Crystal

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I walked faster.
Almost too happy to finally have her all alone, all to myself.
...

But I guess I was wrong.

A guy with black hair appeared, waving at (y/n) as she well waved back.
Why is she so happy to see him?
Who is he?
I don't like this.
I don't like him.
I watched from a distance, looking at how pleased she was to see him. He kept placing his hand on her shoulder, taking her hand, taking strands of her hair to twirl it around his finger.
His finger which would be so easy to break.
Or maybe not just one of them?
Maybe two?
Four?
Five?
No, all of them.

That's it, without any fingers he won't be able to touch her, nor twirl strands of her hair around his fingers.
I smiled to myself.
...

But it quickly faded.
He had placed his filthy hands on her cheeks, his chapped lips kissing her sweet ones.
My whole body shook, my hands rolled into fists. Never had I been so angry.
I only was to touch her like this.
...

I want him dead.

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A/N;
Thoughts? :3

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