@bodyscy
‘you have to be strong.’ he watches her with a steely gaze. he’s been waiting for this moment for years, pretty much since the day this couple adopted him and his sister. he hated them almost as much as he hated his real parents. now the time had finally come for them to die. and like he had done with their parents years ago, she would do now. he had made sure of that. atticus had spent time, worming his way into her had, twisting her world around until it consisted of him. and only him, ‘they’re not your family. i am.’ he moves behind her now, hand resting on top of hers to steady the gun in her hands, ‘you have me. you don’t need them.’ he shook his head. icy blue eyes watch the two people squirm in their chairs. they can try all they want they’re not breaking out of those knots anytime soon. his other arm slips around her waist mostly to make sure sh doesn’t chicken out and run for it. but it’s all under the guise of comforting her, ‘they want to separate us.’ he had overheard them one night after a family dinner. they wanted to find a way to keep her away from him. they thought he was bad for her. they were right. but they were too late. she was his no matter how hard they had tried. he had won and they were going to die knowing that, ‘take a deep breath.’ he murmurs against her ear, ‘you can do this. you will do this. now. pull the fucking trigger.’
