#tm sterling

[starlitangels]

Yup! That video now has a part 2!

[sad-boy-hank]

Love, but really like the idea of the response being “No. I don’t love you. I want you to cry, to sob, to beg, to feel yourself break apart with desperation as I continue to deny you. There is no love from me, understood? I’m only here to watch your suffering with glee.”

I have no idea who this would even go to but yeah, an idea.

Love “Please, I just want to be yours. . . Let me!”

You stared at the bloody ground in shock. It was done. Rot'd done it. Rot'd done more. Bullet holes covered Bryan's body, blood oozing out of the wounds like slime. It was disgusting. You felt its hands on your padded shoulders. "I'm sorry about him," Sterling whispered. "He. . . he was too close to realizing-"

"We both know that's bullshit," you snapped. "You knew for a fact once you killed Sam nothing was gonna fuck you up." You began panting, hot with anger. "You knew the job was done. You just want me alone."

Sterling paused, zoms hot breath making your hair stand on end. It gently clicked the secures of your helmet. "Please," it whispered, sliding off your helmet, "I just want to be yours. Let me."

"N. . . no."

Rot gasped. "Huh?"

"No!" You repeated. "I don’t love you." You could hear Sterling begin to cry as you went on. "I want you to cry, to sob, to beg, to feel yourself break apart with desperation as I continue to deny you. There is no love from me, understood? I’m only here to watch your suffering with glee.”

There was silence and, for a moment you hoped Sterling had left. A chuckle sounded from behind you. "Then I guess I'll keep trying."