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There’s nothing anyone could do to make this loss hurt any less. My best friend would never return. My video gaming partner. My protector. The man of the house. He was supposed to walk me down the aisle when I got married.
His death brought different types of demons into my life that I've never dealt with.
“Your hands are soft.” Danny flashes me a soft smile before leaning into my ear, and I stop breathing. “Just like your lips, and I'm not talking about the ones on your face.”
I look up at him as his hand reaches my throat, and he gently squeezes it. “You’re playing games with the devil, little angel. Are you sure you want to go to hell?” Then, he crashes his lips against mine while leaning against the wall behind me with his hand.
The sound of someone’s heart breaking completely into a million pieces. No one ever wants that phone call. And it almost broke me.
He was a part of me, and ever since he died, so did a part of me.
“Most of all, I fucking hate that I don’t hate you.”
“Once you pull down those pants, my cock will be the first and only that will ever be inside of you. Do you understand that, Ari? If I find out any other man tries to take what’s mine, he’ll wish he hadn’t.”
“I’ve sent way too many souls to hell. I wouldn’t hesitate to send another if they even look at what's mine.”
begins to stroke his dick as he walks closer to the bed, and I instantly fear for my life. Death by huge cock.
“You can take it. You’re already taking it so well.” He thrusts harder.
“Don’t cry over me, baby. I won’t let you. The only time I want to see you cry is when I’m fucking you.”
“God?” He says it like I insulted him. “Don’t bother calling out for Him. He can’t hear you. There is no God when I’m around, baby.”
“I’m already going to hell. I’ll do my best not to take you with me.” Then he’s crashing his soft lips to mine,
If my man doesn’t cry for me on our wedding day, I’m running away.
“I choose you. I don’t care about anything else.” I respond, looking into the eyes I love so much.
“Time waits for no one. Death is a shadow stalking the living. It is a dreadful, inexorable promise, and life is a lovely lie.”
