lt all happened so fast. One minute they're walking, laughing, smiling and then the next… It all happened so fast. She was filled with anger and was fueled with revenge. She wanted blood. She wanted them to be in a casket, just like how they wanted her brother. And no matter what obstacles appeared, she will get that blood. She wouldn't stop until she did.
A story about characters, and how they interact with one another and the drama that is placed upon them. They fight, cry, hate and love and in the end, everyone gets their 'happy ending'. Just kidding. Not everyone does, but, c'est la vie, am I right? I hope you read and enjoy this and how it goes. There might be a trigger in the first story arc thing, so... yeah. Thank you!
Some day, this needed to stop. I knew better, deep down inside. But he was my father. What was I supposed to do? I'm Leila Thomas, seventeen year old senior at Woodcrest High School. I have a handful of friends, only because I don't really talk to people. My mother left me and my father abuses me. And, I somehow know latin... and weird spells. (This summary also eats booty. Sorry)
Possible Trigger, sorry. A short little story that came to mind while listening to PartyNextDoor's EP PNDCOLOURS. 'She didn't cuss that much before. She was never this petty before. He fucked her up. He ruined her. She changed in order to be able to adapt to this. "If I fuck you hard enough, would you stop cheating?" She mutters as he presses kisses to her cheeks. "You can try."'
A short little one shot I dreamed up. I hope you guys like and enjoy this. Riley comes back home from jail, looking for the love of his life Maira, only to find out she's moved on. He doesn't handle it too well, at all.
"She don't want you!" He clenches his fists at his side, anger building up in him. "Just like how I don't want you right?" He coldly asks, stopping her. "Yeah, that's what I thought." He says, turning back around. He didn't understand why he spoke sometimes, but he wasn't gonna let that shit fly. Inspired by Bryson Tiller's song: Don't.
'I hated how vulnerable he made me. No matter how hard I tried, he would always be able to coax the soft side of me. And he knew and manipulated it. He was the man I acknowledged as my soul mate. I knew my protests wouldn't last. They held no power, no matter how stern and cold my voice got. I was born to be with him and live my life with him in it, him as mine and me as his.'
A sweet little revamp. 'Riley just had to pick her, knowing damn well I needed him. I mean, I understand that we weren't… the best couple or anything, but still. I'm older now. I understand what I want and need to do a bit better now than I did when I was younger. I needed to forget about... things. And Riley helped.'
She had known him a good chunk of her life, and had a crush on him 90% of that time. And when she finally got her chance, she was over joyed. But things go wrong. Things always go wrong. Her love gets cut short by a pregnant woman who also has her eyes on him, claiming that it's his baby. And that doesn't sit right with her. None of this sits right with her. (This summary is bad)