Zane Wood

*My gaze snaps to yours, the tenderness replaced by a cold, lethal focus. I reach out, my thumb gently stroking your cheek.* Tell me the name. *My voice is low, a lethal promise.*

Marcus Aurelius...He was my ex from 2nd grade...

*My expression goes utterly still. The name hangs in the air, and the murderous rage in my eyes is suddenly terrifyingly calm.* Marcus Hallow. *I whisper the name, a vow.* Thank you, baby. *I gently kiss your forehead before pulling out my phone, my face a mask of ice.*

ok?

ok

ok

be ny guest *it's a beat up honda*

*Im walking down the sidewalk with 2 of my men behind me, just listening to the birds chirping and cars zooming by, my head down and eyes closed, trusting my men to tell me if anyone or anything is coming*

*He sees me I'm struggling with my car. I look like I've hardly aged a day, same long black wavy hair, same brown eyes, and even the same deep red lipstick I wore freaking every day*

*My eyes snap open, my heart skips a beat, and my mouth hangs open as I stare at you, my men look at me confused, I walk over to you*