Sparrow

by L.J. Shen

Lmfsoooo mood

Fear is a prison, and in prison you played by different rules to survive.

Guilt was a thief. It would steal your mind, mess with your priorities and would eventually steer you from your original plan.

“Good, because opinions are like assholes. Everybody’s got one, and they usually stink.”

Secretly, I had to admit, her laugh was not that horrible to listen to. That should have been my first warning that Sparrow wasn’t the only one cracking up. Her laugh was not that horrible to listen to. At all.

Troy Brennan was the devil, but sometimes, even good girls wanted a healthy dose of evil in their lives.

She was the kind of woman to lead a revolution, not to be kept in a luxury penthouse with a cheating husband. I was clipping her wings, and I knew it.

“Is it possible to feel your heart breaking, even when you’re falling in love?”

He gave me lies, and I ate them from the palm of his hand. He gave me lies, and for him, I closed my eyes.

And it was also the moment I knew that I would burn down the city and stop at nothing to find my wife.

She was my beauty, and I was her beast. But this was not a Disney flick. In real life, the beast goes back to his solitary life, a freak who lurks in the shadows and watches as his girl runs away back to the arms of her family.

Then I remembered nothing was fun anymore. Nothing was worth doing when Red wasn’t around. The only thing I wanted to do, and couldn’t, sadly was her.

Real love doesn’t disappear. It can turn into hate, and hate can turn into love, but those feelings won’t ever turn into indifference.”