"I don't love you, I never have and I never will. No one could ever love you, you were just a good fuck" I stated boredly as I look into Kim's eyes.
It was truly fascinating how in the matter of 5 seconds the look in her eyes could go from hope, to shock, to just pure devastation. I loved it. Every second of it. This feeling, I could never let go of it, more addicting than any drug. more captivating than any plot in a movie. The most tangible form of control. It was mesmerizing.I watched the tears stream down her face as she looked at me with disbelief.
" I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING, I TOLD YOU EVERYTHING, I TRUSTED YOU" Kim sobbed. Almost choking on her own tears.
Without saying anything I leaned in to give her one last kiss so she could remember me, so it could haunt her in her dreams.
She closed her eyes tightly as though if she were to open them I would disappear forever.
The kiss being a whispered reminder that no one will ever touch her the way I did.
I muttered I quick goodbye before I rushed out the door.I heard yelling and heavy sobbing as I sat next to the door outside with a cigarette in between my lips. Holding onto this feeling. The undescribable feeling of breaking someone's heart. My personal favorite.
When the horrendous sounds could no longer be heard, I got up and started the long walk to my house.
(A/N: the following is an excerpt from the book Diary Of An Oxygen Theif , I thought it fit really well with the story so)~I liked hurting girls.
Mentally not physically, I never hit a girl in my life. Well once. But that was a mistake. I'll tell you about it later. The thing is, I got off on it. I really enjoyed it.It's like when you hear serial killers say they feel no regret, no remorse for all the people they killed. I was like that. Loved it. I didn't care how long it took either because I was in no hurry. I'd wait until they were totally in love with me. Till the big saucer eyes were looking at me. I loved the shock on their faces. Then the glaze as they tried to hide how much I was hurting them. And it was legal. I think I killed a few of them. Their souls I mean. It was their souls I was after. ~
I kicked my boots off as I walked into my small apartment. The aroma in the air relieving as I walked into my room ready to finally lay in bed. I just stared at the ceiling thinking about Kim and all the times we had. She wasn't half-bad. And her ass was amazing. My eyes started falling heavy as the weight of the long day I've had fell into play. Tomorrow we will search for more fish, goodnight myself.
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Gasoline {Shawn Mendes a.u}
Fanfiction"I am destroying myself so other people cant and its the worst kind of control but its the only form I know"