#hell is calling

The announcement came on about going to the stage area and even though she really wasn’t in a concert mood she knew she had no choice but to go. The government had been very clear about all the residents being there which in her books just showed how much they wanted to control them but Bianca said nothing and walked to the area where she had been to go. Everything after arriving at the site was a complete blur. One moment people were having fun and the next there were screams and people running all around her. Bianca’s eyes stayed fixed on the seven demons that seemed to be enjoying the chaos that they had caused. Was that really a surprised though? It shouldn’t have been this is what they wanted after all. Bianca turned on her heel to go to the side she had pledged allegiance long ago when she bumped in to someone, someone familiar. “Jackson” she breathed looking in to his green eyes.

I just wrote the story and ill finish the rest tomorrow because I’m adding a two-parter but yeah guys im going to hell.

I never write either. I just had this idea last night and had to follow through with it and the fact I kept Clara in this American Psycho story hurts me and strangely satisfies me all the same.