Endless Problems

Endless Problems

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"Bet seh mi murda yu bloodclaat inna dis" he says, hatred evident in his voice as he positions the gun at the glabella of my eyes. Closing my eyes, I reflect on how we reached this point. I've made a couple of mistakes yes, but is it selfish of me to want my cake and eat it too? God do mi a beg if ya go tek mi now, nu mek me dead suh.
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"I could kill you," he grins holding the gun to my temple. "I wouldn't be scared," I reminded him. He trails the gun under my chin lifting it, allowing me to look him in the eyes. "No one would know you were murdered by me," he continues making me smile. "I think I might have a gun kink;" I tell him while holding eye contact. "Fuck," he mutters as he smashes his lip onto mine, •••• The crimson colour pools beneath me as I let him twist the dagger that had been living in my heart since the day we had met. Sometimes we settle for the love we think we deserve only because are parents didn't portray it better therefore we think the bare minimum is over the top. ••••

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