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Landon: My Killer Lover Flat Line
Victoria The door opened again and I looked up to find Landon walking in, his eyebrows arched more than usual and I knew that he was angry. "What's wrong?" I asked, pulling the blanket further up onto my body and he looked at me."I can't do this." He shook his head almost frustratedly. I pointed to the chair next to my bed and he stood there for a while before sighing and running a hand through his hair. He came over and sat, crossing his arms over his chest and I knew he was trying to suppress his emotions.I motioned for him to lean closer before cupping his face in my hand, my arm too weak to even lift properly. I stroked his cheek with my thumb and gave him a small smile."You have your whole life ahead of you, Landon," I paused, another sharp pain hitting me in my chest. "You have to move on, okay? For me.""No." He replied curtly, his tone dark and I sighed, expecting nothing less from him."Landon, you can't hold onto this forever. You'll torture yourself." "No, Victoria."
Landon: My Killer Lover Finale
LandonI stared at the painting in front of me, wondering how I got to this point. The house felt empty now. There was nothing to come home to other than our son. I couldn't even sleep in our bedroom anymore. Her things there had stayed the same. Her blanket was still in the same spot she left it and everything there smelled like her.Everytime I looked at the baby I saw her, hating the fact that she wasn't here to help me. I didn't get any sleep as he constantly needed to be fed or changed and I had to do this all on my own. I didn't trust anyone to care for him, knowing that he was the last thing I had gotten from her. No one knew what he looked like. I kept him hidden from people that were just looking for another story. I got off of the chair and walked up the stairs to his room. As I entered, I found that his big green eyes were now opened and he was just moments away from crying. His legs kicked the air as he laid on his stomach, his hands grabbing at the blanket. I watched her
Landon: My Killer Lover Epilogue
Landon"That's how I met her."His eyes glistened as they looked back at me, a look of curiosity washing across his face. His eyes drifted toward the water, then made their way back up to mine. "My mommy?" His little voice asked, a smile growing on his face as he thought about her and I nodded. "I miss her." He looked down and I rolled my eyes."What have I taught you?" I questioned, staring back at him emotionlessly and he nodded."No weakness." He said and I nodded, standing up. He got up as well, looking at me for a while before he hugged my legs tightly. He wasn't like me. No matter how much I tried training him to not show emotion, he always seemed to do the opposite. He was like her in every way. The excessive kindness, the everyday happiness and the random affection. He'd hug everyone and everything in his path and there was no stopping him. His eyes were a greenish grey and his hair was dark and he had most of my features"Come on." I told him, placing my hand on his head. H
Landon: My Killer Lover Prologue
Landon I leaned against the locker next to hers, watching the side-glances and scared smiles people threw my way.My reputation in this town was far from the greatest. Most people feared me, hated me or acted as though they liked me so that I wouldn't kill them.It didn't work, either way and they knew that. Yet they still seemed to hold on to that lie to reassure themselves.It was clear that she didn't find that out yet and I wasn't sure how much time I had remaining before she finally did.She was the only person in a long time that didn't annoy me with their constant talking. I actually preferred when she filled the silence.She was kind, helpful and always smiling around people. Her smiles weren't fake, though. She just seemed to be genuinely happy around people.But she's going to hate me.
Landon: My Killer Lover Listen
*Flashback*VictoriåHey, can you hear me over there?I can't really tell if you can hearme.My mom used to say that someone wasalways listening, no matter if you were alone.That's a bit creepy.But if I had to take that advice,now would be the best time.Tears fell from my opened eyes ashis already tight grip on my ankles only tightened.I stared up at the ceiling, prayingto anyone at this point.But that never worked.I looked down slightly, just enoughto see his back as he forcefully dragged me into the living room where hisfriends were.Then, it started. Just like everyother night.They took turns, beating me as Ilaid on the cold ground helplessly. This went on often enough for me toknow that if I made a sound, things would only get worse.My mother stood in the doorway,silently watching all of this happen.I didn't blame her. She couldn't doanything or she'd suffer the same fate as me right now.A foot connected with my ribs and Ishut my eyes as I felt the pain, no
Landon: My Killer Lover The Guys
VictoriåI looked away long enough for them to proceed with theirargument, making me sigh in relief.Another guy got out of the driver's side, walking around andpushing the two that were arguing away from each other.A beanie covered the hair on his head and he had one hazelcoloured eye and then a brown one.His eyes were wide as he seemed to be scolding them.Lastly, out of the first car came someone that almost mademe choke on my spit.The hot one from last night with the even hotter dog.He went here?He walked around his car and sat on the hood, watching thembefore pulling out a cigarette and lighting it up.He was wearing black jeans, a black shirt and a leatherjacket. The Typical "Bad Boy" look.He just sat there, observing them, who I assumed were hisfriends. The afro guy said something and suddenly, all of their eyesswitched to me, causing my cheeks to heat up.I quickly looked away, not wanting to catch any moreattention.Thankfully, the bell rang and I waited for
Landon: My Killer Lover Clumsy
Landon I looked at her, her eyes looking down at a single muffin asif it were a full course meal.There was something off about her.She picked it up, breaking it into two and sliding halfacross the table on the plate.As she slid it across, the sleeve of her sweater rolled backto reveal her arm.It was almost entirely covered in cuts and bruises,confirming my theory that something was off about her eyes.Her green orbs held nothing but pain behind them and itwouldn't take a genius to figure out that that was the reason she avoided herhouse.She quickly retreated her arm, pulling down the sleeve andgiving me a smile."Do you have any hidden talents?" She asked as shetook a bite.I shook my head, observing every movement she made.Her hair was down, an attempt to cover the bruises on herneck but I still saw it.There was something awful going on inside her house. And Iwas positive that all of those bruises could never be put there by one person.They were too fresh."Come on
Landon: My Killer Lover Savior?
