89. Aéolyn - Cara Delevingne
I love that weather between summer and fall
But it’s also a nice feeling to know summer is approaching
Tate holds my hand and we just lock
He smiles and I get butterflies
When I sense he’s going to move his hair
I push it away for him
He says it
What I’ve been craving for
‘Let’s kill someone.’
I jump in for a kiss
Touching his chest as I do
Like an excited teen
I walk with a bounce of anticipation
I follow Tate
His scent surrounds me
With a sense of wonder and attraction
He knows exactly where he’s going
He tells me
They’re girls he says
A brunette and a blonde
You’ll like the blonde he says
I’ll really like her
That’s what he says
They’re a lesbian version of Bonnie and Clyde
Going on a nonsensical rampage
Killing anyone they have a chance to
He points to them in a crowd
There he says
His voice coerces me
He’s right the blonde is gorgeous
She looks just like Cara Delevingne
Her hair flies in the wind like a phoenix
Her eyes like lily pedals in her sockets
Green, vibrant
I unlocked my gravitation to her to witnessed the brunette
The blue in her eyes shocked me
Cold
Yet important
Her power lies there
Streaks of a variety of colors plagued her natural auburn hair
It pried out of her scalp praying for attention
They sat there drinking fancy Cosmopolitans
Like average women
With not a care in the world
Tate tells me he just wanted me to see them
But we had to go to his apartment first
To fix it for them
If I could lift an eyebrow really high
I would
He takes my hand and pulls me away from them
We go back to his apartment
A warm place
Clean
Nearly spotless
With a life of its own really
The walls a warm brown
The floor with white tiles
Huge speakers
And a king size bed
With red and black comforters
You could get lost within
He walks in and turns on the music
Instantly
Then he walks back to me and kisses me ever so lightly
‘Let’s begin.’
He says
