What happened to youWhat happened to Eliza? I remember when you were nice and caring, now you're cruel,mean, and evil. What caused you to be this way? Did I do something? Did you make this choice on your own? Once you're eyes were full of love, now there full of hate. What happened to you Eliza........What happened to my sister? Where did the real you go? Did you push that side of you into the deepest part of your mind, so that no one care see it?What happened to you by BrokenShadow14
The monster insideThe monster insideThe monster inside by BrokenShadow14
AN:This is all told in my OCS Steven pov
There's another side of me that no one sees. At night i feel it come over me, consume me. When I look in the mirror is see the darker side staring back at me. When I sleep he talks to me. Trying to make me let him have complete control over me. At times he wins and does as he pleases. Killing. Now a days he never shuts up. He's always there talking to me, getting under my skin.
Well someone please help me take this animal i'm becoming before it's too late and the monster inside wins.
Forever hersForever hersForever hers by BrokenShadow14
Forever meant something to him. To be with her would him the happiest man in the world. But she loved some else and never looked at him. It killed him to know she was in the arms of another and not his.
She would never be his to hold, to call his own, and just to be with her. But somehow she had his heart no matter what he would forever be hers.
France x reader: The one that almost got awayYou sat cuddling your legs as tears streamed down your face. You'd just broken up with Francis, your newly ex boyfriend.France x reader: The one that almost got away by roseblanchex
You and Francis had been together for as long as anyone could remember. He was an artist but lately funding for his supplies had been rather low. You were already working two jobs, one just for him.
"Francis, I'm heading home now, goodnight," You called, waiting for him to kiss you goodbye.
"Oui, Oui goodnight ____." You closed the door and returned back into the arts room, arms folded
"Francis, I said goodnight," you growled irritatedly. Whenever Francis was painting he completely forgot of your existence.
He looked up from what he was doing and set the painting on the ground. He quickly paced over, kissed your cheek and returned back to what he was doing.
"That's it Francis!" You yelled and in one quick motion grabbed the Canva from him and put your knee threw it.
You couldn't believe you'd just put your knee threw Francis' pride and joy so simply.