VictoriåHe stopped the car down the block, catching me by surpriseas I had told him which house it was.Does he know?"Thank you." I told him, staring up the street atmy house,I dreaded even the thought of going inside, knowing that myfather was probably awake by now. The sun had started rising and I looked over at him, findinghim staring back at me emotionlessly."Thank You." I said again, trying to pass time anda small smirk formed on his blank face.Though he smirked, his eyes remained cold andnonchalant. He pulled away from the curb, driving down the street and Ifurrowed my eyebrows."Around the block." Was the only thing he said,leaning back in his seat. I understood, letting out a small laugh as he gave me a fewmore minutes to think about how I was going to get into my house undetected.If I got caught my mother was surely not going to back me upeven though she knew why I left the house at night in the first place.Sighing, I leaned back in my seat and decided th
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Landon: My Killer Lover Epilogue
Landon"That's how I met her."His eyes glistened as they looked back at me, a look of curiosity washing across his face. His eyes drifted toward the water, then made their way back up to mine. "My mommy?" His little voice asked, a smile growing on his face as he thought about her and I nodded. "I miss her." He looked down and I rolled my eyes."What have I taught you?" I questioned, staring back at him emotionlessly and he nodded."No weakness." He said and I nodded, standing up. He got up as well, looking at me for a while before he hugged my legs tightly. He wasn't like me. No matter how much I tried training him to not show emotion, he always seemed to do the opposite. He was like her in every way. The excessive kindness, the everyday happiness and the random affection. He'd hug everyone and everything in his path and there was no stopping him. His eyes were a greenish grey and his hair was dark and he had most of my features"Come on." I told him, placing my hand on his head. H
Landon: My Killer Lover Finale
LandonI stared at the painting in front of me, wondering how I got to this point. The house felt empty now. There was nothing to come home to other than our son. I couldn't even sleep in our bedroom anymore. Her things there had stayed the same. Her blanket was still in the same spot she left it and everything there smelled like her.Everytime I looked at the baby I saw her, hating the fact that she wasn't here to help me. I didn't get any sleep as he constantly needed to be fed or changed and I had to do this all on my own. I didn't trust anyone to care for him, knowing that he was the last thing I had gotten from her. No one knew what he looked like. I kept him hidden from people that were just looking for another story. I got off of the chair and walked up the stairs to his room. As I entered, I found that his big green eyes were now opened and he was just moments away from crying. His legs kicked the air as he laid on his stomach, his hands grabbing at the blanket. I watched her
Landon: My Killer Lover Flat Line
Victoria The door opened again and I looked up to find Landon walking in, his eyebrows arched more than usual and I knew that he was angry. "What's wrong?" I asked, pulling the blanket further up onto my body and he looked at me."I can't do this." He shook his head almost frustratedly. I pointed to the chair next to my bed and he stood there for a while before sighing and running a hand through his hair. He came over and sat, crossing his arms over his chest and I knew he was trying to suppress his emotions.I motioned for him to lean closer before cupping his face in my hand, my arm too weak to even lift properly. I stroked his cheek with my thumb and gave him a small smile."You have your whole life ahead of you, Landon," I paused, another sharp pain hitting me in my chest. "You have to move on, okay? For me.""No." He replied curtly, his tone dark and I sighed, expecting nothing less from him."Landon, you can't hold onto this forever. You'll torture yourself." "No, Victoria."
