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I just loved how she looked as she pleaded for help.
Her little bambi eyes that weeped for days on end, as she screamed for someone to come help her. Silly little one didn't realise that no one could hear her screams apart from me.
Always said goodnight to 'Grayson' whenever she'd fall asleep as if he could hear. It was hilarious to me.
I would stroke her curls whenever she was unconscious, because I used to do that to her mother. Oh how she resembles her mother; the ebony skin, the hair and the innocent eyes. Beautiful huh.
It was annoying to hear her complain about the ropes around her wrists but eventually she quietened down.
She was always so tight around me, especially when she was asleep. So beautiful to have her under me, I loved it. Reminded me of the good old times with her mother but not exactly the same.
It slightly pained me when I slit her throat. Her small little throat. Hearing the scream being cut off as she choked on her own blood but it felt good. No more complaining, no more pleading, no more stress. No more Dove.
Now she can no longer fly.
Whoever finds this, will know that you will never find me. But you will find Doves' body. That's in the second garage of the warehouse.
That's a gift from me to you.
-Rob.
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𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘.
Fanfiction(grayson). one damaged student, one caring teacher. so many rules, laws, morals stand between them. will it all vanish in the face of pure unchaste lust? ♡very mature content.
