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Shooting up out of your sleep a loud clap of thunder seemed to shake your entire bedroom. Your chest heaved up and down fast as you placed your hand above your heart to calm yourself.
"It's just a thunderstorm," you said aloud, reaching over to your nightstand you pulled the metal string turning on a lamp. Hoping that light would put your mind as ease you scanned over your room cautiously.
I'm safe and everything is ok, you thought.
Turning the lamp off once more you tried to get back comfortable in your king size bed you slept in every night alone. The weather and your excessive nightmares was a horrible combination.
You tossed and turned for a good hour before finally surrendering to insomnia.
Flipping the comforters from your half nude body the coldness of your room put goosebumps against your smooth skin.
Kicking your feet off the edge of the bed you hit the coldness of the hardware flooring. Rising to your feet you walked slowly to the kitchen listening as rain hit the tin roof.
Maybe some tea will calm my nerves, you thought.
Reaching into your cabinets you pulled out a pink tea kettle. Turning the khobs of your stove on the eye glowed. You filled the kettle halfway with water and placed it on the burning eye. After the water was just right you looked for the perfect mug.
"You always did think tea could calm anything," A deep voice blurted as you instantly dropped the empty mug.
Your body had completely froze and your mouth seemed to dry up you couldn't formulate a sound.
"I can't believe you thought that little move and identity change could keep me from finding you," he laughed.
His eyes had a dark film over them and his lips were plastered with a sinister grin. "W-what are you talking about Rome," you asked practically shaking.
You feared him. He came further out of the darkness as the streetlight from outside your window shimmered against his caramel skin.
From what you could see he was dressed in a black hoodied that was unzipped revealing a torn and bloody white beater. His jeans and shoes were coated in mud.
"You knew exactly what I'm talking about. You tried to leave me, and that bitch ass nigga you tried to replace me with has been taken care of," he informed, while placing a bloody switch blade on the island.
You shrieked in pure horror, "No!"
Immediately you tried to break for a run out of your back door he was too quick wrapping his arms around you.
He spun you around shaking you as he spoke, "You tryna' run from me?! No matter how far you run I'll always find you your mine forever."
