Jahseh🍆
It took us about 4 minutes to get to the house. I ain't know what to say to her. She just sat on the couch staring at me with cold eyes."umm so why did you bring me here?" Confusing was spread across her face when she asked that. Before I could say anything her phone rang I couldn't help but stare at her lips while she talked. "No Damien-wait what are you talking about- okay okay-ight bye-yea yea love you too" she sighed heavily while doing something on her phone. "Wha-what's your name?" I mentally cursed myself out for stuttering. She started smirking "my name is lucifer" my eyes slightly went wide before I could comment her loud laugh echoed the room causing me to get nervous. Did she hit her head or sum shit? "Sike nah I'm just fucking with ya. My name is diamond but you mind as well call me lucifer" she gave me her biggest smile , her eyes didn't match her smile tho. She started getting up I quickly rushed to her side reaching out to her but she cut me off with her hand. " I'm fine" I looked at her hands, they was covered in blood she had little bruises on her arms. "I'll... Um go get you a rag if you want to you know to clean off your hands" her eyes was so hypnotic I could get lost in them forever. I walked away I didn't feel like myself my voice didn't even sound the same when I talk to her. She was doing something to me and I don't like it. I was heading back to the living room but there was no sign of her...was I losing my mind?
Diamond🍓
As I walked down the street I couldn't help to think about that X guy. Why was he helping me and why was he staring at me so hard. I didn't know where I was going, I just had to get away from him after about 34 minutes of walking I finally started recognizing my surroundings. My brother was blowing up my phone tripping about the fight and the fact that the cops seen me and blah blah blah I didn't give a fuck about all that. I just want to get away and maybe hurt some ppl in the process I mean like do some things that make me happy. I smiled down at my blood covered hands, I like how my hands looked covered in someone else's blood. I didn't realize I was approaching my house. there was a disappointed Damien sitting on the steps leading to the house I didn't bother looking at him and if he knew what was best for him he wouldn't say nothing. I didn't want to hear his mouth.
