the black dahlia

18+

they were her lifelines. 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘.

"how about you just ditch me? i'll take care of myself and if marco gets me then so be it." i patted his rock-hard chest and turned to stumble down the hotel hall where my fling of the night was waiting in room 1610 but he yet again stopped me, yanking me into his chest and hovering above my face.

"tiana why do you keep doing this? to yourself? to me? why are you trying to purposely get yourself killed? the only reason i took this job was to protect you because the thought of you dead doesn't sit right on my heart! i have feelings for you whether you want me to or not and you can fuck as many guys as you want and throw it in my face, i don't care! but it doesn't change how i feel about you because i am yours!"

"i belong to you!"

"but i don't belong to you!"

his handsome face drew closer to mine and he revealed the amount of pain he was suffering through his eyes as they roamed my face in feral yearning. our hearts pound together in sync. "and that's what kills me the most every minute of every day i'm with you!"

"then don't be with me, i don't need you!"

"but i need you! don't you get it? my whole life has only consist on watching over you and making sure you were safe! i never let myself get too close because i knew i wouldn't be able to leave when the time came."

my ragged breath fanning his lips drew him even closer and i placed my palm on his chest to keep him at bay. "well then don't you think the time has come yet?"

his eyes shut as he placed his forehead against mine.

"god tia you drive me up the fucking wall."

"i know...but you're still here."

his eyes found mine and his fingers slid through my curls. "i'm still here."

"and i'm stuck with you aren't i?"

his lips merely brushed mine and i shivered as he gazed into my soul, "you're bound to me my darling and i can't bring myself to let you go." i sighed. fuck my life.

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august 27th, 2024