angel with a shotgun [AU AI] Ⅱ

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"what do you want to eat today, annabelle?" ashton asks his girlfriend as the clock struck 1:00pm, signalling that all students could go have their lunches now for an hour. annabelle wasn't focusing on ashton's question however, instead she had her concentration on the couple across the dining hall. she saw them as a threat despite the fact that in every other person in the room's eyes, they were so cute and perfect.

people used to think that about ashton and annabelle, but that soon changed.

"i want to not eat anything; i want to have something to drink though." annabelle tells him, feeling around for his hand without stopping staring at the couple who were in each other's arms whispering romantic things to one another. if that's what annabelle wanted, ashton could easily do that for her. she would only have to ask once and he would do it in a heartbeat. of course she's too deluded to even think of that.

"what would you like to drink then, my love?" ashton looks at his girlfriend's expression carefully, following her gaze across the room to the other couple and he narrows his eyebrows in confusion but doesn't really question it.

and finally she meets his eyes, but it wasn't the loved up expression that he wanted her to have, it was that... physcopathic look. one that she has when she wants another murder to be caused by ashton.

"blood."