Prey

55 3 4
                                    

You say you love me.

But when I look into your eyes,

I see a burning passion, a desire.

To kill, to burn, to rip me apart,

like a monster.

Slash!

You see me as prey.

Poor defenseless prey.

Poor defenseless me.

Defenseless to your love.

 

You've reached the end of published parts.

⏰ Last updated: Jul 24, 2012 ⏰

Add this story to your Library to get notified about new parts!

PreyWhere stories live. Discover now