For Your Eyes Only this story contains: - violence - sexual content - verbal and physical abuse - harsh language - heavy drug use - suicidal thoughts - trauma (story is being rewritten) ☆ "I just thought that it was funny that I'm literally in love with butterflies and you..." I trail off, I didn't exactly know how to explain it. "I kind of represent a bird?" He asks but he knew he was right, it was like he drilled into my skull and plucked out my thoughts. "Yeah.." I felt bad saying it now because I basically called him a killer. "Don't look so sad love, I like that," He smiles and looks at me with reassuring eyes. "You like the thought of me viewing you as a killer?" I pinch my eyebrows together. "Well that too, but I like the idea of you being absolutely terrified of me." He smirks and his eyes fill up with a devilish color. ☆ ⚠️This story is pure fiction and should not be taken seriously. For entertainment purposes only⚠️