I’ll take all of her soul and pour in my spite. She will eventually come back to me, on all fours. The mind strengthens the heart, roughing the edges to prepare it for war.
Can the cries of my aching soul be enough to drown out the burning embers of my mistakes? I’m not just in the middle of this game, I’m helping orchestrate it. Shit like falling in love with a boy who knows how to rip my world apart and raise hell with a simple flick of his wrist. It merely exists around us, within us, possessing our souls and making us do stupid shit. They say magic isn’t real, but isn't it the closest way to describe love? It doesn’t exist physically. Things that fuel our bodies with adrenaline and bring our demons to their knees. You could roll with Midnight Mayhem for years and still not reach the surface of the kind of shit they hide behind the curtain.Some girls like things that are destructive and toxic. Everyone sees the carnal aesthetic of their shows and think that they’re just that-performers. Not sure I wanna play clown fetishes with the crazy train. They’re all fucking unstable and sick in the head. “You sure that you want to involve Midnight Mayhem in this?” Midnight Mayhem isn’t just a carnival crew. That in itself, is not to be taken lightly. Our society runs deeper than the soil in which this damn fucking city was built on. We don’t have rules, we have laws, and they were written in the blood of our ancestors.
We’d 86 your ass after sewing off all of your limbs and send little RIP packages to your loved ones. The Elite Kings isn’t just a club, or a crew filled with cute little preppy boys who beat people up when they don’t obey to their mundane little rules. There’s a reason why we got our names and there’s an articulately savage way in how we obtained it. Now, that doesn’t sit right with us, no, the fuck it does not. Our fathers contained it for years, as did their fathers, but there have been whispers that they’re creating their own fucking Kingdom. There’s a road that cuts down the middle of Riverside-along with the original Riverside Prep school-fucking haunted castle-and the town of Riveredge.
It has been the war that has been stewing for generations that is slowly starting to reach boiling point.
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