Leave Me Behind

by K.M. Moronova

BAHAHAHA so real

oh well yeah he’s an asshole

okay tea hot

okay locked in

“What God? Tonight, you only scream and cry for me. No God will bear witness to what I make of you.”

holy.fucking.HAIRBALL

hell yeah girl kick him

“Why are you still here?” I ask, not sounding as cruel as I was going for. The corner of his lip kicks up and he sets a hand on the wall behind me. “No one’s kicked me out before and I didn’t like it.”

MUAHAHAHAHAHA now he’s locked in

oh he’s that type of hard — crazy

SHUT UP okay i love him

so real

AHHHHH FIRST HAND HOLD

shut up they’re so cute i’m gonna cry when it gets messy

damn it

Jefferson is the tallest of Malum. Codename: Jobs.

Jefferson has short, light brown hair, dark brown eyes, and sun-kissed skin. He looks like he’s in his late twenties and has a scar shaped like a bullet hole on the back of his neck.

I look to my left and find Pete’s brown eyes intently on me. His code name is Badger.

Ian’s code name is Colt. I narrow my eyes at him. He’s the youngest of the group. His hair is an inch longer than Pete’s, black and slicked back. His olive-toned skin is the same shade as mine and he has a cocky smile that I want to put my fist in.

Harrison barks, disgust muddled in his voice. Code name: Wasp. His hair is blond and he has pale skin that’s been tanned by the sun. His hair is short and he has a straight nose that has yet to be broken. Yet.

My whole world ends with that smile. I know I’ll never endure one quite like it again.

THERES PEOPLE THERE WHAT THE HECKS i also dont know how to feel about this

okay points for being self aware and there is an excuse for it seems like dubious con here so i forgive

ohhhhh i see now he cares too much and doesn’t want her hurt hence why he’s trying to get rid of her okok we’re on the same page now

ok dude pick a lane pls

hmmmmm god the actually hurting her is what has me on the fence about this

reading this with iris by the googoodolls playing is peak

the most romantic thing i’ve ever heard

I’m going straight to hell when I die. For all the death on my hands. Further down, if there is something lower than hell, for what I’m about to do with the devil.

*insert huda meme*

Her irises are a sunset brown. I could stare into them forever and bathe in the peace she brings me. The scar over the ridge of her jaw makes me yearn to know the story behind it, to share sweet nothings while we lie together and fall asleep. I want to hold her and banish my loneliness.

shut up i’m gonna cry im starting to understand him now

exactly dumbass

Irrationally, I feel jealous that she still loves a dead man. I don’t want her to feel that way for anyone… Though, I guess it’d be okay if she felt that way about me.

shut up i can only imagine him saying that last part quiet and shyly im gonna sob

TELL HER THIS PLEASE I BEG

She washes the blood from my chest, delicately moving her fingers across my skin like a lover would. If I shut my eyes and imagine a different life, I wouldn’t be a monster; she wouldn’t be a killer. We’d be normal, maybe in love.

She might think I broke her tonight, but it’s she who has broken me.

LMFAOOOOO

here me out — at the SAME DAMN TIME

PLSPLSPLSPLSPLSPLS

DO IT DO IT

COMEONOCOMEONCOMEONCOMEO

SHUT UP SHUT UP

BOOOOO THEY BETTER FUCK OR SOMETHING

OH - tehehe

HOLY SHITTTTTT alexa play often by the weekend

There have been times during the night watch when I think Bradshaw can see me through the underbrush. He’ll look out into the woods right at me and stare numbly while my replacement talks his ear off. He never responds. He only listens and looks into the dark. For me, I think.

BECAUSE UR NOT THEREEEE

SHE IS THE THING HE LOVES

FUCK YEAH AS U SHOULD QUEEN

SHE FUCKIN SMOKED THEM

he places his hand on my shoulder and gives me a heartfelt smile, a rarity for him. It stops my entire world right on its axis.