Cos I won't let your dirty hands beat me,
Get off of me
FUCK YOU!
Keep screaming punk I'll bet this chainsaw can cut through...
Woops! I guess I should have known better than ever letting anyone see my true face
Now, let's share the blood and hate
- FVK, bow ties on dead guys.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
It's dark.
"Slam!"
Then the crack between the door floods with light. The door is pushed open; not slowly but aggressively, as if the person behind it is in a hurry.
There's a smudge of something in front of me, a face, I think. They are stroking my hair.
"It's ok, it's ok, you're mine. I won't let anyone ever take you."
He is still stroking me when rough hands pull him back and he screams.
"No! He's mine! I won't lose him! Let me fucking go!"
Shots are fired. Then the house is silent once more.
Hey guys. If anyone actually reads this, I just want to apologise for not updating. I've been trying to figure myself out lately. I know this chapter is short but I'm trying to publish one everyday, because I know that it is tiny things like this that give you something to look forward to, and to hold on to till tomorrow. If you wanna ask me anything, anything at all, even if you just want a certain lyric at the top of next chapter, I'm here to help.
All yours,
XxEmi_BxX
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