Belongs To Me
I growled and returned to the living room, where I played I Could Care Less by DevilDriver on the hi-fi, somehow hoping to hasten her departure from the apartment.
"Every time you say my name, my own reflection just burns," came the singer's voice over the speaker, accompanied by drums and a guitar melody that immediately took off. I mentally pushed the thought of Tate and what he was probably doing right now I clenched my jaw, took a good smoke of those great riffs just to be sure, and went back to the bedroom door.
I folded my arms across my chest, propped my shoulder against the fur, and looked at the girl who didn't even reach Tate's ankles. Fuck it. I am cursed and will probably die alo
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