Hello, Little Monsters.
You were the light in my darkness. It fled at your incandescent smile. All I ever had to do was look at you, and I'd feel safe. Happy.
It was you who hushed the angry voices shrieking in my head with just one touch, I loved you.
When you walked into the room, I looked up into those icy blue orbs, I fell deep into the fire. My long blonde hair shielding my red face.
You sat with me and talked with me at lunch, nobody ever did that. Just because I was gay. A freak. But you showed me the kindness I've never seen. You made me feel warm.
Every day we got to know each other, and I loved to more and more. You could do nothing wrong in my eyes. You were like an angel.
I always touched you without reason, just to feel the sparks erupt between our bodies. It almost felt like, you loved me too. Realization and reality always hit me hard in the face, I know I could never be yours. But I did it anyway. I loved to. I still do.
You were always in my dreams. You'd be my knight in shining armor, saving me from a hideous dragon. Or I'd be in my room, cutting myself, and you'd come in the window, and save me, and then fuck me hard. Those were always my favorite.
It hurt me really bad when you got a girlfriend. I thought it was obvious I wanted to be your boyfriend so bad. But you weren't gay. Like I was.
I watched as she kissed those plump lips I've been doing to taste, as she was wrapped in those strong arms I so wanted to be in. But I was such in the friendzone. I wanted to be yours, and for you to be mine. But I couldn't.
She knew I wanted you. She hated me. So she took you. That bitch never loved you. Maybe your dick and body, but not how I loved you. I saved you from heartbreak.
*Flashback*
I watched as her blood pooled underneath her head, while the boy she was fucking was shaking like a baby in the corner. I slit her throat from ear to ear.
I turned around while licking her sweet red nectar from my blade, I gave him a sadistic smile.
"What's wrong, love? Are you scared of somethin? There's no reason to fear me, I'm just saving my love from utter heartbreak. And you're next." I laughed, stalking towards him, head tilted to the side, the manic grin still attached to me face.
His eyes widened.
"Quin, please don't do this, please, Quin,-" he stopped as blood dribbled out of his mouth, my knife buried to the hilt in his muscular torso.
*End*
The police said it was a burglary gone wrong.
You were devastated. Tears rolled down your face, and you turned to me, and hugged me. I was so happy.
At the funeral, you held my small hand in your larger one. It was so warm, it felt perfect against my skin. I was happy, maybe you were returning my feelings. Hope stabbed me.
Then the next week. I confronted you about my feelings for you. Your eyes got so large, I thought rejection was evident. I turned to walk away, but then your deep, sexy voice echoed.
"Quin, I love you too. I was doing this so I could protect us, by dating the head cheerleader. I love you."
I stopped. Turned, then jumped on you. God did I love you. You were my everything.
We were together, came out to the school, and kissed. Those plump lips on mine, the sparks flew right through me, I knew you felt it too.
I remember our first time, and how it was the best sensation I've ever felt. Even though my hips hurt like Hell the next day. It was so fun.
