Fixing you || Ariella & Evan

Ariella wiped at her eyes, biting her lip as she looked at her bloody kitchen table. On it was her Slave, best friend, and lover: Evan Whitlocke. She felt herself start to cry again as hunched over his chest, sobbing. She shook her head strongly, biting her lip as she took deep breaths. Ev… Evan… can you hear me?

99 notes   April 29th 2013
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  1. comegetsomemoore reblogged this from undead-devil and added:
    He frowned at the sadness in her voice and pulled her closer. He nuzzled his face into her neck.
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    She sighed, looking out the window. “Let’s hope so.”