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Was it fucked up that I find myself attracted to him when I know he likes to play hide the knife in the human body?
I’m convinced Rev is a villain. Together, with my chaos and his lack of remorse, the two of us borderline on a national threat.
I don’t bother cleaning up my bloody wounds. Don’t even bother planning an escape from Sinro Enterprises. What does it matter? Why does any of it matter?
Oh My sweet broken boy!
For every fucking wound Ezra carved into his flesh, I’ll tear the same into my knuckles and elbows on the bag.
Correction… my poor broken boys
His self-inflicted wounds turn me inside out because I can’t slaughter those demons. They exist in his head, not out here in this fucked up world. No bullet or blade can penetrate them.
I don’t want this to change how he handles me. How could he not think I’m defiled? Tainted? Broken. Broken. Broken.
Ugh my heart
You’re giving it to Ezra, aren’t you? I know you’re secretly a romantic.” I roll my eyes. “Yeah, cause giving a guy a gun is romantic.” “We’re mercenaries.” Rev flashes a grin. “Guns are our love language.”
I can’t put into words the way this work makes me feel. I’m just satisfied to have purpose again. Jakey might not need me anymore, but there are other people out there that do.
“Cain?” I murmur, pulse quickening. “Yeah, baby?” “You feel like home to me.”
“I act up for Cain in hopes that it will result in sexual punishment.”
“You’re mine. No one is ever going to fucking touch you again.” “Yours.” Ezra nods, cradling my face in his hand. “But you belong to me, too.”
“I need help, Cain,” I cry out. “I’ve never wanted anything more than you and this job in my entire life, but I can’t do this. Look at me. I should be taking care of you right now. I’m a fucking mess. I told you I was. I don’t deserve you. Kick me out, please. I’m worthless. I belong on the streets.”
Ugh my heart!
he tips my chin up so I’m looking directly into his eyes. “Listen to me. You are worthy of every ounce of love others want to give you. Do you understand? You deserve love. So let me give it to you until you’re healed enough to believe it, too, okay?”
Ugh! Im not crying, you are!
“I know you aren’t mine by blood, but that never did matter to me, you know that?” Jakey says. “My boy went to heaven, and I got to pull you out of hell.”
“You were the only person who ever made me feel safe,” I admit. “And you filled a hole in my heart, sweet boy.”
Right in the daddy issues!
“We’ve got your back,” a rougher voice sounds, most likely Rorik. “I’ll throw myself off this seven story building to get to you,” Isaac adds. “I would walk five hundred miles—” A half a dozen other voices start yelling in my ear, and I can’t help but release an exasperated laugh.
Bunch of fucking goobers
“What the fuck do you want from me?” His ragged voice reverberates through the tunnels. “You want money? I can give you money. You want drugs? I’ll hook you up for life.” I fight back the urge to shout out the word “justice”. Seems a little early to make light of the situation and pretend I’m Batman.
