A new dating site has been released. A dating service were matching is based on peoples search history. Your'e a writer and photographer. He's a serial killer, and assassin.
"GET AWAY FROM ME" I yelled as I backed away, until my back bit the wall. Tears started to form as Silco walked angrily my direction. His eyes filled with rage. I froze, there was no way I could get myself out of this situation. The flickering lights revealing him every few seconds.
That's when he slammed his fist against the wall. only inches away from my face. I flinched and soft whimpers started to form. He had me pinned against the wall. And all I could do was stare at the rage filled man when the lights flickered.
He was quite tall in comparison. His slender like body was towering over mine. I could feel his insanely heavy pants on my neck. I was too frighted to make any eye contact.
That's when he forced me to face him by roughly grabbing me by the jaw
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So you besties understand (Your not really powder. This is just the movement)
My hands immediately held his as he clenched his hands and more tears started to form. I genially thought I was going to die. What will he do to me.
My vision got blurry from all the tears and I could smell his heavy cologne hovering over me. The cologne of Cigars and alcohol. The mix between these two scents made a threatening cologne. Sending shivers trough my back. And that's when the adrenaline washed over me. I genially think I'm going to die.
Then I without thinking kicked him between the legs, he folds and I throw his rough hand of my face and ran. I took corners ran trough halls and doors. I couldn't find the exit. My surroundings were terrifying. and the only sound you hear are the approaching footsteps of Silco.
As you ran desperately in hope to find an exit. you found yourself located in a lage hall. The lights were flickering, and the room was cold. You didn't hesitate to run trough since you could heard footsteps approach...That's...odd. the faster you ran trough the hall the closer the footsteps sounded. You quickly looked behind you. That's when you bumped into someone. You fell back. You sharply looked to whoever you bumped into.
Silco.
Apparently you were so disoriented you ran straight towards him. Even tho you were on the ground he didn't move a muscle. He had his hands placed behind his back. He looks down on my now shacking body. This is the end.
When he walked closer you just gave up. You looked down. But instead of him ending your life he grabbed you, and carried you in his masculine arms like a tiny child. You were too in shock to think straight. That's when he forcefully pushed your head against his chest. His heavy threatening cologne washing over you.
You were still shacking rapidly. as he carried you trough halls and doors we came arrived back at his company's main office. As he opened the door I buried myself in his chest. Even tho I was frighted of the man, I needed some sort of comfort. That sudden wave of adrenaline and stress really broke you down. You were mentally and physically exhausted.
That's when he carefully placed you on his red sofa. He walked towards a old record player and put this werd song on
(My little runaway-Del Shannon)
As he mumbled the lyrics under his breath he made some tea at his small kitchen. I wonder if he lived in his office. As I looked at my surroundings I noticed a bed, a shower. and a desk. I think he lives here. That's when he walked back. Holding 2 cups of tea. When he handed me the drink he noticed I was freezing. Even tho his office was isolated it was located in the UnderCity. The UnderCity's thick polluted air was quite cold. That's when he grabbed a small blanket and placed it over my body.
I was confused by this sudden wave of caring and affection I forgot that he is indeed my soulmate.
As the song from the old record player continues I took a sip from the tea. That's when he told me.
"Do you know Vander?.." I slightly tilted my head that[s when I said. "I did hear something..he used to rule the UnderCity?" He grinned. he grabbed one of his heavy cigars and handed me his lighter. He eyed me to light. As I lighted his cigar he blowed it. a heavy smoke emerging from his thin lips. You coughed as it flew your direction.
That's when he continued.
"Vander and I used to be...friends..brothers perhaps. Until he betrayed me". My eyes widened, "What happend?" I asked. I wasn't expecting him to fully answer that question. but now he mentioned it I was curious.
"Do you know what it's like to drown."
My eyes widened and I didn't reply. I just looked at the man in shock. He looked back at me, expecting an answer. I quickly shook my head. "no." I softly replied.
"It's a story of opposites, there is peace in water. Like it's holding you, whispering in low tones to let it all in. every problem in the world will fade away. But then there is this thing in your head. Raging. Lightning in every nerve with madness to fight. To survive. and all that while this question lingers before you. "Have you had enough?" It's funny, you could pass a lifetime without ever facing a choice like that. But it changers you forever.
You were inspired by his words. He had you hooked on every one of his sentences. That's when you placed your thee on his nearby cigar stand and hugged him. "I'm sorry." I softly whispered in his ear. Emotionlessly he hugged you back.
As your grip got tighter more emotion Rolled on his face. You could hear him slightly grin as he hugged you closer.
