Blackmlm Stories

2 teenaged lovers are stuck in a death loop, Always responding in a new decade with no memories of each other but somehow reconnecting every time.

"Maybe you got what I'm missin... would you keep it real and..." His voice cracks a little but he don't stop. He close his eyes like he feeling it deep in his chest. "My heart belong to you, baby would you act right... could you be the one on my side... or would you run and hide..." He draw harder when he say that last part. Pencil pressing into the page like he mad at it. Like he mad at himself.

"Ki," I whisper, frustrated. "Hm?" "You're on me." "Yeah." "Get off." "No."