In Peace Lies Havoc

I can’t fuckin’ share you, P. Ever. Even when you’re not mine officially, you’re still mine. That’s how it’s always going to be. I can’t fuckin’ function knowing you’re walking this earth, and it’s not me you’re walking it with. I can’t fuckin’ share you.”

per-SEF-un-nee.

Inhale the pain, exhale the agony, live another day

don’t want to fight. When all you do is fight in life, fight to live, to breathe, to exist, you get tired. I’m tired. Drained.

His lips are on mine again, his arm tightening around my waist. He releases me after a few seconds, and his eyes are searching mine.

Yeah, but always remember that in peace always lies havoc.”

When life has taken control of you in the form of tragic incidents, it’s hard to allow something so hollow to fill the empty parts of your life.

“You won’t always get what you want in life, Dovey. Sometimes things are going to happen that will make you wish you could change the course of your destination, but you can’t. You just have to keep driving and switch gears.”

I feel soft lips brush against the lobe of my ear, warmth slithering over my skin. “If you want to break free, Little Dovey, I would advise you not to scream.” His other hand comes up to the front of my throat, and he clenches. “It gets my dick hard, and you don’t want that.”

I wasn’t saved by Prince Charming. I was saved by a villain, and fuck being on his warpath.