#ambxralert

@ambxralert

His heart was pounding. The sound drowning out everything else  in his point of view. His 'hero' was behind them, sprawled across the floor. He had been no savior. Nathan wanted him to love him, and he fucking STOLE Rachel. To think, the two of them had been his lifelines... Still, he should have seen it all coming.

Mark had only shown Nathan his artistic 'vision' once before. As much as he knew it was wrong, he wanted it to be something special. Something between the two of them. No one was getting hurt, right? Then why did he rush here as soon as it became clear Rachel was a target to him? He had been trying to kill her. The idea made him want to KILL his mentor. But he couldn't. Pathetic.

When she finally started to (sort of) come to, he felt relief wash through him. Even if she had broken his heart into a million pieces, he still fucking loved her. At that moment, he had to choose. Her or Mark? Somehow, he chose her. That meant something. He knew that they weren't safe. As soon as Mark awoke, he'd kill them.

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     “Man we haven’t even put down the bags yet and you’re already jumping my bones? You might be even more excited to be out of that truck than I am, and that’s saying something. My ass is really fucking sore Ray, we’re talking double cheek numbness here.”

     If she had to think of a picture to describe perfection, this would be about as near to it as humanly possible. LA skyline painted behind the window panes of their room high above the city. Cheap motels, but they didn’t need the ritz to be happy. Ripped and ratty bags dropped at her feet, she replaced them with honey strands of hair. Letting them fall from her fingers like a slow trickle of water. “Guess I can’t complain.”

Chloe is @justapirateiusedtoknow

Rachel is @ambxralert

Jefferson is @mxrksdarkroom

Warren is @empatheticomplex

Kristine is @fugitivcisms

Kate is @nomoremiracless