I turned the music up a little. I paused, wondering if I should sway my hips to the beat as my body demanded. I moved slightly, slight enough that only I would notice. I opened my eyes a little bit and saw him watching me. I brushed off my moment of peace and did a half skip over to him, draping my arms around his neck. The music made me bold. 

I remember us kissing so hard our teeth clacked together. It felt like it’d been ages since I’d had his lips on mine. I straddled him, ran my hands over his face to memorize every detail. At one point he was leaning over me, looking down with a fire in his eyes. His finger tips savored my face too. His nails ran over my back and thighs. There wasn’t a thing he did that I could not revel in. He made me hungry for his kiss, his touch. Pin pricks lined my bones and turned into tiny tingles that laced throughout my nervous system. My eyelids fluttered as a passion threatened to pull me under. 

I faded in and out of the simple pleasure and soft gestures. He brushed his lips over my lips, my jawline, neck and bit softly on my shoulders. His strong arms wrapped around my body. 

“I love you,” I sighed. I felt I might die I was so happy.

(Source: little-red-wolf)

I’m not sure where I want to go. Somewhere sounds nice. Anywhere sounds ideal. I’m just so tired of being trapped in this low state. I hear a voice in the back of my mind whispering, “But you’ll miss me.” Maybe I will. But the chances are pretty high that I won’t think twice of this place once I’m on my own. I like the sound of that. “On my own.” That rings the lightest of glass bells that sends chills down my arms and up my spine. It’s such a pretty chime. 

I’m human. I want and want and want. If I’m stuck here too much longer I’ll just take everything until there’s nothing left. I’d like to leave here before I’ve bled happiness dry. 

(Source: little-red-wolf)

“What are their names?” He glared back at me with a hard stare. “No,” you said firmly. I know you’re not stupid, but I was hoping to catch him off guard enough that he’d let one slip. Just let one name drip from his tongue. “I know what you’e thinking,” he snapped. The thing is I believed him. I swear God has given you some sort of power because it’s as if you can read my mind. “That’s alright,” I started. “I’ll get their names another way.” To myself I said, “If so much as a scratch comes to him from one of you I will kill you. My luck might run out and I’ll die in the process. But I’ll shoot you in the face before you have me.” I was talking to one of them in particularly, my first target. I laugh now, as if he heard me! As if I could even graze him with a bullet! 

The last thing we said to one another was “te amo.” When the phone clicked to signal he’d hung up on me I fell to my knees. I don’t know how long I was like that praying to God. I have no business going to Him. “Look over my sins for one second. I beg of you do not take him away now.”  I prayed until, when I finally did get up, my knees locked and I sort of stumbled to bed. 

And thank God we both woke up again.

(Source: little-red-wolf)

Black night

Blood on my heart

Blood on my palm

I’ve murdered tonight

Took out the heart

I’m sorry I meant you to live

Can you forgive?

Black night

Your blood on my lips

Your blood on my palm

I’m sorry but you gave me such a fright

He stretched out on the bed, raising up his arms. They climbed up the wall they were so long. I too was laying down on his bed, my legs thrown over his; or bodies opposite from one another. “You remind me of a wolf,” I spoke up. He chuckled, “Oh do I now?” I nodded, not caring whether he knew I answered him or not. “Care to elaborate?” he purred. I rose up then and climbed over him. His eyes went a little wide with surprise as I sat myself on his lap.

“What big eyes you have.”

I brushed my thumbs over his eyelids and caressed his face with my fingertips. I stroked his hair aside until he opened his eyes to me again.

“All the better to see you with.”

“What a long nose you have.”

I ran my index finger from between his dark brows to the tip of his nose. He took a deep breath and licked his lips. He breathed in again, drinking in my scent. 

“All the better to smell you with.”

Something had changed when his dark brown eyes met mine again. He looked at me with animal eyes. Hungry black eyes. A laughed rumbled through his chest and he flashed his big grin. A grin full of sharp teeth.

