Desire

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“I, I …” I started to panic.

“Calm down.” He said

“I thought you were at work. Why are you doing this?”

“Listen to me.” He said.

I backed up. “Help!” I shouted, hoping someone would hear me.

“Deysire, it’s just us. No one can hear you.”

“Kill me, already you a$$h*le!” I cried

“I’m not going to kill you,” he said.

I was crying and panicking. I felt like walls were closing in on me. “So, what? Are you just going to force yourself on me, again? I’d rather die.”

“Deysire, there’s a lot you don’t understand.”

I noticed the room door was still open. I stood up, and he noticed me looking at the door, he said “Deysire, I’m not trying to hold you hostage, I’m trying to protect you.”

“The only person I need protection from is you. You sick son of a b*tch.”

He stood back with a really calm look and said “Just come downstairs, let me give you something to eat and explain everything.”

“I don’t want anything from you.”

“You have to listen, Deysire. They’re all setting you up.”

“Yeah, right! You’re the monster, look at what you did to me and Amanda. Roberta told me everything.”

“Listen to yourself. Do you really think someone who knows nothing about you is going to reveal themselves to you after they've faked their death? You were never going to make it out of that house. They’ve been setting you up for years.”

“SHUT UP!” You’re lying.

“If I wanted to hurt you, you wouldn’t have woken up. Think about it, why would I explain anything to you instead of just killing you?”

I thought very briefly, “Maybe he’s right.” but I am not exactly thinking straight.

I shouted at him

“Why would I believe you after you've raped me?”

“Wait! He raped you?”

“Oh cut the sh*t, Frank. Who’s he?”

“My twin brother.”