neil felt his arms tied behind his back. he wasn’t in the car, wasn’t in any room or any real place. it was just dark. black. he couldn’t see anything, but could feel the tight metal of the hand cuffs scrapping into his wrists. the world was a mindless shape, an empty space.
beside his ear, he heard lola. she whispered cruel nothings beside him, taunting him, torturing him with words. threatening the foxes. threatening his family. she told him what she was going to do to him.
“i’m going to set your body on fire,” she told him, and he cringed, curling into himself. “i’m going to carve you into pieces.”
and he knew she was not lying because he could feel the fire on his arms, crawling up to his face, flames wrapping around him. he could see the ugly red and orange overlapping his skin. he was crying, begging, pleading as he felt his body boil and burn.
You tear yourself apart at the joints, starting at your ankles and working your way up each vertebrae, dislocating your shoulders before tearing at your elbows, your wrists, your knucklebones, until they all float like omens in front of you.
You take out your teeth and dye your tongue gold. You rebuild yourself out of lies and lies and lies and lies and-
You rebuild yourself out of gold, bind your bones back together with (lies and) piano wire you stole from the house next door, paste a layer of idiocy on in place of your skin.
He loves you anyways.
He kisses you and pulls away shocked, not because you taste horrid but because you taste like his blood, when his lip splits or his nose bleeds.
The two of you are untempered and 100 proof, choking on the lies you’ve both been fermenting in your lungs.
Here is the evidence that you are wicked, here, in his shell-shock grin that echoes your own.
It was cold, the winter air was angry, you had been waiting forever now for it to pass. It was windy, dull, cloudy, and snow had fell to the ground from last nights storm. Today was calm and collected, but it was still cold so it didn’t mean much.
You hadn’t known why you agreed on seeing Hwiyoung but you did. You wanted to completely cut him off by now. It wasn’t right that night. What you guys did wasn’t accepted. It was downright wrong and you knew it. Plus you had a boyfriend and you’d like it to stay that way.