What.. what are you doing at my house.?? She said, terrified.
I wonder if she is scared of my face.
I walked up to her.
she grabbed a sharp knife on her desk and pointed it at me. She's a mess.
"DON'T COME ANY CLOSER!" she yelled,
I playfully put my hands up, I saw her trembling and she definitely couldn't hurt me. I loved seeing her in such a devastated and pathetic state, I loved how she trembled at my sight and my words, I loved that she only belonged to me, no one else. only me.
I only have to give her a death stare and she's already collapsed to the ground. I crouched to her level and just saw her sobbing and crying. as if I'd kill her. I enjoyed seeing her in this state.
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You felt fragile and broken, there was nothing you could do, you looked down, and just accepted death.
"I'm not going to kill you.."
Please, is that what you think of me?" he said offended
I couldn't say anything, all that came out were crying noises and screams I noticed that he enjoyed my pathetic screams.
