Chase Me

13

Krystal

"Tell me honestly, how did it feel?"

"I wasn't thinking, I'm so sorry"

He made a sharp left and we were back on the dirt roads that led to his mansion. All that could be heard were my sobs. After 5 mins the gates were being opened and we entered an underground garage. Alteo turned off the car and got out. He looked distressed but I wasn't sure, my vision was blurry from all the tears. I rested my face in my hands, the tears were not slowing. What if the gun was loaded? What if I had killed him? Why am I making all the wrong choices?

I felt my door swing open.

"Love let's go" I heard in the distance. I refused to move as I couldn't face him. I would have killed him. I would have been a killer, just like him.

I heard him mutter something in his language and I felt myself being lifted out of the car. I hung on to his neck not wanting to fall as he kicked the door shut. He stared down at me, nose running and all.

"What are you doing to me love, please don't cry, you did nothing wrong" he cooed.

I remained quiet as he carried me into the house. I'm surprised that he doesn't have 10 men guarding here now too but there had to be a reason. I buried my face into is neck desperate for him not to let me go. I heard a door open and then I felt myself being lowered onto a bed.

"Alteo I'm so sorry" I whimpered.

He sat beside me and wiped my tears away with his thumb.

"When I tell you to pull the trigger, you pull it"

"But-bu"

"No buts love, I need you to trust me, I would have never asked you to pull it if I knew it wasn't empty" he said kissing my cheek.

"Besides you think I would let you kill me before getting to taste you properly" he pulled me down into a hug. He managed to get a cheeky laugh out of me.

He cupped my face "I needed you to pull it so I knew I was making the right choice"

I cleared my throat, it was dry and burning from all that crying "did you make the right choice?"

"Definitely,  I meant it when I said I'll give you as much time as you need. I need to plan a proper make up date for this date. I now know I put too much on you at once"

"I almost killed you" I whispered to him scared to maintain his eye contact.

"Tell me, how did it feel? When you pulled the trigger"
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"Now pull it"

I closed my eyes and pulled the trigger. I was relieved when I heard the empty click but was devastated by what would happen next.
The gun dropped from my hand as I waited. My heart was pounding through my rib cage wanting to be as far away from the situation.

"Good" was the only thing he responded but his demeanour was relaxed. He looked satisfied with what I had just done. I didn't know how I felt. From one side I felt powerful holding the gun, as if I was in ultimate control and from another side I was scared.

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"It felt wrong" I answered, "but I felt powerful" I continued.

He nodded his head "It felt wrong because you didn't want to kill me, come let me show you something"

He pulled me off the bed and opened the bedroom door. I know for sure this wasn't my room so was it his? I remember him telling me he has a section of the house that's private and since I saw no guards lurking around when he opened the door I'm assuming this was it.