Chapter 8: Escaping His Grasp

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- Y/N POV -

"W-who... w-what... h-how?" I stuttered, my eyes looked behind me but my head stayed forward too scared to find out who might be behind me. The figure chuckled a dark and deep chuckle in my ear, I blushed.

"I have been watching you," He said putting his hand on my mouth, preventing me from talking, while his other hand went around my waist. I struggle against his grip, he chuckled again, pushing my back against his chest. "For a while now, I watch as you sleep, eat, work," The figure said and pulled me into the middle of the living room in front of the TV, which happened to be the darkest part of the living room.

His hand was still on my mouth until he started to circle me and the only things I could see were his devilish smirk and his emerald green eyes. He kept circling me for at least 3 minutes this made me nervous, wondering what might be going through his mind at the moment.

"I have been waiting to be able to be this close to you when you're completely conscious and not sleeping," He said while standing behind me, whispering this in my ear. I shivered at his cold breath against my warm neck. He chuckled and his hands somehow found their way to my waist and under my oversized hoodie, I gasped and he chuckled again.

I looked at the clock on the stove, 1:00 am, I sighed and tried to get out of his grasp but his grasp only tightened when he knew what I was trying to do, "Are you trying to get away?" He whispered, I straightened my back only for him to chuckle for the 100th time tonight.

Again I tried to get out of his grasp, again, and again, and nothing happened. His grip did not loosen nor did he seem to be tired, but sleep was calling to my body and it seemed more inviting by the minute.

Soon enough, I was going back and forth between being asleep and awake. The intruder seemed to have noticed and picked me up bridal style and put me on the couch.

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