𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒘 "𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕" 𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒓.     「 the bully of this story.       classic asshole. secretly soft.       fandomless OC. ships w chem.              mature/ dark themes 」              ❝𝐀𝐬𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐈 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭.❞

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Elijah right now

He want to die. Or he just want to see someone dying.

Sorry but Elijah isn't really aware of it. Plus living in a Madhouse isn't helping much.

❝Good morning to you too. ❞

❝Yeah. Duh.❞

He shrugged. Maybe he was too lethargic. ❝That's not.❞

❝That's not as bad as you think. That's what I am trying to say. ❞ But he was talking slowly. Blame this fucking pills he had to take

Elijah sighed as he touched his forehead then he shook his head. ❝I'm not fucking drunk! A motherfucker gave me my pills. And I hate that. ❞

❝What do you want me to do against it? I have killed people. I turned crazy. ❞ He was being honest. Even if he was too young. ❝Yeah it's my prison.❞

He never thought about it. But he was being busy with the ghost of his sister and with his mate Klaus. ❝Two girls. They killed my twin sister. My big brother, Noah and I tortured and killed the four girls who did this to her. ❞

He took a seat on the other chair. He was damn right. He was acting like a fucking shit. ❝Society is a bitch. I lost my half. But it seem I am a lucky boy. Her ghost is following me everywhere.❞

❝Hallucinations? ❞ Sarah, his sister was really a ghost. And she was actually by Elijah's side. Studying Mordecai in silence. ❝It's not. I really see my sister. But I will stop the pills. That's for sure. ❞

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