My Sweet Stalker

My Sweet Stalker

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mar., avr. 24, 2018
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RWBY
Finally! I am home. I miss my bed. I open the door to my apartment and turned on the lights. But when I truned on the lights I gasp into what I saw infront of me. FLOWERS! My living room was filled with Flowers! But not just any flowers but Red and white Roses, my favorite! I quickly run to one of the flowers and picked one, I smelled it and sigh into the fragrance. But I noticed something...there's a card hanging to one of the Flowers. I read it and my eyes widen causing the Rose and the Card i was holding fall down to the floor Hi:) Hope your feeling alright, see you soon! -your stalker❤️ My heart is beating faster and faster. Until all I saw is Complete darkness.
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  • My Stalker

" I could see the anger in her eyes as soon as she heard my threat to kill her Tae, Me. Her love for me, made me crave her even more. I just wanted to have all of her for myself right that moment. For some reason I loved watching the love she had for me as a stranger. She made me lose control. She made me greedy. The innocent love I grew for her somehow turned into lust. Now the innocence has gone. the love and protection in her eyes for me blinded me. Her teary eyes smudged with eyeliner, Rosey cheeks bathed in tears, messy long black hair and shivering pink lips in fear and cold, what is she doing to me? soft whimpers escaped her lips As she held her dress up on her chest trying to cover her shoulder. She was a mess. A beautiful crying mess I couldn't resist. The most precious thing I've ever wanted was right in front of me and she was the only thing I could see. "Oh y/n! I hope you forgive me for this...". I silently apologised to her for the ghastly act I was about to do.

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