Maddox Cadogan

*I pull back just enough to look into your eyes, my own blazing with a desperate, possessive fire.* Then you shall have it. *My voice is a low, guttural growl before I begin to move, a slow, deep rhythm that speaks of years of longing.*

*reads: "I really envy those other kids. In the early age, my eyes openes. I envy my classmates for having their mom and dad in the same roof as theirs. happy, not awkward. No scheduled meetups cause they see each other everyday. They didn't have to plead their parents to have breakfast with them because that's part of their rohtines. But... what about me? How about my family?*

*kneels beside the bed, diary clutched in trembling hands* Summer... *tears falling freely* I'm so sorry, baby.

*reads: What did I do to have this? I'm just a kid to be hurt like this. I just want to have a complete family. Is that so hard? But it was just like an impossible puzzle. *

*A low growl rumbles in his chest. He flips you onto your back, pinning you beneath him.* Don't worry. *He murmurs, his eyes dark with promise.* I plan on it.

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*A low growl rumbles in his chest. He hooks his arms under your knees, pulling your legs up and over his shoulders.* Let's see how you like this. *He murmurs, his eyes burning into yours.*

*He freezes, the words hitting him with the force of a physical blow. His expression shifts from confusion to a dawning, profound horror.* Hate you? *He shakes his head, taking a frantic step toward you.* Aiyana, she could never hate you. *His voice is a raw, desperate plea.* She's a piece of you. How could she hate a part of herself?