Gail's POV.
I've been watching him my entire life.
I hate the air this shell of a man breathes, his foolish philosophy, his words so untruthful which I cannot bare. Little does he know about the surpise I have for him.
I let out a low groan, my stomps dripping in dread. There has always been something going on between us, we've been connected ever since we were simply a ball of cells in the womb. My head simply cannot wrap around what this may be, but I know it's there. My soul aches to tear his apart and then rise him up again.
The tension in the air was undeniably heavy. Even just attemptimg to walk up to him filled me with this unexplainable feeling of rage, yet extreme togetherness. As I appear behind him, I clear my throat, yet no words dare to come out. It felt as if I were staggering on broken glass. This was a living hell. Our living hell.
Tommy's POV.
My teeth grit simply at the sound of those god forbidden footsteps. I immidietaly turn around to face her, eyeing that messy apperance of hers. A scowl forms onto my face as I observe her.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I grunt, my voice low and cold. She then lets out a long, desperate sigh, barely even managing to get any words out.
"Y-You...You know what this is about." She mumbles, her breath shaking. Her tone was irritated, but her voice as quiet as a mouse. I couldn't help but chuckle at her breathless response. I smirk at her, taking a moment to study her once more. This woman was an anomaly, an interesting puzzle—the exhausted yet viligant gaze of hers, such a memorable feature. I wanted to wipe that stare right off her disgusting face.
"Still offended, huh?" I tease, tilting my head slightly at her. "Now, listen to each and every word that comes out my mouth. The past is the past, we have moved on. Don't you fucking DARE mention that around anyone."
She shivered at my words, a look of terror on her face. That was before I did something no other man could.
I fucking clocked that bitch.
I tackled her to the ground, straddling her as I began to send direct punches to her throat and face. Rage took me over. Heh, I saw ℜ𝔈𝔇.
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𝔎𝔫𝔬𝔠𝔨 𝔢𝔪 𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔡, 𝔎𝔦𝔡! ; gail x tommy lee. ᥫ᭡
Non-Fictionᥫ᭡ - Geographic Gail and terrific Tommy Lee don't exactly have the best history... But one night, all that changes once Gail gets a tiny too freaky in his presence. This trigger something deep within the duo! They both don't know what it is, but yo...
