Status Updates From The Bad Ones

“Good. It took that stab to get you to admit you love me,” he reminded her.
“It needed to be said in blood,” she whispered.
“Well, you certainly gave a lot that night.”
“That's how much I love you.”

awww (???)

“Though really, living a whole new life in the Caribbean, with the man she loved, where no one knew the old Dulcie, where she could be whoever the fuck she wanted to be, was a pretty fair trade for having a name she didn't care for.”

🥹🥹🥹

my gosh

“The knife from Con's kitchen, the one Matt had stolen, was now buried in her. Con's free hand was still wrapped around the handle. She struggled to keep calm and watched as blood began to stain her white shirt.”

???

“He fell on her mouth, kissing her in a way fit for the end of a fairy tale. One of those stories that came out of the Black Forest, and ended with children being eaten and big bad wolves going home satisfied.”

“She slowly climbed to her feet, and from over Matt's shoulders, she could see that the big bad wolf could, in fact, bleed. It was streaming out of his mouth, running down the side of his cheek. But still, he smiled that amazing smile. Showed those fangs that she knew could eat her up oh so quickly.”

“Is she up there?”
“Who!?”
“Little Red Riding Hood,” Con laughed. Matt glanced down at her, and she wrapped her arms around her knees.”

i love the little red riding hood imagery

“I think you're beautiful. That's why I could never draw your face. I could never do you justice. You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I just wanted you to know that,” she blurted out.

“Dulcie talked less and less, letting her mother fill in the gaps. She stared at the older woman, wondering what had happened in their lives to turn them into the people they were in that moment. Tessa Bottle was a shell of a human being, only half-alive at best. She sucked dick for crack, fucked strangers for meth, and she didn't even hardly do the drugs herself – almost all of it went to her husband.”

“A beating heart that would only ever belong to him. It was all in black, and her memory of anatomy was shaky at best, but one entire wall was covered in a heart. A real heart, with arteries and ventricles and blood. So much blood.”

“Before then, I thought you were bad. Like more fucked up than two of me put together. Like maybe if god was really good, you'd be worse than me, and then my crazy would pale in comparison. It was easy to pretend for so long. Your shoulders are so big and broad, so tough and strong. You could carry that burden, I figured. You could be the bad one.”

“And god delivered unto me a beautiful boy. With big blues eyes and pearly white teeth, and a body so fucking fantastic, I still can't believe I get to touch it. How could this be for real? The Constantine Masters, the belle of the ball, the toast of the town, and he was made just for me! Oh yes, I fucking believe in the power of prayer, you don't even know the half of it.”

“I love you,” he was fighting for breath. “I love you so goddamn much, I would tear apart this whole world for you.”

Dulcie opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling.

“I know, Constantine. I know.”

“We are,” he said, finally looking right at her. “Both of us. We're the bad ones. Together.”
She nodded. “Together.”

okay title drop

they lowk doomed bruh

“Not that it mattered, they were alone in the night. Alone in their dark place. Or at least, she thought they were…”

??? WHAT

“You're like Bambi on ice,” he made fun of her, but before she could snap back at him, he pulled her around to his back and instructed her to climb on.”

“I did exactly what you told me to do,” he informed her, then he leaned in and kissed the side of her neck.”

ah okay i knew it didn’t doubt con for a second !

“Jared Foster actually didn't look too mad. If anything, he looked blank. Devoid of emotion. His wife was straddling another man's lap, grinding against that man's hand, and still. Jared just stared into the room.”

AWWW poor guy

jared is so sweet stop 😭😭😭

UGHHH that’s so sad her husband’s a good guy
also wtf is con doing

“The first time I saw you,” he kept his voice soft. “I mean, really saw you, we were in eighth grade. They were having an award assembly for some basketball thing. You were in the front row, and while everyone was clapping and cheering, you were drawing in a notebook. Then when it was my turn and they said my name, you looked up. First time in the whole assembly. You looked up and stared right at me.”

can she kill matt next ohmygosh

“Fall was Dulcie's favorite time of year. She was a backwoods country gal at heart, she loved when the leaves would change. Loved the crisp air, the first frost. That feeling of waiting for school to start, for new beginnings, even though she was long done with school.”

she knows what’s up 🥹🥹

“It's only ever us, Dulcie. Now, yesterday, tomorrow. Whenever. You get that, right? You believe that?”

“Because you were made for me,” he whispered, his forehead against hers. “And you didn't even know it. I had to show it to you. That's the most amazing part, right there.”

this is going a little too fast i’m scared

“But that was a lie – she was every bit as dark as him. They were the same animal. She'd just been better at deceiving herself. And now they'd evolved into something else, into a new, higher being.”

ohmy

YES DULCIE i love her sm

“But all that came to mind was the unbearable desire to shove him away. To hold him down and scream at him and make him understand that she didn't want to “snuggle”. She wanted someone to take a bite out of her. She wanted someone to bleed for her. She wanted to make him understand that she would rather stab him in the eye with a hot poker than get naked with him.”