say, then grin like a drunken fool, but instead of having too much beer, I’ve had too much pain. “You found me. You came for me. He said you wouldn’t.”
Tongue presses his lips against mine, cupping the back of my head with his hand as he owns my mouth. “Comet, not even death would keep me from you. I’d haunt you.”
“You’d watch me from the shadows?”
“Every single shadow, every time night falls, in every corner.”
I lean my head against his shoulder, finding comfort in his insanity.
Love is madness.
One day later
“I swear he was there,” Daphne says as she lays down in bed, nearly every bit of her wrapped with gauze. I’m about to call her my Mummy instead of my Comet, but that might not go over well, so I’m going to keep my mouth shut.
“I believe you.”
“You do?”
I hand her the pills she has not been taking, the correct ones. Doc replaced the ones the Groundskeeper switched out and gave her the ones she needs to have her psychosis bearable.
“Of course, I believe you.”
“You don’t think my mind played tricks on me?”
She told me about how she saw me, her mom, and dad, and not once did it make me think she was unstable. If anything, I only loved her more. “No, I don’t,” I state without a doubt and watch as she tosses the pills back along with a swig of water. I take the cup from her hand and place it on the nightstand. The light from the lamp shines against her brown hair and I can see the hues of caramel and red. “You’re beautiful,” I say, bending down and placing another kiss on her lips. I’ve missed them.
“So are you,” she replies, placing her palm against the only spot of my chest that doesn’t have a tattoo.
I’m about to give her a knife and ask her to carve her name into my skin when someone knocks on the door. I want to be left alone with Daphne. I’ve been apart from her for far too long. “What?” I growl and never stop staring at her intense blue eyes.
“Uh, Seer’s package arrived,” Reaper says. “And it’s hissing.”
Now that has my attention. I roll off the bed and open the door to see the Prez pointing down at a wooden box. “You better fucking hope it isn’t what I think it is.” Reaper stomps away and I bend over to pick up the box, it’s light, but I do hear hissing.
“What is it?” Daphne asks, pushing her glasses up her nose.
I love it when she does that.
“I don’t know. It’s from Seer.” I sit down on the bed and rip the card from the staple against the box. “Can you read it to me, Comet?”
“With pleasure,” she smiles.
She still finds a way to smile at me after everything she has been through. She takes another sip of water and clears her throat.
Tongue,
I saw something that told me your ol’ lady wanted a swamp kitty. Glad you’re safe. I’ll be in touch.
-Seer
“Fuck. Him being in touch is never a fucking good thing. He said he wasn’t going to get involved with us for a while,” I sigh, wondering why he won’t leave us alone like he wants.
“Oh my god, did you get me a kitten?” She tosses the card away and bounces her butt on the bed.
“Uh, I think your version and my version of kittens are different, Comet.” I pry the box open and find a baby gator with a red bow on his head. His tiny mouth is open, probably hungry no doubt, and he is hissing. I pick him up and cradle him to my chest. “Oh, he knows who his momma is. He isn’t hissing.” I stroke his back and look up from his big forest green eyes to see Daphne staring at me, open-mouthed and a bit pale in the face. “This is a swamp kitty,” I tell her. “Ain’t he cute?”
“A swamp…” she doesn’t finish her sentence. “It all makes so much sense now.”
“You don’t like him?” I panic, holding him closer to my chest. “We can build a home for him, you know. Out here. We can build him swamp.”
“What are we going to do with him until then?” Daphne leans forward and drags a finger under our new pet’s chin. “Aw, I think he likes that.”
I stroll to the bathroom, put the stopper in the tub, and fill it with a little water. Next, I take the bow off and set him in the tub. “Aw, you’re a happy camper. That’s what I’ll call you—Happy. I have some good food for you later. I keep a few tongues on ice. You’ll be pleased. Night, Happy.”
The gator hisses at me, and I know it has to be with love, and I turn around, turn off the light, and shut the door. I stand in the corner, not in darkness since the lamp is on, but I just watch Daphne, thankful that she exists and is safe.
“I feel your eyes on me,” she singsongs. “And tomorrow, when I’m not exhausted, I want to play with Happy.”
“Which happy?” I lower my voice, rumbling when I think about her touching my cock.
“Anyone one you want,” she quips.
I stalked, watched, and obsessed over Daphne when I shouldn’t have. I won’t ever regret finding her in darkness because she’s the light.
I’m an endless abyss of black space and she’s a comet, soaring through my skies.
She’s a rarity.
And she’s mine.
Happy For…
They think they won.
I have news for them—as long as I am breathing, they will never know peace.
Tongue is the bane of my existence. I didn’t only choose him because he is everyone’s favorite and was the freak of the fucking pack.
I hate MCs.
But most of all, I hate Tongue.
He’ll never be rid of me.
After all, we share the same bad blood.
Like mother, like sons.
STONE COLD BY DEMI LOVATO
HELL OF A VIEW BY ERIC CHURCH
SHAMELESS BY CAMILA CABELLO
USED TO THIS BY CAMILA CABELLO
BLACK SHEEP BY MILCK
DEVIL DEVIL BY MILCK
WHERE THE DEVIL DON’T GO BY ELLE KING
HURTS LIKE HELL BY FLEURIE
CRAZY BY ADONA
IN THE SHADOWS BY AMY STROUP
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