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I am quietly buzzed about residing in the attic, as it will really facilitate my hermit agenda.
real me too girl
He’s standing in my damn bedroom. I’m going to be sleeping in his damn bed. He’s my mom’s boyfriend’s son. And he was the worst thing to ever happen to me.
guys what the helliante
“I hate this. Why couldn’t I be more gay? This feels so anti-feminist.”
omg me every single day like why do i have to like men
The ultimate feminist win: thriving off the patriarchy for our own evil gain.
YESS
“What are the little tabs for?” His eyes are back on the book stacks, much to my horror. “I tab the useful bits of information. Vivid and grotesque murder scenes, for example.”
“Tate cannot see you like this,” Mitch says. “In fact, Tate cannot see other people seeing you like this. He’s going to go insane.”
Now I know what he did when he locked himself in the workshop all day. At the top of the stairs, wrapped up with a little ribbon, there is a tiny perfect wooden bookcase.
Honestly, where does she think that I will go? My own body is stabbing me from the inside and I have sweat running down my forehead. I hear her close the front door and I roll back on my stomach, into my little blood patch.
real i’m also on my period rn bestie
He’s hurting because I am hurting.
stoppp that’s actually rlly cute
“I only want to listen if I’m with you,” he says quietly, hands gripping his knees. Then he looks up my body until his eyes finally meet mine. “Only with you.”
ok wait this is so cute
“Whatever you want,” he mutters, eyes flashing dangerously close to the little camouflaged bookcase. “Such a gentleman,” I grumble dryly and I sink back against the comforter. I look at my college brochures and I want to hurl them out of the window. He shakes his head and walks out of the room. “Only with you.”
okay wait he kind of ate with that
“They’re not allowed to make fun of you. No one’s going to say anything to you about this because, if they do, they’ll have to deal with me.” He flashes me a cocky boyish smile. “You’re mine.”
okay buddy ur coming on a little strong
“You are my prey. But you’re also-” He fishes out the chain from under his shirt and holds the cross pendant up to me. “-the answer to all of my prayers.”
OKAY WHAT THAT WAS LITERALLY SO GOOD 10/10
But then he says, “Good,” in a hard, sure voice. “It’s about time that you had a real man in your house.”
Dayummmm
“You would look so good in one of those little church prisons, on your knees. What do you call them again?”
soooo this took a turn
“Well, you are the best thing that ever happened to me.”
“Why do you keep saying that I ruined everything for us? How can you say that? I would have done anything for you.”
“It’s just… it’s where you’ll make babies is all,” he finishes, and my eyebrows shoot up to my hairline. Whatever I expected him to say, it was not that. Tate wants babies?
WOAHHH THERE BUDDY U R 15
“I knew that my girl would be the sweetest little thing in here tonight.”
okay so like i think i officially don’t like this
That’s okay, I’d rather you just tell me what they want,” he says.
hes dislexic is my guess
Plus, Mitch is really attractive, so it wouldn’t gross me out if he thought about me naked.
WHAT IN THE SWEET HOME ALABAMA
“Baby, the reason why I typed you a message that time instead of writing it… the reason why I didn’t want to read the note that day…” He looks away from me briefly, wincing slightly, and then draws his eyes back to mine. “I’m dyslexic,” he says. “I have dyslexia.
OMG I WAS RIGHT IM A GENIUS BASICALLY EINSTAIN OVER HERE
