#fishbohnes

“ are you going to kill me? ”  

“  no  .  ”  definitive  answer  is  betwixt  pressed  lips  ,  holding  back  anything  else  that  might  slip  out  until  he  had  thought  it  through  .  there  had  to  be  care  in  his  words  if  he  wanted  to  reach  her  .  it  was  never  easy  &  as  those  bright  pink  eyes  :  shimmer  .  that  filthy  drug  had  finally  slipped  into  her  veins  .  what  had  it  cost  ?

he  planned  to  find  out  .  tossing  aside  the  pipe  utilized  as  weapon  ,  he  thrust  arms  into  the  air  .  no  act  of  surrender  but  one  to  gain  trust  ,  let  her  see  he  did  not  mean  her  harm  as  he  drew  in  closer  .  raised  hands  cautious  as  they  sought  out  her  cheeks  .  jinx  :  powder  .  it  didn’t  matter  which  he  was  speaking  to  ,  only  that  one  would  listen  .

BLOWS A RASPBERRY AT HIM!!!!

“ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say?”  

this  game  of  theirs  ,  one  always  chasing  the  other  ,  at  some  point  he  had  out  grown  it  :  or  at  least  he  told  himself  he  had  .  growing  tired  of  always  trying  to  convince  her  what  she  was  doing  wasn’t  the  right  thing  .  that  she  needed  to  only  come  back  with  him  &  help  him  &  their  people  ,  the  people  of  the  lanes  ,  so  that  they  could  all  live  a  better  life  .  

but  there  were  only  so  many  words  ,  &  he  had  exhausted  himself  saying  them  all  .  only  for  her  to  laugh  in  his  face  time  &  again  .  a  part  him  didn’t  want  to  stop  saying  them  but  here  &  now  he  was  tired  .

after  their  fight  ekko  was  on  his  back  with  her  seated  on  top  of  him  ,  the  heat    of  her  favored  steel  stung  as  it  pressed  against  his  flesh  &  he  could  only  grit  his  teeth  :  a  snarl  in  response  to  her  own  feral  nature  .