“What big teeth you have.”

That grin widened. His lips shouldn’t have been able to stretch that far. From ear to ear- that smile tugged across his face.

“All the better to eat you with!” 

His nose elongated. His smile ripped his face in half, forming a long maw. It was so quick. In one second he was a friend I knew and in the next he was a wolf. A grey wolf that kicked out from under me to pin me down. Before the next scene happened I remember thinking clearly that his pelt described him perfectly. Seemingly harmless like a white wolf, but wicked and evil like the black wolf. I thought this right before his teeth closed around my face. He snarled and ate me up. He tore into my cheeks, lips, eyes, and throat. He bled my chest in two with his claws.

I could hear him laughing over my screams as the blood formed a halo around my head. A halo that looked very much like a red hood. 

(Source: little-red-wolf)

Darling, darling you say it’s easier to hurt than heal.

But don’t hold me back because I want to feel. 

(Source: little-red-wolf)

Coiled back, enfolded in tendrils
Fangs bared in spite and remorse
I saw something so beautiful
Beating frantically to be set on a coarse
Wings unfurling from your back
Lay it down, this is not your fight
You’re better off than what they lack
I’d do anything to make things right
Moving with opinion; on your own
Curling your lips in distaste
Quiet your soul before you’re really alone
There’s something about you that couldn’t be a waste
Pacing on a vacant street
Lonely people by-pass your upturned face
Have you found what you desperately seek?
Light your wings on the wind of grace
What a handsome person
Loving and fighting in one
I fell in love with your littlest sin
I hope for the day when you’ve won
Back everything you lost
You live as a lone lobo
Unconcerned by the cost
Standing up high to howl your solo
Turning the tables to your accord
You live as a gambling man
Waiting on the world for an encore
You’ll do it all for your stand
When I say you make a bet
It has nothing to do with burning money
Come back down for a rest
Turn to what I saw, so lovely
Count the stars
Light by light
You’re going so far
I promise you, everything is alright. 

(Source: little-red-wolf)

I shifted, uneasy in my seat. I don’t chase after people. I never have and swore I never would. I believe in giving people the space they need. But the longer I waited, the more uneasy I got. It wasn’t just that he had gotten up and left me, but I felt like something bad was about to happen. Against my better judgement, I turned off the car, got out, and walked quietly to him.

I didn’t know him. I knew it was Andrew, his body- but his face was different. I didn’t recognize who he was. I hesitated before reaching out to him. Why did that feel so wrong? 

I caught site of the man I knew, briefly, before someone else took his place behind his eyes. Those eyes, that I claim to be so kind, had no life in them. Maybe I was reading him wrong, just as he reads me wrong. Regardless, I reached up and touched his face and prayed to God to give me all of his darkness. What was only seconds felt like hours, but God chose not to turn that over to me. 

Andrew asked me later, “Why are you looking at me like that? Like you hate me?”

I swallowed and looked the other way. He has no idea, and never will because I don’t like talking about this stuff. I like being cold and mean- being too kind makes you weak. But his questions hurt me. ‘I would give anything to eat your darkness, your pain, your fears. Everything bad inside your head, I would swallow it whole if it would wipe away those memories. Those nightmares you have.’ But I chose not to say anything. Instead, I chose to hurt because my look of desperation and such strong need to help him, looked like hate to him.

Maybe it was hate. Hate for everything that I can’t erase. 

(Source: little-red-wolf)

Over the end of the summer a friend and I laid back on his bed. We lay there, opposite ends, and said nothing for a long while. He eventually brought up something about relationships. “Relationships tend to lose their meaning after you put a label on it. Have you noticed that?” I bit the inside of my cheek, adding to the scar already there before I spoke. I wanted to say, ‘no’ but I took my time and thought about it. “Be still, but I think I agree with you.” His hand flew to his heart in shock; sarcastic bastard. He flashed his wicked grin, “Oh I have to hear this one.” I sat up. “With me everything is going perfect until I’m actually with someone. And then it’s ‘don’t do this, don’t do that.’ They stop trusting me, start accusing me. It’s tiring.” I arched my back as if to emphasize I needed to relax more.

