PreyUpdated at Jul 29, 2020, 02:15
❝She never believed in fairytales.
She believed in fear.
He taught her how to be afraid.❞
To him, her crying was the most beautiful melody existing on this planet. Watching tears roll down her cheeks as she wept in pain, how her bottom lip quivered when she mumbled incoherent things made him feel more alive. Made him feel in control. She was just like a baby pig squirming before its throat would be slit open-it was so fucking adorable.
For her, he was a disturbed boy with a corrupted heart. As time flew, he became worse, making her start to give up on the hope that someday he would mend his ways. She loathed him more than anything, but what she loathed the most was her incapability of being independent and defending herself.
Both of them were twisted, the difference was, only one of them were aware of it.
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