Landon: My Killer Lover Baby
Victoria I laid on the bed, looking at the ceiling blankly. A tear rolled down my cheek as I finally allowed myself to cry because I was alone. There was no one around to be strong for. I was in so much pain. My brain screamed for it to just end and I sniffled as another tear fell. The surgery was scheduled just mere minutes away as they didn't want to risk me passing and the baby dying as well. I knew that this was it. It had to be.There was this bitter taste in my mouth as I laid there. The only sound heard was the beeping of the monitor and my breathing which was loud due to the oxygen mask. They had prepared me for surgery already and my friends were here. They'd be allowed to come in soon to say their final goodbyes and it was this moment that made me realize that I didn't want to go. I prayed and hoped that by some miracle I'd survive this but I knew better. There was no way.Landon was outside making a call and I wiped away my tears quickly as the door opened. Mia and the o
Landon: My Killer Lover This Is It
Victoria I was still strong despite my condition. My body was weak and my stomach was heavy but I still managed to build enough strength to walk. It was hard, but I didn't mind. At least I was still around for now. I was supposed to be moving around in a wheelchair but frankly, that just made me feel worse. I continued to do interviews and there were tons of articles covering my life. Even the news kept up with it because it was genuinely a really rare thing to happen. I wanted to see the ocean before I went to the hospital, knowing that this would be the last time I see the world.He walked back into the Living Room a while later and turned the TV on for me. Then he handed me the Jello Cup with a spoon and a napkin before he sat on the other couch and opened his laptop. He buried himself neck deep in work and I ate with my eyes shut, listening to the TV."Let's go to the park." I suggested randomly and he looked up from the screen.He shut his laptop and took it with him as he walk
Landon: My Killer Lover Try to Stay
VictoriåMonths laterToday was December 23rd, one day away from Landon's birthday. One day away from the end. I was surprised that I had made it this long. I laid in bed, my eyelids too heavy to lift. The oxygen mask on my face had been a constant thing since last month, as I couldn't really breathe on my own for more than an hour at a time.I was in more pain than I had ever been in, in my entire life. My stomach was huge now and my body was too weak to even handle its weight. I was already dealing with the pain of my cancer and the constant kicking and punching going on in there wasn't really helping.Tomorrow was the surgery. The baby would be here at just eight and a half months and that wasn't too bad. Definitely not preterm. I just prayed that everything went well. I knew the chances of me surviving this were literally zero and that was okay in my book. I knew that Landon was physically prepared.Over time he'd grown into a really great guy. He did everything for me before I ev
Landon: My Killer Lover Wigs
LandonI ran a hand through my hair as I sat in my bedroom, not knowing what anxiety felt like but if I had to make a guess, this would be it. She was out, spending time with her friends and I was on edge the entire time.The air around me smelled like Coconut and Vanilla, a scent I'd grown rather accustomed to. My dresser was now filled with her things; various different products which contributed to the room's scent. I got up, walking to the door and grabbing a shirt on the way out. I pulled it over my head as I descended the stairs, going to the kitchen. I sat behind the counter and checked my phone, seeing as there were still no calls or texts from her."Boss. Permission to speak?" Theo asked from behind me, staying where he was."Granted." I replied, taking a sip from my drink and listening as he approached."Mister Santos is outside." "My office." I got up, walking out of the kitchen and going into my office. I sat behind my desk just as they walked in. He hadn't changed much
Landon: My Killer Lover Not Enough
She didn't need to tell me that. She made her decision a long time ago. I sighed, taking her hands off of my face and bringing them to my lips. "I want, what you want." I said and she smiled, smacking my cheek."Thank God. Because you didn't actually have a choice." She replied jokingly. She opened her arms, scooting to the edge of the bed and hugging me tightly. "What if I'm not a good father?" I asked nonchalantly as I placed my head in her neck and she breathed out a small laugh."Nobody's perfect." She tried reassuring me and I held her tightly, knowing what was to come in a few months."Would you hate me?" I questioned further and her arms around my neck tightened slightly."You're my wife, Landon. I can't hate you." She assured me and somehow, I felt better about everything. She managed to drag me into something new each month. Things I didn't think were possible for me suddenly began happening and I couldn't complain. "Now help me to the bathroom so I can let all of this hosp
Landon: My Killer Lover Decisions
LandonI sat, staring at her sleeping face as she laid on the hospital bed again. There was an oxygen mask on her face to help her breathe and even then her breathing was shallow. She had been asleep for a few hours and showed no signs of waking up any time soon.I took her hand, looking down at the ring on her finger. Her skin was pale now, every little scar she had turning purple. Her long eyelashes casted shadows on her cheeks. She looked peaceful as she slept and I sighed, leaning back in my seat.For the first time in my life, I felt hopeless. I could only watch as she got worse and I couldn't do anything about it. I was tired of seeing her in this room for weeks at a time. Tired of seeing her in pain everyday. She couldn't die. There was no way things would ever be the same without her. There'd be nothing to look forward to every day; nothing to look forward to in the future. No more excited smiles when I visited, no more late nights listening to her dreams, no more buying her
