Shattered to be His

𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙏𝙤 𝘽𝙚 𝙃𝙞𝙨
𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯

"You're a monster", I yelled, as tears streamed down my cheeks while my voice echoed in the empty room.

And all the response I received was his menacingly dark face morphed into a smile—a slow, sinister smile that stretched up his lips, "Yes I am."

There are two types of monsters-one that gets furious on being called one, who are just sinister and cruel.

But the other one, they smile on being called a monster. Their smiles are the darkest, appear slowly and when they appear, know that you're never finding your way out of their world.

And I—I'm trapped in his world, the world I once wanted to escape but later on became my home and the only place of comfort.

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"I'll break you till your each piece has my name. And then, I'll make you like the way I want to see"

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She was his deepest desire, an obsession twisted by his insane thoughts. He was determined to claim her in the worst way possible, for he was someone carved in the darkness, devoid of the existence of light-but just for 𝘏𝘦𝘳.