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What do I want from you? Everything. Every-fucking-thing.
Your life. Your heart. Your fucking soul. All of it. I want it. I want you. Covered in my blood, bound to me in yours.
The boy’s eyes find mine through the crowd of people waiting in line. He doesn’t smile. He winks at me. There’s blood on his hands.
“I’ve always given a fuck about you. I would bleed for you. Kill for you.” He steps closer, reaches for my
trembling hand, pulling it from my mouth, to his chest. “I would die for you, Sid.”
“You deserve the world. I’d burn it down before I let anyone give you less.”
He’s always wanted me to bleed for him.
But when you’re a child of the 6, you pray for scars.
It means you fucking survived. But the girls…they won’t.
Brevis ipsa vita est sed malis fit longior. Our life is short, but made longer by misfortune. And when the worst of my misfortunes comes to fruition, I’m fucking done here.
This is no place for a hero. I’ve never needed one of those. Heroes back down when blood spills. Villains fucking dance in it.
“You’re mine, Lilith. You’ve always been mine. And I’ll never let anyone get that close to you again, okay?”
“No one else’s. Ever. We’re done. This is it. Hate me, love me, fuck me, run from me. I don’t care. You’re stuck with me.”
