With every #end comes a new beginning. But some things simply should end: the patriarchy, American Idol and the lives of those who believe in oppression and limitation to their own benefit. #vss365
Just behind her, he pressed closer. His thickness a #pillar along her back.
“That can’t be real, you had work done,” Ella whispered and he drew her in closer.
“Looks pretty real, wanna see?” #bloodwidow#vss365
Ella closed her eyes, imagining the buildings were replaced by #aspen. The long trunks, brilliant yellow leaves, color and light in place of concrete chaos. #vss365
Her eyes held everything inside. An #acrostic vision to those who couldn’t see her heart breaking. One destined to die was not supposed to love.
And she would die. #bloodwidow#vss365
The touch was #featherlight, but the menace behind it penetrated layers of frosty indifference.
“You think you can hide from us?”
“No,” Ella removed his hand one finger at a time. “I think when the time comes, you’ll open the door for me to kill you.” #bloodwidow#vss365
Hesitation #flickered across her face as she faced them. Three specimens of male perfection, just as damaged and dangerous as she is.
“What’s your plan?”
“Before or after we make you ours?”
Ella licked her lips.
“Both.”
#vss365#bloodwidow
There was freedom in knowing she would die. The crippling daily #anxiety over right and wrong had fled with her diagnosis.
Now granted the choice between doing things the “right” way or “wrong”, she wallowed in the grey waters of ambiguity. #bloodwidow#vss365
@ChrisPlaysWrite If she says “I like you”, she likes you. If she says “you’re being creepy”, you’re being creepy. If she says “hey, stop drinking that Baja mountain due straight from the tap”, it means she wants some but not with added saliva. 😂😂😂 #womenlessons
It wasn’t challenging. Years of medical dramas had taught Ella how to #paralyze her victims.
She never did though.
They deserved to suffer as she did.
#vss365