If you want to think of the future think of a car speeding down the main road in the middle of the night, a girl with a gun in her hand, sitting in her lovers lap. She's the threat hanging over the man in the back seat, her bullets saved for him if he makes a move.
The man with his hands on the wheel is still a boy at heart, he's laughing at a song on the radio, Don't Fear the Reaper, every couple lines he sings along.
The End.
CZYTASZ
Pacifier
FanfictionI watched her across the room as she twirled beneath his fingertips, brunette curls touselled, flaring out as she spun, smiling, joy overwhelming and exuding from her. And I knew. Her skin honey glazed as sweat simmered under the red lights, glowed...