He stretched forward until we were face to face. “Don’t rush things Paige. I’m not with anyone for a reason and it’s because of what you said. It’s too damn tiring. Wait a year or two…I’d recommend longer honestly, before you ever decide if you want to be with someone. If you don’t, I can promise you, you’ll regret it.”

I nodded, agreed with his words, before kissing him on the cheek and jumping up to grab a glass of water. “Thank you kind sir for such wise words.” I bowed in mock. 

I agreed with him up until I met someone else, someone who actually made me want to be a better person. I found I didn’t want to continue to fall with my friend; I wanted to better myself. 

Unfortunately, his words do hold truth. Everything changes once you put a label on things. To be honest, that’s fucking hard to get use to. 

(Source: little-red-wolf)

I’m awful

I suppose to a lot of people that’s beautiful.

Well, perhaps I think you’re quite lovely too.

(Source: little-red-wolf)

starswillfallagain:

Come close my eyes
They’re stitched wide shut
I’m floating down river
Disconnected from the rest of society
There’s a war still upstream
I can’t bear anymore to hear their screams
Don’t take it personal but you don’t deserve me
All you need is that pretty little thing
Breathe easy; I…

In that moment, it struck me so hard. It was a smell. That smell turned into a feeling and that’s when a memory I had forgotten came rushing back before my eyes.

As if I was reliving it right then and there. 

I blinked a few times; I fely dizzy.

Sometimes I cherish moments like the one I had today. Other times, I just want to throw up and push everything back into the box labeled “Forget.” 

(Source: little-red-wolf)

(verse 1)

He tore at me with a sweet smile.

All at once I was bending to his will.

Falling fast in a heartbeat,

He knew he had me with those bright eyes.

Caught up in the rush now I didn’t see those eyes go black.

(Pre-chorus/chorus)

Now we’re falling fast to the rhythm,

Breathing out heavy sighs. (The heat is picking up)

Bodies moving in the dark now

I think a monster has caught my soul

Licking his lips, eyes set for the kill

I can’t move, that stare has pinned me down

Crawling on the bed, twisting in the sheets

A possession has taken my mind

That monster has bled me out and he’s craving for more

(verse 2)

Breaking down those pretty false lies

Wicked laughter of a sweet lullaby

Falling down there’s no turning back

He knows he’s got me in his claws

Fell for a monster, my heart is bleeding out in a flash.

(pre-chorus/chorus)

Now we’re falling fast to the rhythm,

Breathing out heavy sighs. (The heat is picking up)

Bodies moving in the dark now

I think a monster has caught my soul

Licking his lips, eyes set for the kill

I can’t move, that stare has pinned me down

Crawling on the bed, twisting in the sheets

A possession has taken my mind

That monster has bled me out and he’s craving for more

Tear everything down
Lead her in with pretty little lies
When he grins, he smiles like a wolf
He’ll eat you up and spit you out
You stupid little bitch
Blinded by that red hood
Red like the blood he’s going to spill
He won’t be sated ‘til you’re done
The way he growls her name
Makes me howl with rage
Lick those lips
You hungry thing
Grab her neck
And hold on tight
He sinks those teeth right in
The beast has been summoned
Careful Little Red
Lest your eyes betray your secret
This isn’t a love story
Just a beast and a beauty 
A fucked up quiet story
She sees a king
Her as his queen
Look at how they’ve fallen
Nothing but fucking monsters
He’s got her now
In a forest tightly bound
Her pale skin is on display
There’s nothing in his way
Feast on her mind
She’s locked up tight inside
A story she made for the two of you
End her now and be through. 

(Source: little-red-wolf)