Diamonds In My Blood

Diamonds In My Blood

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HOT That's all I felt as the tingling burning sensation of desire flared within my veins like a raging inferno. WET The euphoric feeling of ecstasy in which I couldn't decipher that pooled between my legs as I stared into his beautiful hazel blue eyes. I wanted him. The thick air brushing a gentle kiss upon my cheek and lightly swaying my hair but I couldn't feel it. Every ligament, bone, nerve, and vein in my body wanted him. My throat burned to say something yet I couldn't speak. As I stood outside the deserted high school parking lot I couldn't process anything but the way my fingers itched to touch his smooth caramel skin. I was scared. Scared because I have never seen such beauty. Scared that I wanted his hands wrapped around my body like a snake does his prey touching every inch of me. I was scared because I wanted him, more than the air I was breathing even though at that very moment I was suffocating.
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The rooftop scene played in slow motion in her eyes. Her boyfriend's hands wrapped around her best friend, their lips locked, their laughter echoing in the crisp morning air. Her heart didn't just break it turned to dust. The voices in her head chuckled darkly, whispering like shadows: "If you had chosen him... you wouldn't be in pain. He would never betray you. He has been watching, waiting... a red flag to the world, but to you... a green light." She staggered back, her breath trembling. "Who... who are you?" she whispered, pressing her hands to her ears. "We are your choices. Your paths. And the gangster who scares everyone? He would rather die than see you cry." The voices faded, but their words rooted in her chest. The next day in class, she could barely focus. Everyone knew her as the quiet girl who never caused trouble, but now her world tilted sideways. When she glanced at the back corner, she caught him staring Raven, the school's infamous gangster. He leaned against his chair lazily, tattoos peeking from under his sleeve, but his eyes those sharp, storm colored eyes softened the moment they met hers. She quickly looked away, cheeks burning. At lunch, she found her seat empty. Her supposed best friend didn't sit beside her anymore. Her ex avoided her completely, as if she was the one at fault. She tried to eat, but her throat closed up. Then a tray slammed down across from her. "You're not eating," Raven muttered, sitting down uninvited. Her eyes widened. "Why are you-" "Because you look like hell," he cut in. "And because I told myself if I ever see you cry over someone who isn't me, I'll make them regret it." Her stomach knotted. Was he joking? Threatening? Or... protecting? Before she could answer, the voices whispered again-only she could hear them: "See? He burns for you. Dangerous to others, safe for you. Don't push him away..."

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