The Sinner's Little Kitten

41 | the little princess

ruya [ru-yaa] - Arabic [noun]
~ vision, sight, dream

Song:
Die for Me - Chase Atlantic

Ooh, oh, yeah
Ooh, oh, yeah, yeah
Ooh, oh, yeah
Yeah
Yeah

Hit the gas at 96 in gasoline (Gasoline)
Throw it back in private, never learn to scream, no
Love the passion, fire, higher self-esteem, yeah
So I leaned it, she said, "Fuck me 'til I scream", whoa

She at the top of her game
Couldn't give a flyin' fuck if I'm famous (Famous)
Nothing was ever the same
Chasin' rotation, no Drake in our playlist (Playlist)
Feelin' for money and fame
She tryna be, she tryna retain us
She want the status to change
But out of respect, I'm keepin' her nameless

Mm, baby, can you slide for me? Yeah
You know how I love it when you ride on me
Oh, Lord, I'm in the water, take a dive on me, oh
Put it on your tongue and take it a fly in me, ha
Pull up, baby, I need you to slide on me, yeah
Jump inside the Jeep and take a drive on me
Good God, she's on the floor, I let her rise on me, oh
Once I get inside, you wanna die on me, yeah

Come on over, baby, won't you lie?
Cocaine in my system in the driver seat
Oh, Lord, I feel the pressure, it's around me
I swim a little and die in peace, yeah, yeah
Stop all the talkin' (Bitch)
I'm wastin' my damn time, yeah
She told me to stop it
She told me to save her all
Tell her where I've been
She tell me, "I don't give a fuck"
Yeah, baby, I doubt it
Baby, I doubt it

Glide on me
Hostage, take a guide on me, yeah
Drive on me
Keep the passion, keep on drivin' me

Pull up, baby, I need you to slide for me
You know how I love it when you ride on me
Oh, Lord, I'm in the water, take a dive on me, oh
Put it on your tongue and take it a fly in me, ha
Pull up, baby, I need you to slide on me, yeah
Jump inside the Jeep and take a drive on me
Good God, she's on the floor, I let her rise on me, oh
Once I get inside, you wanna die on me, yeah, yeah, yeah

Baby (Come on and drive)
Baby, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Once I get inside, you wanna die on me
Hostage, take a guide on me, yeah (See your eyes on my head)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (Pullin' her skirt up)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I need her in pain)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Feelin' for pleasure)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I don't know what I'm sayin')

Baby
Drive in me
If I overdose, will you die in me?
My darlin'
Die for me
Puts her lap on my body
It's a lie
She said, "I wanna dance for you, daddy"

🍭
You smell like love...

Author's POV:

Evy had always been a silent presence, her voice lost to the echoes of a tragic past. It was as though the trauma of losing her parents at the tender age of five had stolen not just her voice but also a piece of her soul. After her parents' death, she had been shuffled from one cold, unfeeling place to another. The void left by her parents' absence had been filled with fear, grief, and a silence that seemed safer than the chaos of the world around her.

The last memory she had of speaking was at her parents' funeral. She remembered standing at the graveside, her small hand clutching her mother's favorite necklace, trying to say something—anything—but the words wouldn't come. From that day on, her voice was trapped inside her, like a bird in a cage, too frightened to sing.