Tainted White

Tainted White

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Ellie Redeaven, born pure and subjugated to social hierarchy is treated as something lesser and need to be sheltered and protected. Aggravated by these social standings Ellie rejects common stereotypes and will always tries to prove himself Against those who belittle him. But after one fateful night, more than ever he needs someone to come and save him. But this isn't a fairytale and where his knight in shining armor would be he's met with something far worse After being tortured in both the mind and body he is left with nothing. And never has he wanted to be saved by someone other than himself, never has he wanted to end something so painful , and never has he ever wanted to rip someone apart and look into their eyes while he eats their entrails. ***TRIGGER WARNING*** CONTAINS DARK THEMES SUCH AS ABUSE, VIOLENCE, GORE, ECT.
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"Bella, you can't keep doing this to me. I can be real fucking patient, or I can be really fucking unkind." He grabbed her hips and skimmed his fingers down the chunk of her outer thighs. "I'm sorry, but I didn't ask for him to kiss me. And I told you, you and I-we're over." He placed his hand over her mouth. He let his tears stream down his nose, his lips quivered with the words she'd just used to curse him. "I don't like it." He let out through his teeth, his glasses fell low on his nose and she could tell he was in agony. "I'm sorry." She declared before pulling him in for an embrace. Her arms wrapped around his neck and his hands drove up and into her hair, guiding her face to look up. His mouth parted over hers, she opened her lips and kissed him slowly, enchantingly. Brandon was sure she wished him to die. As she swallowed his breath, and fed him her own-she gave him no gaps to breathe. Almost as if his siren had come up from her watery throne just to drag him back under. He started pounding his fists against the wall behind her, careful not to hurt her in any way. His mouth moved over hers like he had no choice but to kiss her back. He laid no hand to her body, because he knew in that moment-he'd go too far. He didn't want to hurt her. But he did want to burrow into her body and command her soul. She was the sole reason for his jealousy, the only person who held the switch to all of his desires. Bella had been born to be the woman who would subdue the demons inside his soul. She was created for him. He felt it long before he accepted it. But now-he couldn't bear the consequences of denying the gift in which God was giving him in her. His redemption was a direct result of having her in his life. Both cursed and blessed-Brandon couldn't afford to lose her anymore. She was his. Forever. She chased him-so in full circle. Perhaps it was his turn now. "Bella... say you'll be mine. Please."

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