#deathechoed

“This is what I brought you, this you can keep. This is what I brought, you may forget me. I promise to depart, just promise one thing... Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.” The words flowed from his lips effortlessly, once emitted he lifted his right hand to his lips. Cigarette tucked between his index and middle finger as he inhaled, the smoke and fumes annoying the beast that lay inside him. ‘Do you have to smoke those goddamn things? Givin’ me a fuckin’ headache for cryin’ out loud!’ A chuckle, a loud one at that flew from Fred’s lips as he rolled his eyes, tugging an ear bud free from one ear. “Yeah, too fuckin’ bed dickhead. You’re the one givin’ me a headache every goddamn day, so suck it the hell up.” One may have thought he was speaking to someone on the phone, but no. That was far from what he was doing.

        “I know that cry and it must be Amelia.” She says as she walks into the living room, “Bitch, I said come here when there is an emergency. What if I was in here getting the deep dickin’?”

“bitch, you’re crazy. you must got me confused for your other man. go knock him up.” omar answered almost before she could finish her sentence. he didn’t think for a second that amelia was serious about her request. she knew him too well. “i’m barely sure i want to knock you up. your pussy would be destroyed.” omar turned toward her with a slight smile and lifted brows. “and then what good would you be to me?” he questioned in an attempt to rile her up. 

“why are you like this?” omar questions, even as he places his hand on her thigh, ensuring there’d be no mistaking who the drunkard belonged to. “men can’t have babies,” he insists, though he begins to second guess himself almost immediately. amelia’s had far more experience with the supernatural world than he has. “they can’t right?” he shakes off the chill that runs through him at the though and considers her question with a tilt of his head. “if men had babies, they’d shit them out. penises don’t stretch like that. and you know, if you can’t fit a fist up an ass, i’m sure you could fit a baby too. the human body is a miraculous thing.” 

       “I can.. and I will. I will save you rather you choose to have faith in it or not. I WILL save you.. even if I have to make a sacrifice myself..”

              ‘Here goes nothing..’  She thinks to herself.

all kinds of wrestling tbh

“you don't know me, i'm too clean, i'm too holy. bitch, i'm godly.” - dej loaf in back up