You better run from me
You better hit the road
You better up and leave
Don't get too close
- Zayn, flames
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Chapter song:
Gasoline - Halsey
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Pov: Kathrine
I feel the color draining from my face as he walks towards me. I stand still, gulping as the fear runs around in my body. I don't know what to expect, and I hate it. I shut out all my emotions, not letting the fear show in my eyes. I tilt my head, looking deeply into his green eyes. "What do you want from me?" My voice is cold, hard, demanding him to answer. He brushes it off, giving me a taunting smile resolving in chills down my spine.
"Yes. That is the interesting part. You see" He bows down, so we're at the same eye level. His green eyes are staring into my brown, reading me like I was an open book. I see the humor in his malicious eyes. He is enjoying this.
"That is for me to know and you to find out." He smirks and pulls away to see my reaction. I feel the frustration take over my body, making me want to scream at him that he should tell me what he wants from me. That he should stop playing with me, that he should leave me alone. I know he sees the anger in my eyes. He lifts an eyebrow at me, asking me what I'm going to do about it. OH. I'm going to show him what I'm going to do about it. I take a fast step against him and send my fist against him with all my power, trying to punch him in the face, but he sees it coming. He catches my fist with ease before I can hurt him.
I feel the panic take over my body as I try pulling my hand back, but he is stronger. He smirks down at me before twisting my arm. I can't help but hiss at the pain that shoots through my arm. He smiles, satisfied with my reaction. In a quick movement, he twists my arm further, holding it tightly behind my back, pulling me backward. My back is against his chest. I take a deep breath and gulp as I feel him press a knife against my throat. I lean my head back against his chest, trying to keep the blade from touching my skin as the anxiety rules my body, making me lose all commonsense. I close my eyes, and I feel him breathing at my neck as he moves his mouth to my ear. I feel my heart beat fast against my chest as I look panicked around the room, trying to save myself.
"You are fast, strong, and clever, but you are predictable and way too easy to manipulate." His voice is raspy, almost like a whisper spreading goosebumps all over my arms. I hiss as I feel something sharp enter my neck. I focus on my breathing, trying not to let the pain control me as the realization hits me. He's drugging me. I feel panic take over my body. He's drugging me. I feel my legs become weak. I fight to keep my eyes open, fighting the drugs, but I'm not strong enough. His strong arms hold me steady, preventing me from hitting the floor as my body goes numb.
"Sweet dreams" is the last thing I hear before I lose consciousness.
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RomanceI feel the color draining from my face as he walks towards me. I stand still, gulping as the fear runs around in my body. I don't know what to expect and I hate it. I shut out all my emotions, not letting the fear show in my eyes. "What do you want...
