(I know it's not kilgrave...but david reading shitty comments about trump give me life)
Ann's point of view~
I glare at him with slight shaking hands as I come over with a scotch and he refused to look at me holding his hands out as I glare at him and spit in the drink before holding it, "here you go" I snap and he glares getting up and I suddenly felt very small at my 5'5 hight compared to him trying to to stay tall as he looked down at me with dark brown eyes that almost seemed to soften the more he looked at me. 'What was the name of the bear we had when you where little' he whispers and my eyes widen and I was caught off guard. "W-what?" I choke and look at him shocked as he leans down to my ear as I shake a little. 'I was always jealous of that damn bear..' He whispers in a silky voice as I shove his chest to get him away backing up, all bravery gone as my eyes slightly water, "w-what the fuck a-are you talking about" I mumble and he slowly walks up to me, 'Annie, calm down' he orders and I look at him sniffling, 'I never though Id see you again' he smiles weakly and walks up to me keeping me against the wall, "y-your not-h-h-he's dead, h-he's dead you sick freak and I don't know how you know that-" I yell with tears in my eyes and he takes my chin in his hand making me look at him and shaking, 'you used to sing to be every day after those horrible injections' he said and I felt the strength start to leave my knees as starts to lean down, "s-stop" I whisper and whimper closing my eyes as a tear rolls down my cheeks, my heart was hammering in my chest as I felt his warm breath against my lips, 'look at me' I hear and open my eyes looking into deep brown orbs, 'there you are kitten' a smile curled on his lips before he kissed me. My brain went into shut down as I shake slightly. This man was a monster, but the boy he once was was the only person I had truly loved and cared for was alive...but what has he become?
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