[William's POV]
Thoughts that pour through my head are anxiety ridden. I didn't have much to worry about before Aniia; it's strange actually. I was driving much faster than the speed limit sign.
Thinking back to when I saw her. I felt my heart stop, and my hands start to sweat. I didn't know what the hell I was feeling at first. I thought maybe I was coming down harder than usual. I could tell she was sick, I could read her face.
'When will I get another?'
'I don't want to do this...but I have to...'
I knew I had to get here away from here. I didn't want her to have to fuck for her drugs. I knew how this meth head was. He would do anything to get pussy; It was disgusting. When she came back with me, the butterflies in my stomach flapped their wings and tickled my insides so heavenly. I didn't want to show how she made me smile. I know that sounds foolish;
'William, you've kissed the girl'
'I know, but I still didn't feel comfortable being vulnerable'
The car ride has lead me down this lonely highway. It's dark, not a star in the sky. I signed, it feels like I'm never going to get this over with.
I drove for hours and I didn't get any sleep. How could I possible think about sleep?
The closer I got, the more angrier I became. I'm going to break his fucking neck when I see him. He deserves everything he gets. A horrid place in hell for him would be nice.
[Aniia's POV]
Cheice has left the room. I'm still crying, I feel like my heart is empty. It has nothing to care for anymore. This is the emptiest I've ever felt. No withdrawal, no nauseating, sweats and cravings. Nothing is as empty as losing someone who cares for you and loves you, and you feel the same way about them. I just want to hold him in my arms and tell him I love him. Let me kiss your beautiful face, and you cute nose. Just let me see you one last time, then I can just be ended without heartache. The two guards approached me and picked me up on both sides and carried me to another room. I'm a rag doll. I am motionless and limp. I dropped onto a bed, the lights cut out, and the door locked behind me. I don't care. It doesn't really matter when you think about it. Something is going to happen to William and as soon as I find out I'm going to be non responsive.
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(William Control) Kiss me, Judas
FanfictionAniia hasn't lived in a stable home for quite some time. She's been horribly addicted to drugs. Whatever she can get, however she can get them. She's mostly on the streets. Sometimes she has a "friend" she can stay with, that isn't very often though...
