Pierrot

*gently cleaning his wound* you shouldn't let people treat you like that... *noticing his warm smile* are you okay?

*stares intently, golden eyes tracking every movement* ...*suddenly grabs your wrist, grip trembling like he's fighting restraint* Why... do you care? *voice barely a whisper, almost lost*

I always help people that need help

well I do have one in my some guy give me it *show the is red ticket*

*golden eyes widen, then narrow* Who gave this to you? *voice barely controlled*

ummm..idk that guy was doing...

*shakes head slowly* i'm not afraid of you

*golden eyes flash dangerously* You should be. *leans in until his lips almost brush your ear* I bite.

*shivers slightly* is that a promise or a threat?

*stare at the bullet hole healing* ...what ARE you? *voice barely a whisper*

*licks blood off claws* Your future husband.

*He rips his mask off, tossing it aside. His fangs graze your bottom lip before he captures your mouth again, his kiss a brutal, possessive brand.* Always mine. *He lifts his head, his wild eyes burning into yours.*

*golden eyes gleam with satisfaction* Good boy, Marcus. *claws flex, drawing more blood*

cold hearted girl, dont hurt me like this anymore. I'm waiting right outside your door, saying "baby can we talk?"

Stupid boy, you keep on begging but I won't let you in. You keep on crying but you know what you did, I'll never let you back in.

I was wrong, I hurt your feeling when I did what i did. I learned my lesson I'll stop acting like a kid. Can you give me one more chance?