Under Locke

by Mariana Zapata

So, so ignorant to the fact that you can't fight a person's instincts, even if they were awful, even if they caused bad and painful things to those they should have cared about.

“You know damn well you don’t come into my shop demandin' shit, callin' my girl a bitch.”

"Babe, I've handpicked everythin' and everyone in here. I know what I want, and I get what I want," he breathed. "And I keep what's mine."

“Where’s his stuff at?” Dex asked me as he made his way into the living room like a mother goose leading her babies to water.

"I don't really think you're a dumb little shit," he said. I turned my head the other way to face his stomach. "Oh?" "You're just a little shit, babe,"

you have to fight through some shitty-ass days to get to the best days of your life.

“Dex, if you don’t want to be my friend, that’s okay.” You’d just be ripping my heart out and stomping on it, but okay. His laugh was hard. “Honey, you and me, we’re more than just friends.”

Screaming crying kicking my feet n shit

“Baby, there’s nothing wrong with my judgment. I know exactly what I’m doin’, and I know damn well that if I ever see you smile at somebody like you did at Trey today, I’ll kill the poor bastard.”

He bit down again before nuzzling the line of my jaw. "You're mine." His lower body pressed into my stomach. Hard, he was so hard. "Your mouth, your face, your ass, your pussy, Ritz. You're all mine."

"You have no idea how much it sucks to have to rely on other people for everything."

“I don't know what I'm doing," I blurted out, slamming my eyes shut. His chuckle was smooth and dark. "I know, my sweet baby."

SOMEBODY SEDATE ME!!!

If I was a good man, I'd tell you to find somebody better, somebody that won't lose their shit over an asshole eye fuckin' you." His tongue traced the oval shape of my chin. "But I'm not a good man, and I'm gonna take everythin' you want to give me and everythin' you don't."

I didn't piss people off that often, but when I did, I pissed off everyone around me. Ugh.

Me too bbg

"You've gotta be the best thing I never knew I wanted." Oh man. I was suddenly way too glad that he couldn't see the huge smile that overwhelmed my face. Telling him that he was sweet didn't seem like something he'd like to hear, so I kept my mouth shut and kissed the line of his jaw instead. I wanted to tell him that he was the best thing I never thought I'd have, but I kept that to myself. It felt like too much right then.

"Seen a lot of things in my life.” Don't vomit, Iris. By a lot of things, he didn't necessarily mean people. Okay, who was I kidding, he probably did. I wasn't going to puke. I wasn't. "But you"—his nostrils flared—"my sweet, sweet baby, have gotta be my favorite by far. I think you win first through one-hundredth place."

“Kid,” he finally spoke after what felt like a year. “You pissed me the hell off, but I love you anyway. Nothing will ever change that. Not even that dumb monkey you got playing bodyguard.” “I like my dumb monkey.”

courtesy of my short-lived period. That's how pissed off and stressed I was—my period had lasted half the time it normally did.

IVE PLAYED THESE GAMES BEFORE!!!! I SAID I PLAYED THESE GAMES BEFORE!