Kiss My Threats

Chapter 18

My eyes hit the darkness, bringing me back to reality, bringing me out of my dream. I clenched my eyes shut as the memories washed over me, how my shaking fist was holding onto the duvet, like if I don't I would fall into a very deep hole, and then die in there. My eyes snap to the clock radio on my nightstand that flashed the time.. 4:38pm?

A shriek flew out of my lips when I heard a loud thud and I could tell the noise was not far from me, it emitted from my bathroom. Oh geez, my heart keeps pounding and it would be a surprise if it doesn't burst soon with the rate it's going… I turned on my little lamp to know what was happening..everywhere was silent as it should be, if not for that noise. A gasp left my chattering teeth when I spotted a shadow that appeared to be standing right in my bathroom. My whole body went limp…

"Who, who is th-that please?" My voice cracks, one reason for being scared and second for waking up in the morning voice. The person doesn't reply, instead the figure spun towards my direction giving me the hint that he's… hold on, hooded? Wearing dark thick gloves, his very deep, dark eyes staring through his hoods.

"You're the…?"

One of his gloved palms rose up mid-air like he expected me to shut up before the other palm held onto the little machine or device on his hold, along with the bald ripped pieces of paper.

"Uh… excuse me, you went through my trash can?" My eyes squint at him, even if I can't still see his face at least he could see mine, and my facial expressions that I'm pulling on.

"I.." his deep, acidic tone echo throughout every corner of my room. If I thought his whole appearance, his brawny, tall body produced a fearful sensation in me, then his voice was the worst. It held so much abrasiveness sounded abrasive and sharp and hold so much dominance in it, even if it was only a word that he had said, "always knew you were insane, but never knew you were this insane "

His statement makes my legs to step back, me being three metres apart from him lits more fear in me, the way my eyes even react to this. They become so rounded and big.

"C'mon babe, I don't bite." His first two fingers wiggles back and forth, signalling for me to move close to where his tall legs remain motionless to the tiled floor. He continues to wiggle his finger back and forth, expecting me to do as told. I shook my head stiffly, I can't bear to stand 10mettes away from him now he's wanting me to get closer? I'd rather fall into a dark pit.

"Or…. Should I just..?" Out of nowhere, he brought out a scissors before he took long strides to me and yanked my arm. I covered my face under my arm not wanting to look at him in his hooded face again. "At least if you can't curl these nests you call hair.."

What's his obsession with curly hair anyways? I like my hair the way it is, straight and curl free… he should just go give the curler to his gf or something.

"You are insane to even trash this, with our only means of-"

"Leave me!" I pushed him off, or rather,
tried pushing him off of me but we all know what the result is. He gripped me tighter, choking my neck as he aimed the scissors at my hair. No no no. Please no!"

"Dare me babe." His dark chuckle reflects in my ears, over and over again. "I've heard enough of your stubbornness!" He pushed my head to him so it was turned directly at him as he raised his hand where the scissors were… oh God no, what was he going to do with my hair? Just as he was about to bring the two parts of the scissors together, in order to cut my hair a loud knock emitted from the door before he suddenly yanked me to the ground and crouched to me.

"If you love yourself, and your whole damn family… go ahead and spill what happened my babe." The scissors he was holding dropped to the floor right in front of my shaking fist. I would have felt an ache in my chest for him for just jumping off my window like that . Hold on .