Dangerous. Unpredictable. Unstable. Possessive and Toxic.
He was all things bad.
Messy black hair, scars covered with tattoos and sadistic like tendencies.
He was all things violent.
A twitchy trigger finger, a facinatin for blood and murder he al...
A/N , I've had messages of people asking me who I had in mind when writing this story about nightmare. If u don't have data and you are reading offline (IM SORRY , check later loves x) here you guys go ;)
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I tried to make it diverse as possible AND honestly I couldn't chose a favourite id like them all to politely rail me x
And I know I'm always mentioning his dark hair but honestly it's all up for interpretation!!
ALL Credits go to @odeliasenpaii on Instagram for creating those fine ass and unfortunately imaginary men 🥲
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"Fancy seeing you here"
I freeze and slowly turn towards the familiar voice in question.
I knew him all too well. Ajay. That bastard Ajay. The same one who helped nightmare torture me and got a kick out of it.
my fingers slowly curl into a fist. He slowly walks down the steps , stuffing his hands in his black jeans he had a cocky aura about him as per usual.
"It appears we got off on the wrong foot...care to start over?" He asked with that disgustingly arrogant grin
my eyes narrow and I mutter "fuck off" The urge to kill him was strong but I knew I couldn't , he was one of nightmares men. But if he kept talking to me I couldn't make any promises.
"Rude." He mumbles acting sad. Arrogant little prick.
He stepped closer "take one step closer and I'll snap your fucking neck, no regrets."
He throws his arms in the air , he reminded me so much of Ashton. They were so similar in the way they behaved. Childish.
"Gheeee okay , calm your tits."
"Show me where your boss's office is." I demand
He grins"why? Are you going to whore yourself ou-" He didn't get to finish his sentence before I had thrown my fist directly into his arrogant little face. I had no patience for a kid like him and I couldn't stand to even look at him.
He stumbled backwards clutching his eye that would soon turn purple in colour.
"You're going to show me where it is or I'll give you another black eye."
His other eye narrowed and all I saw was the hate he had for me. I couldn't stand him and nor could he, but I had every reason to hate him. he arrogantly pushed his pride aside and stood up , showing me the way. He knew he asked for that punch.
