She looked fucking edible

Adonis

I pulled the door open to see who was the rude, impatient fuck that was hell-bent on destroying the fucking doorbell. But as I rested my eyes on the person standing on the front porch, all the light in my eyes went off immediately.

What the fuck is this bitch doing here?

Her striking blue eyes widened in feigned surprise as her blood-red lips stretched in a modulated laugh.

"You?" She crossed her skinny arms draped in the flashiest finery as her gaze looked me up and down like I was some fucking piece of lab rat for experimental study.

"Ace?" She arched her fake, drawn-on eyebrows in that condescending manner that I absolutely and utterly loathed. Seeing this fucking old hag again sent all the meager goodness in my life to fucking limbo to be replaced by darkness. Utterly blinding and suffocating darkness reminded me of the part of myself that I tried to avoid.