Zeynep_Marangoz

Love? Love? Yes, I was in love with you, and maybe I still am, but there's something inside of me that's bigger than your love. Something stronger.Something that consumes me more and more every day. It's like hate, but it's not, it's bigger, it's more violent.There was a very fine line between hate and love, and you always walked over it. Maybe you've crossed the border many times, but I chose not to see it.Then one day I got tired of this game. I'm tired of you walking over the line and closing my eyes to it. Our problem is not that I fell in love with you, it's that it's been so long since I've been there. Our problem is what you turned me into.because my love(!) When I first met you, I was a flower, you could kiss me, smell me, love me, but you chose to rip my leaves off.You played me to pieces. Then I became a fire. You couldn't kiss me anymore, you couldn't smell me, you couldn't love me. I'd burn you. That meant don't come near me.That meant I was burning quietly without hurting, but you, you wanted to destroy me. You didn't even let me burn. You didn't even have respect for the pain you caused.Now I'm a growing fireball. I'm not going to stop. Until I caught you.When I catch you, you're going to feel your flesh come out of your bone, it's going to hurt so much, you're going to want to disappear, but I'm not going to let that happen.I'm going to enjoy every moment of burning you. Because, darling, you didn't appreciate love. But you'll never forget the feeling of pain.The pain will enslad you to me. As long as there's pain, you'll always stay with me.

Table of Deadly Things: The Birth Of a Psychopath

Table of contents

Volume 1