robberies

ii

'you just want sex.' i growled in discomfort, yanking his large hand from my shoulder.
'right. sure i do georgia. we haven't talked in a year, you slut!' he hissed at me, making a slight scene because people stopped dead in their tracks and stared at the dead couple.
everything was dead.
i swallowed the lump which started to rise in my throat and exhaled deeply.
'meet me at the coffee shop, will.'
the red which sprinkled across his face and brought out his sharp jawline soothed, as he murmured his answer of alright. i marched back to my room, keeping my head down low as i could feel whispers and stares burning in to the back of my head.
im such a fucking slut. will was right, i thought.
as soon as i climbed the rows of stairs, i locked the door behind me and fell. i pulled my hair as i felt the walls close in on me, everything becoming shallow and my brain slowly slipping away from sanity.  i felt the urge to break the walls, rip the stupid posters apart and thrash my bed. yet i couldn't, i was forced to be with the devil and feel myself crumble in to dust.

BRRNG

My phone started to shake in my denim jean pocket. I pulled it out and read the caller iD allowed, my voice trembling from my shrill cries.
William Lenney💞
should i meet u at ur mam's house. she should miss me. oh shit forgot she's dead!😂🤣