Falsely Yours, Arthur

Arthur Fucking walker would someday ruin me.

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Ever since the day Marnie set her eyes on Arthur she knew she was done for.

With dark eyes and dark hair, the girl in the band was someone she wanted to know everything about.

Secrets would come out and blood would be bound to spill but in the green lights or the golden sun rays, Arthur would burn every soul to grant Marnie warmth.

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Arthur's hand came up to my hips as she grabbed it tightly, staining my skirt with her bloody hands. My whole body was trembling.

The knife.

I turned around abruptly taking out my knife and pressing it to her neck, but she was quicker as she pressed her knife to my bare thigh. One of her hands was still on my hips as she pushed close to me.

I flinched at the cold metal pressed on my upper thigh. But my hand didn't falter. I pressed the knife against her neck harder. A drop of blood dripped down her neck and trailed to her collarbone. Slowly trailing down and travelling down the curve of her and inside her shirt.

"What did you see my angel?" She asked, her voice mocking as she stepped closer. I took a step back my back meeting the cold metal and her knife sliding higher.

"Nothing," I whispered, panting.

Fucking hell.

"Nothing, I saw nothing." I breathed out and she grinned.

"Shit liar baby." She shook her head kissing my temple and my collarbone. Her lips lingered for more than a second.

"Get your knife away from me." I grit my teeth.

"And here I thought you liked a knife between your legs." She whispered grinning, I swallowed as I could feel the blood drip down from the cut.