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Do I still love him? Yes, without a doubt. Am I in love with him? I have no idea.
She’s like my own sunrise. Beautiful. Perfect. She fills a part of me that’s been empty and dark for as long as I can remember. Maybe I am falling in love with her.
“Spiracle” by Flower Face plays, and the hairs on the back of my neck rise. The need to look for her wins, and I let my eyes roam the room.
I know every lyric by heart. She knows I’m here – she wants me to save her.
This isn’t a moment to be mega proud of Stacey, considering she’s caked in blood and heading for a breakdown, staring at me with wide eyes, but I fucking am proud.
You’re so fucking strong, Stacey. You’re a fighter. You’re okay. You’re okay.”
“You’re alive.” “I am,” I reply. “I’m kind of hard to kill.”
It’s like a mixture of love and not being able to breathe unless she’s around – thoughts that run wild wondering what she’s doing, where she is, if she’s thinking of me. It’s the butterflies that flutter like maniacs when I know I’m going to see her soon. The Stacey Rhodes Effect.
“Because I love you. I’ve been in love with you for ages – it’s been all I’ve thought about. And I keep falling more in love with you every single fucking day.”
“Ty moy, Vesnushki.”
Kade Mitchell is a glitch in my system. He was never supposed to be in my life. I was never supposed to sneak behind my friend’s back to take all of his firsts as I handed him mine. We were never supposed to fall in love and travel the world together. We were supposed to fuck each other until we passed out though. No matter how secretive and messed-up our lives are, holding us both back from what we want, sleeping together without anyone knowing works.
“We have an emergency announcement. Reports say that Tobias Mitchell has escaped his institution this afternoon and is currently at large. The murderer and psychopath was given a life sentence over twenty years ago.”
“He’s the son of Tobias Mitchell. He doesn’t need help.”
