Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Three
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"Oh.." I đã đưa ý kiến and he nodded in agreement on how bad that truely was.
"Tabra didn't...it was just me. I was Haus's favorite." He spat Haus's name as if he was spitting on his face for a final goodbye.
"I'm so sorry." I đã đưa ý kiến and he looked at me, and I could have sworn he was a bit teary-eyed.
"Don't be. It's not your fault. I went to them in my time of need, and I agreed to killing them. I was blinded bởi tình yêu from a friend, blinded bởi his false pretences. I finally figured it out. He was using me for nothing but murder! I'm glad I'm gone."
"He's so...mean and-"
"Evil?" He đã đưa ý kiến and I nodded. "Yea, he is."
"Must have been hard." I replied and a tear slipped his eye. I couldn't blame him, this was a very sad story.
"In a way, I think of this tattoo as a curse. As if, once people see me they are dead."
"As if looks could kill," I filled in the blank of a one-liner I grew up with.
"Exactly. But, my looks didn't kill them. My actions did." Another tear escaped.
I'm not gonna' ask him how he killed them, that's crossing the 'LAST-STRAW' line, I already crossed one line bởi asking him how bad it was.
"Don't be." He wiped his face, looked at his hands somemore, got up, and left the room.
Volume Three
BuffyFaithfan1
_______________________________
[EIGHT]
"Oh.." I đã đưa ý kiến and he nodded in agreement on how bad that truely was.
"Tabra didn't...it was just me. I was Haus's favorite." He spat Haus's name as if he was spitting on his face for a final goodbye.
"I'm so sorry." I đã đưa ý kiến and he looked at me, and I could have sworn he was a bit teary-eyed.
"Don't be. It's not your fault. I went to them in my time of need, and I agreed to killing them. I was blinded bởi tình yêu from a friend, blinded bởi his false pretences. I finally figured it out. He was using me for nothing but murder! I'm glad I'm gone."
"He's so...mean and-"
"Evil?" He đã đưa ý kiến and I nodded. "Yea, he is."
"Must have been hard." I replied and a tear slipped his eye. I couldn't blame him, this was a very sad story.
"In a way, I think of this tattoo as a curse. As if, once people see me they are dead."
"As if looks could kill," I filled in the blank of a one-liner I grew up with.
"Exactly. But, my looks didn't kill them. My actions did." Another tear escaped.
I'm not gonna' ask him how he killed them, that's crossing the 'LAST-STRAW' line, I already crossed one line bởi asking him how bad it was.
"Don't be." He wiped his face, looked at his hands somemore, got up, and left the room.
-Rosalie-
It didn't really bother me that a werewolf imprinted on Renesmee, it irritated the hell out of me that a werewolf imprinted on Renesmee.
Bella told me, on precisely 274 occasions, that, Jacob loves her, she loves him, be a good sport for their sake, etcetera. So I started ignoring the canine when it become "official" that we would be related soon.
bởi "official", I mean, they were getting hitched, I could no longer believe my own lie. (that someday, I would "La Push" Jacob of a cliff. Best fantaisie EVER.)
Jacob was one of those irritating things in life, like, the fact that there was absolutely NO plug outlet for my hairdryer whenever we went on "camping" trips for long periods of time.
But, imagine that irritating crisis multiplied bởi 864. That's how much I resented the whole "Renesmee is going to marry a werewolf" idea.
In some ways, I didn't mind the dog. I knew he'd never hurt her, but that was the extent of my compassinon for werewolves.
It didn't really bother me that a werewolf imprinted on Renesmee, it irritated the hell out of me that a werewolf imprinted on Renesmee.
Bella told me, on precisely 274 occasions, that, Jacob loves her, she loves him, be a good sport for their sake, etcetera. So I started ignoring the canine when it become "official" that we would be related soon.
bởi "official", I mean, they were getting hitched, I could no longer believe my own lie. (that someday, I would "La Push" Jacob of a cliff. Best fantaisie EVER.)
Jacob was one of those irritating things in life, like, the fact that there was absolutely NO plug outlet for my hairdryer whenever we went on "camping" trips for long periods of time.
But, imagine that irritating crisis multiplied bởi 864. That's how much I resented the whole "Renesmee is going to marry a werewolf" idea.
In some ways, I didn't mind the dog. I knew he'd never hurt her, but that was the extent of my compassinon for werewolves.