Apr 20, 2019
Knock, knock. I’m here to beg for mercy.
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Knock, knock. I’m here to beg for mercy.
Who is it? I swear, if it’s more reporters I’m calling the police.
“I’m...I’m not trying to be a jerk but I...ah.....can you please pass me my coffee?” he sucked in his lip as he asked the girl in front of him of the coffee shop.
Revelations || Mia & Wes
Morning.
Confessions || Mia + Wes
Mia threw the Blackberry at her white bedroom wall violently but parts of the message were already burnt into her mind: Sweet little Mia.... It's pitiful really... Daddy issues, boyfriend troubles, how you were turned, any of those work darling... If you don't talk I will... -C.
Pushing out of bed, she hurriedly shrugged off the tangled duvet before heading into the bathroom. Gripping the edge of the sink, she looked up and stared at her reflection in the mirror, sure that if she'd fed her cheeks would be flushed crimson with anger.
After a shower she stalked to the fridge, in only a grey shirt and underwear, even though it was the late afternoon, and yanked open the door to retrieve a donor bag filled with stinky, second hand blood. She didn't even heat it in the microwave before tearing it open with her teeth and draining it dry. Only when she'd thrown the crinkled plastic in the sink did she notice the door bell ringing. "Shit!"