𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 {𝐌.𝐑}

Red .. such a beautiful colour for many reasons.

It coats the feeling of being love and brings joy to those who experience.It appeases the eyes with the beauty of a rose, and the red flowers that sway in the wind as the sun beams the sky.

However,for the red in this story the illustration differs.

Everybody is a book of blood, every time we're opened we're red.

The overwhelming joy as the red fluid pours out from the lifeless body as the predator reaches its prey.

The crimson red layered walls to the reflection of the killer on the puddles that lay on the floor, the hysterical laughs as the power overjoys them as each soul is ripped from the body.

No mercy or regret creeps over there face as they prepare for the next kill.

Toxic love is one thing but psychotic love is another.

The need to own, the need to touch, the need to inflict pain on the ones you love feeling like it's the only way they will stay.

To love the insane is indescribable, devotion, loyalty and sensuality.The exigency to impress, the reassurance that you won't leave.

It was never enough.

Mattheo x oc x Theodore Fan-Ficition