Crucifying Myself |Jonathan ♱ Byers|

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It was a sickness down to the core. It shook your very soul where you stood, you could feel it turning and turning and turning. The sickness ate a part of you until you are nothing but bone and dust. This sickness plagued Vienna Lovelace as she unpacked her box. Her icy blue eyes were focused as she set up the living room to seem homely.

This was just a job to her. Merely living here was part of it. She wasn't too far from the compound but far enough not to cause attention. It's the reason this house was bought so quickly. She already hated it here. Her companion Harvey gave her a nod of reassurance as Vienna looked around the room with a bitter frown. Her eyes found every single scratch and dirt in the room.

"Hey, it'll be fine." He gave her a charming smile, his baby blue eyes screamed innocence.

"I'm not here to play happy families Harvey, I couldn't give two shits about you. All I care about is the girl. Stay on task." with one last sneer, she pushes past Harvey to the front room where the TV was on and the teenage girl was sat in front of it. Her eyes wide as she watched the cartoons move around and speak.

Vienna watched the girl for a few moments before stepping forward to careess her hair. Her hair was soft as she ran her hands through it.

"I promise you, he won't hurt you."

COMING SOON