ghost of you.

           [  𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝖽𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝖾𝗇𝖽. 𝗂'𝗆 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆. 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂'𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂'𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌. 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗎𝖾 𝗆𝖾, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖺.   ]  

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He’s beginning to spiral, that much is clear. Once Kai got into the thick of one of these moods it would take a lot to bring him back down to earth. The speculation around his mental stability and the ridiculous rules he wanted to implement to Brookfield Heights certainly weren’t unfounded. Kai doesn’t seem to hear Joey’s pleads to stop his increasing rage, not until he’s holding her tightly and seeing the tears slipping down her face up close. “ I’m tired of being treated like my campaign is a fucking joke     Like I’m a fucking joke! “ The cult leader’s hands lessen their bruising grip on her shoulders and he forces himself to sit on the bed so he can take a deep breath. As much as he wanted to, and was perfectly capable of violently lashing out more, he didn’t want to waste his energy. Not yet. Joey could plead all he wanted, but if Kai decided to go after that reporter there was no one that would be able to stop him once he made that choice.

As much as Kai wished he could win over the public favor and avoid any conflict like this, he also knew that would go against everything he preached. This was about stirring up chaos, fear and rage to bring on a better world. If he catered to everyone who felt that his views were extreme or hateful than he’d just be like every other politician. “ I know I can rely on you, Joey…you’ll help me do the right thing. You know who I am. While others only look at me, you see me. “ His voice is quiet, eerily calm now compared to his previous outburst only moments ago. 

“ You’re right, we can’t hurt him directly. It would trace back to us too easily now that I’m on the board…but his family…it would be a shame if his wife were to have a terrible accident. “ Kai murmurs coldly, the words almost could be mistaken to him talking to himself if it weren’t for his eyes being completely fixed on Joey’s gaze.

𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲  𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬  𝐭𝐨  𝐫𝐮𝐧  &  𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞,  but  joey  finds  himself  unable  to  move.  there  is  a  familiarity  of  the  hostility  that  is  as  comforting  as  it  is  terrifying.  the sickness  they  feel  in  their  stomach  is  a  mixture  of  fear  &  disgust. fear  of  what  kai  might  do,  &  disgust  for  the  fact  that  this  kind  of  behaviour,  might  turn  her  on   in  a  different  circumstance.  for  someone  so  𝚂𝙷𝙰𝙼𝙴𝙻𝙴𝚂𝚂,   joey  feels   nothing  but  shame  now.

❝    you’re  not a  joke.  not  to  me.     ❞    [   do  you  really  believe  that  ?  or  are  you  just  trying  to  appease  him   joey  ?   is  kai  anderson  really  a  good  person  ?  or  does  he  just  satisfy  your  sick  fantasy  ?  ]     she   still   can’t   𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤   at   him,   it  hurts   too   much.   its  not   until  she  feels  the  grip   on  her  shoulder  leave,  that  joey  regains  the  use  of  his  legs &  sinks  to  the  corner,  still  shaking.  

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The cult leader’s arms wrap securely around Joey’s waist, pulling her flush to his body as she busies herself with a sink full of dishes. While Winter usually does the household chores, Joey had stepped up to help out. You wouldn’t hear any complaints from Kai about it, as long as he doesn’t have to do any cleaning he’s content in allowing his devoted followers to do it for him. While he would normally leave Joey alone while she does such a mundane task, her current outfit has been driving him crazy. Smooth legs on full display with a skirt bringing the look all together. 

His hand slowly brushes up and down her thigh, grabbing onto the hem of her skirt and tugging at it teasingly as he does so. “ You look nice today. “ Kai comments with a subtle smirk on his face, resting his chin against her shoulder to speak quietly into her ear. “ If I were to make any assumptions, I’d think that you wore this just for me to notice you, Joey. “  

𝐨𝐟    𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞   𝐬𝐡𝐞   𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭    𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝   𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠  !   joey   lives   to   serve   &   be   a   bright   𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙴𝚁𝙵𝚄𝙻   presence   to  everyone   around  him.   honestly   if  you   asked   them   this   morning,   joey   would   say  their   choice   of   attire   had   little   to   do   with   selling  herself.   when  she   grabs  the  bottle  of  chanel  n 5  rather  than,   chanel  bleu,   it’s   simply   because  she   feels  fem.  the  flowy  &   airy   soft   pink   blouse,   with   a  slightly  plunging  neckline,  is  just  cause  she   feels  soft.   the  slightly   darker  pink  skirt  with  the  black  flower  pattern,   is  nothing  to  bat   an   eye  at.  &  who   was   going  to  object   to  the  splash  of   color   on   her   eyes  &  the   sparkle   on   her   cheeks.   never    mind   what   was   under   the   carefully   chosen   skirt.   it    was    definitely   not   chosen   for   her.