“No funny business. I’ll scream and dead or not it will hurt your ears”

“Fuck you."I shrug. "You already have."She rolls her eyes as her cheeks gain color. "So I have."Bethany puts her drink down and her voice drops a few octaves, laughingly, "And what fun i had whilst doing it."I chuckle uncontrollably, at so small a thing? No. Maybe it's the fact I've realized why other men had held nothing more than a vague interest for me "Oh, Beth!" I mock lament, both in reaction to her silliness and my own thoughts.She abruptly stops laughing. "I swear to god, I would kill for your voice. Each time you speak it's like being ear fucked.""Ear fucked," I echo and wince. "No, thank you.”

“If another body pulled that shit, I would've screamed blue murder. I would have gone at them with my nails and not stopped until they were a bloody mess at my feet. Then I would have gotten the cricket bat hidden under my bed and spent a few minutes feeling guilty about not feeling guilt as i beat the crap out of the intruder waiting for the police to arrive.”

“That is your choice so embrace the damnation.”

“Why so worked up Lee? Why is your chest heaving? Listen to your heart fly, it beats fast like a hummingbirds wings. Does the harsh light of day make everything sick and reveal how depraved what you crave truly is?”

“You shouldn't play with your food. It's rude, barbaric, and there is nothing to be had but carnal gratification for the feral.”

“Ignorance is bliss.”