The ***** came back the very next day, oh the ***** came back.
I thought she was a goner...
10.1.2017
I thought she was a goner...
10.1.2017
****.
Goddamnit.
I thought I had finally rid myself of her, and then here she is, walking through the door like she owns the goddamned place. Hair as red as fire, lips as thick as goddamned sin. ****. I hate her. I want to ******* kill her, to feel her blood wash over my hands, to finally see the light leave those epic eyes.
I can't.
I've tried.
Lord knows I've tried.
I want to strangle her, I want to claim her. I want to rip out her heart and I want to finally know what lies beneath that dress. How the **** does she do this to me? How the **** could she do this to me?
I follow her every command.
I beg at her feet.
Now, she's brought someone else in. Someone new.
The thought of her touching him drives me insane.
She'll pay for this, I swear to God that she will.
