Betrayed
- Reads 340
- Votes 2
- Parts 2
Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Sun, May 31, 2015
" I can't do this anymore."
" Go threw with the plan or I kill you and her."
" I don't know, I mean you are her best friend."
" Was thank you very much, she is a spoiled little bitch that should die in hell, it kills me not to shot her right now."
All Rights Reserved
#37
blindfold
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔈𝔫𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔚𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔡 - BIllie EIlish (completed)
"i could kill you right now" She spat, she pressed the tip of the gun against my forehead. "go ahead" i chuckle coldly. "you won't kill me" i stared into her brown eyes. I saw something click in her mind by what i said and lowered her gun. "your right" she swallows. "i wont" Before i could do anything he raises the gun and pulls the trigger at the person beside me. My best friend.Complete
Train Wreck
"Kill me." He said. "I'd love to but I don't keep the blood of a fool on my hands." I deadpanned.
Best Friend with The Player
" We've been best friends for a long time. I don't want a stupid crush to get in the way of that.." she says " I've loved you for a long time. I won't be able to love anyone other than you.. screw our friendship just please, please give me another chance! I will never be the same without you." He criesComplete
Bound by Fear
"You're okay, just breathe," he said slashing open her thigh. "You did this to yourself, Lori".Complete
The Gangleaders Love Part 1(COMPLETED)
"Drew please let me out" "I already told you i cant" "Yes you can you have to choice to stop thi-" I was cuttoff by the door being busted open and with that happening the gang filled in the room and Hunter stood in front he brought up his gun "Emma stand still i dont want to hurt you" with that being said he shot his gun and Drew fell to the floor dead in an instent but me i felt a sudden pain ans wetness on my stomich i looked down and Drew shot me i feel to the floor and HUnter ran to me as the room turned black --------- Emma is 17 year old girl who has always been a good person and loved her family to death but she loved her dad the most she would take a bullet for her dad but no one else thats till he sold her to the most dangerous gang leader in the town.Complete
Sick, Twisted, Love
As we sit there by the camp fire, she starts telling me that she is not afraid of she just wants to understand my motive. "I have this urge, like I have to have you, I have to feel your warm wet blood on my hands. But your different for some reason I can't hurt you no matter how hard I try. I look in your eyes and my heart pounds like its trying to rip out of my chest. I can't describe this feeling, like a war raging with in me. Apart of me wants to kill you, another part wants to touch your body, kiss you, grab you and make you want me as much as I want you. For a moment time stood still, she just stared at me. Trying to understand. As I stood up and walked towards her she looked at the ground. I grab her by the arm and ask her to come swimming with me in the lake. Wait like naked, she answered nervously. Well you want your clothes to stay dry don't you? I answered sarcastically, chuckling with amusement.Complete
The experiment.
They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.Complete
MINE
Things changed. It happened slow....Then, it suddenly picked up. It took on a life of it's own. SHIT! The weaker are on top. They seem to have it all. I have become the last thing, I ever wanted. Nothing should be bought or sold. There should never be a price on existing. I'm way too old for this shit....What ever the hell this is meant to be! Will this work out? Or will I just kill her. But. I like her smile. Maybe....We'll take it from there.Complete
Sessions With Love ² ✓
Holding her unconscious body in my arms. Blood soaking my clothes as I fall to my knees but I don't let her touch the ground. My hands hold her tight to my body as the anger is rising within me and the beast inside me is threatening to unleash its wrath on the world. I will not lose her. "You will not die, Leanna" I whisper to her as I hold her close to my body but like she is, I'm losing the fight of life. Like a fucking poet. That's how insanely she affects me. I would go to the ends of the world for her. Only for her.Complete
pretty girl
I wanted to talk to her. I wanted to ask her if she was broken. I wanted to hear her voice. I wanted to know her name. My friend didn't dare say it for even the thought of her old life made her cry. I wanted her to know I was there, but sadly, that won't happen for a long time, or at least until she dies.Complete
"i could kill you right now" She spat, she pressed the tip of the gun against my forehead. "go ahead" i chuckle coldly. "you won't kill me" i stared into her brown eyes. I saw something click in her mind by what i said and lowered her gun. "your right" she swallows. "i wont" Before i could do anything he raises the gun and pulls the trigger at the person beside me. My best friend.
More detailsContent Guidelines