Ultraviolence

Ultraviolence

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Cautiously, she removed her ear phones and began to turn around, an alternative pop song died down as it slowly traveled into her pocket. Her deep reef scarf fluttering in the wind as if trying to escape its fate, trying to avoid facing the other side of ally. She took a few deep breaths as she prepared herself for the confrontation that would take place once she could convince her body to turn around. there she was greeted by a tall, slim man with a sickening wide smile on his face; his hair swaying in the wind like grass in an open plain, his eyes dark and sinister like those of a camera lens. She could taste the nicotine in the air where he stood and she could smell the alcohol on his breath when he spoke "Where you goin' sweet thing"
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[ COMPLETED ] "Blue." I heard a deep raspy voice that came close as I was sitting alone scanning through my laptop inside this local cafe on the island. I pulled my head up to check who it could be and saw a tall man with a long brown tousled hair, topless, tattoos almost everywhere on his body and had a blue green board shorts. He had the most perfect curls that a man can have and it makes me wonder what's his shampoo or does he even put conditioner after. I envied his long luscious locks which was slightly past his shoulders. His eyes, glued on mine, were an amazing hue of emerald green as he flashes me his dimpled smile. I looked over my shoulder and found no one there so he must be talking to me. I look back at this man who is still smiling at me. "Excuse me?" I chimed, confused about what he meant. "Blue." He repeats again and there's a way on how he said it that makes his plump lips look hot. I scoff, "I'm sorry, are we talking about colors here?" The man with green eyes chuckles breathlessly. "Your eyes, they're a lovely shade of ice blue." "Thanks." I answer dryly. "But I'm not interested." "Oh, I truly apologize. I didn't know you were into ladies." I stare at him for a while, examining his tattoos and that damn huge butterfly tattoo in the middle of his chest. I travelled my eyes back to his face and noticed his prominent jawline. "I meant I'm not interested with you." I tell him the boy with long hair and green eyes. Date Written: July 2020 Date Finished: March 8, 2021 WORD COUNT: 323,369

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