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BLAIRE'S POV
Elliot began putting his hands under my clothes and around my waist. He picked me up and smiled wickedly at me. I was being honest as I had no more fight left in me, I was prepared for the worst, death at the hands of Elliot.
"Blaire you have no idea how long I have been waiting for this moment to come." Elliot said.
"Oh I can imagine." I said rolling my eyes. Elliot threw me on the floor.
"The attitude needs to stop right now. Or I will punish you worse than the box." Elliot threatened as he grew close to my face and squeezed my cheeks together so my lips would make a fish face. Then he kissed me passionately, he tasted like mint, but I just played along with his game and kissed him back. "Oh Blaire." He moaned out into my mouth as he grabbed my hand and put it on his lower front half. I yelped and moved my hand back. "You know that is bound to happen at any point now." He said.
"Never in a million years will I let that happen." I said scooting away from him on the floor.
"No. This is not how this conversation is supposed to go." Elliot began screaming as he walked around in a circle. "You bitch, you ruin everything. Can you not do anything right? You are supposed to love me in all ways, and that includes sexually." Elliot grew close to my face and he slapped my cheek. That slap did something to me, it put the fight right back into me. I stood up, and tried to punch his stomach. He grabbed my hand and twisted my arm up and back, until I screamed in pain. "Something about your screams is just so soothing to me." Elliot laughed as yanked my arm back harder. "You little bitch, you are begging to be punished."
Elliot took me over his shoulder and he began walking. "You want me to be the real bad guy. Fine. Blaire you asked for this. I will show you my true colors now." Elliot threw open a door, and suddenly the room stunk. It smelled like garbage, and iron. Elliot tossed me on the cold floor and turned the light on. As the light swarmed around the room, my eyes took in to horrid sight of torture tools all with blood stains, and I was sitting in a puddle of blood, I looked up and there was the headmistress.
I screamed in horror.
"My own mother never understood me, so it was time to finish her off." Elliot said nonchalantly. I cried as a drop of blood landed straight onto my forehead. "You wanna play this game for real this time, we will play. I will give you ten minutes to find a way out of this room and escape here. And if you do not do it in time I will come and take away everything you have left.", he said as his eyes moved across my body and stopped at my lady zone.
If there was any strength left in me, I had to use it because I could not let that happen.
"3,2,1, Go." Elliot yelled as suddenly the lights went out and I heard his laugh echoing in the room.
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He is a Psycho
TerrorBlaire Addison was a normal teenager. She goes to a boarding school for girls in the middle of Texas. Blaire thought her life was normal until she met Elliot. Elliot was the son of the headmistress (Ms. Jones) of the boarding school. Ms. Jones alw...
