I question myself, what I did to deserve this abhorrent life. I could've lived like other kids out there. I could've gotten very loving and careful parents who would nourish and protect us. But we got monsters.
Who'd beat me and my brother to death instead of protecting us. They almost killed me for money but Robbie sacrificed himself and now they're liable for his evanescence.
That night when Robbie left, I thought he'd come back. But the next morning, I came face-to-face with an angry dad who beat the shit out of me with his belt because Robbie was gone and they won't get the money anymore for the opium and cocaine supply.
But I waited and waited for years, devouring and digesting the pain in my flesh and blood until my evil parents sold me in a brothel on my eighteenth birthday instead of wishing me a happy birthday and buying me a gift. I had no choice but to escape and to ask Joshua for help to get out of hell. And it was a great opportunity for him to take revenge on the Russians plus the sake of my brother and their friendship.
The people around me used to say I was weak, pathetic and so friable. I used to believe them until I discovered the hidden power and determination inside me.
I joined the karate and boxing after I moved NY two years ago. I've proven I can be strong and I can destroy my enemies and manipulate them as I wish.
The only thing I know is I have to reach my destination at any cost.
And I'm finally there, in the 'Dark
Knight ', sitting with my ignorant and roughish best friend Lucy Maxwell who's gulping the tequila shots like it's water and she's been thirsty for a week.
"Stop this. I don't want a drunken pig in my mission." I narrow my eyes at her who scowls back at me.
"Fuck you and your dirty little mission." She snorts before rolling her eyes.
"My mission is indisputably and audibly not dirty and little. It's a big one and you know that." I glare at her which she ignores.
"Look at that boy and the fucking diamond chain on his neck! My god, I bet it costs half a million." Her eyes glimmer in excitement and she whispers before pointing toward a rich kid who's rubbing his lower region between a blond's barely covered butt cheeks. I can't help but snarl.
Of course, her eyes fall on the expensive jewelry, money and rich people over everything as being sealed and marked as one of the most-wanted thieves in the city.
I roll my eyes for the hundredth time today as I feel my eyes ache.
"What if it's fake?" I discord.
"Oh it's not. I know better than you."
"You're an updated version of a witch. You even stole my purse though I caught you red-handed." I sigh.
"Come on! That was years ago when we were completely strangers and there was only five fucking dollars in your purse. About those men, they're no saint. All of the men in this room are showcasing themselves with their black money." She scoffs and rolls her eyes.
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Felon |18+|
Romance"Devils don't love, baby. They ruin." He rasps beside my ear, trailing his long fingers between my bare cleavage. Something like fire flickered in his emerald green eyes but it disappeared as it came. "Luckily, we're on the same page, Volkov. I'll...
