"I feel like you will ruin me one day, Angelica." His voice was hoarse.



His forehead came to rest against mine.



"But why do I want to be ruined so badly?" He breathed.

~~

He was lightning and thunder, frightening, but so magnificent.

I was a hurricane, lost and in search of purpose.

When we met it was like a collision of two catastrophes.

But who knew chaos could be so beautiful, so addicting.

And for a moment, he made me forget the destruction that is inevitable when two storms collide.

When Storms Collide

What the hell are you thinking Angelica?

I let out a shaky breath. /"I can try. But let me warn you, I've never done this before./"

He gave me a small smile. /"Don't worry I will guide you./"

I nodded and took a deep breath. I tore the packet open. My hands were shaking pretty badly, it took me a while to get the thread into the needle. He didn't say anything, he just waited patiently, his eyes focused on my face.

I leaned over him again, trying to get a good angle.

I felt his hand on my hip. He gently pushed me forward. I yelped as I found myself straddling his lap.

/"You'll have better access this way./" He said gently.

I swallowed. He was right, I could reach the cut easily from this position.

/"Tell me if it hurts too much./" I told him as I brought the needle to his skin.

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