H.D. Carlton

You will never be able to live without me, Zade,” I breathe. “If you’re my death, then I’m your fucking lifeline.”

She holds on to me like she’s falling, but I have no interest in catching her. I will always fall with her, chasing after her even in death.

Scars only serve as reminders of what we’ve survived, not what killed us

“Meadows, baby. Our last name is Meadows.”

Do you even like it?”

“I like you, does that count?”

“No.”

“If I catch you, I fuck you.”

“Let me know which stars you prefer. The ones above you, or the ones I make you see.”

I’m too addicted to you to ever let you go,” he murmurs. My eyes flutter closed, another dose of relief hitting me straight in the heart.

“But I don’t know how to make you stay,”

“I knew you were going to do this to me, little mouse. I’ve always known it was going to come to this,” he says softly.

You'll never escape me, little mouse.