#hellblcze

She knew that she couldn't lie to him and get away with it. She had never done it before, and really she didn't know what she was thinking or doing. Sleep had been something she hadn't had in what seemed like days and she often left their bed when she became restless and didn't want to wake him up.

Pacing in the small den, she could feel guilt coiling in her stomach. She hated what this did to her, but by now she couldn't stop. The burn in her veins demanded to be sated and she closed her eyes for a moment before she held her hand out. ".raeppa laiV" her voice whispered, but nothing happened. Furrowing her brows, she tried again. ".raeppa laiV" and again nothing happened. She knew the house knew her magic, and knew her words and it should have worked but something was wrong. ".esaelP .esuoh ,laiv eht em eviG" her voice shook with the effort to keep calm as she looked behind her to see if John had woken up.

all you do is whine

"alright, luv, I have some questions and a hot tub ready here for you. come on over." -- @hellblcze​

oh no. “lord. okay. give me twenty minutes.” and in twenty minutes, there she was-- 

cutie

@hellblcze​ asked: “ she knows everything that is on my mind. ”

JESSE  MCCARTNEY’S  BEAUTIFUL  SOUL  SENTENCE  STARTERS

      “she--- she does, huh? well. that’s-- that’s something, i guess. so-- that means she knows that whole thing about you and hugs, too, i’d assume.”

   she’s not jealous. she keeps telling herself that she can’t be jealous, that’s not her. or at least, not the kind of jealous that most people expect out of a woman when there’s mention of another person. no, maya’s kind of ‘jealousy’ is the quiet and sad kind. the kind that kicks her in the stomach with reminders that she’s never felt like she’s enough for anything.

            but no, she’s not jealous, is she? she’s not allowed to be jealous ( according to herself )--- she doesn’t even know who john is talking about, as it is.

“i think i’ve seen you around before. you look familiar.” 

no ,go away