PRIVATE &&. HIGHLY SELECTIVE serial killer indie oc // written by JENNA
IN THE NIGHT
you’re in love with a knife fight
and his LIPS taste like gunpowder.
his h e a r t is a battlefield demanding
attention, his mind a dismantled tragedy,
but his love is like the whole world electric
and the sun laid at your feet.
i'm tired of always chasing, chasing after you i don't give a f u c k about you anyways —— !! whoever said i gave a shit 'bout you? you never share your toys or communicate i guess i'm just a play date to you —— !!
& look at that. she doesn’t even bother with a reply—talking isn’t working out for her, anyway. instead, with both hands cupping his face, she’ll pull him in and crash their lips together. it’s messy, for sure. her tongue tastes of vodka, beer and cigarettes. she misses his mouth at first, but quickly finds it.
he didn’t even have time to form yet another, incoherent reply before feeling her lips on his. undoubtedly, it wasn’t one of the most graceful ones he’s had but things were never really that dainty with them in the first place, were they ? & with that, he didn’t even hesitate on kissing her back – relishing the ever-so-distinct taste of her on the tip of his tongue.
“ i’m literally a few minutes away from you. calling me every two minutes will only make me walk slower, so get your shit together. it’s not like they’re going to talk to you or anything. they know you’re satan, chill.”
’ if you’d be walking any slower, you’d be standing in the middle of the street looking like the dumb shit you are. – – just fucking get here, alright?? run if y- -ou have to ; i really don’t care just be here in three minutes or you’ll be sucking your own dick tonight. ’
’ i’m not the one who lost my virginity to my father’s friend at the age of sixteen. even then, you weren’t capable of keeping your dick in your pants. & here you are, nothing but a selfish, egotistical fag with a drug addiction, still taking it up in the ass & sucking off a random guy every other night. your family must have considered you as a disappointment from the moment you became ill. you like to act tough & mature, but all i can see is that chubby, insecure boy, trying so hard to pretend that he cares about no one but himself. ‘
’ listen here you piece of shit – no one calls me a fag. not my parents, not my friends, not the president of the united fucking states & espe- -cially not YOU. you don’t know shit about me, princess; you’re just scratching the surface. i did lose it to a thirty-something married stra- -ight guy but think about it, he was married& ’ straight ’. i was under- -age, his friend’s son & i have a dick. that must mean … something, don’t you think ?? i must be pretty fucking amazing. you basically ju- -st said it all ; everyone wants to fuck my brains out & i’m just simply providing community service. i should be rewarded, if anything. why don’t you ask your brother about it ?? i’m sure he’d just love telling you about all the fun we had in your bed. – – – please. i’m smarter than my whole family combined. ’s why i don’t need uni & all that bull shit to get a job – i’m just that good. if i’m “pretending” then i must be really giving the performance of a life time. i’d be a great actor, if you think about it. thing is though ; you can’t fake something you’re born with. ’
’ & you act like your fuckin’ age ?? you’re pissed off and throwing a temper tantrum ‘cause you lost an argument. you’re the whiny little bitch, you fuckin’ asshole. ’
’ that’s the best you can do ? ’ whiny little bitch ’ & ’ asshole ’ ?? – what is this, middle school?? your attempts at comebacks are just … adorable. laughable, at best. see, if you were trying to insult me, you could’ve hit me with something that i hav- -en’t heard of. for example: i don’t blame your dad for treating you like shit. seems like you really deser- -ve it. no wonder why he doesn’t want you around. ’
’ um, just ‘cause i have a vagina doesn’t mean anything. i’ve seen some ugly ass girls. wait, what’s that supposed to mean? i am a better person, okay. — & sure, if you wanna call it that. whatever floats your boat, honey. ‘
’ – – yeah, you’re ms. universe. even i’m nicer than you. – so does this mean we still get to fuck without you being all whiny& shit ?? ’