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I'm looking around the house trying to find another exit, I walk down the hallway looking behind me to see if he's back there. I don't see him so I keep walking ahead of me. I see him walk past at the end of the hallway in front of me. I stop walking and hide in the room beside me.

He walks backwards looking back down the hall I was in. He turns his hide to the side to see he starts walking down the hallway.

I hold my mouth, I reach for a vase beside me on a table. He gets right near the entrance and I throw the vase. He grabs my arm throwing me down to the ground.

I scream at him trying to get him off of me, I was able to get out of his grip. I'm fighting him in this bedroom I'm in, his back runs into a dresser he swings me into the wall. I try grabbing his neck, he uses his strength to throw me against the bed.

That hurt from hitting my back on the wall then onto the bed. He gets on top of me as I'm just hitting him. He moves my hands to my side trying to trap me against the bed. He was pissed off from me throwing a vase at him.

"Do you know who I am" he says looking at me in anger.

"A fucked up bitch" I say to him, he scoffs at me tilting his head.

"You got a mouth" he says placing my hands above me with one of his hands.

"And I'm going to keep talking shit until you leave me alone." I shout at him, he smiles but not like he enjoyed what I said but a smile that makes me look stupid.

He lowers his face closer to mine, whispering in my ear.

"I'm going to make your life a living hell" he says to me pulling back.














He's been messing with me the whole time he's had me in the house. He's hot but that doesn't change the fact that he's also insane. He tells me I'm insane all the time but he's worse than me, and it's growing on me.


"Keep doing this shit" he says getting frustrated with me messing up on a task he told me to do.

We are in the woods behind a tree, I place my back onto the tree looking at him with low eyes. He turns to me with no emotion really, I tilt my head smiling.

"Can you stop" he says to me trying to yank the knife out of my hand, I hold it tightly looking down at his hand on mine.

Veins were visible on his hands up to his arm, very built man in my eyes. His hand could cover my entire hand or even both.

"Let go" he says to me,I place my hand on his arm squeezing his muscle. He looks over to my hand on his arm, he smacks my hand away taking the knife out of my hand.

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I grab his head he looks right at me as I'm doing this. He blinks a couple times not amused at all. I pull him closer to me kissing him in the woods. He closes his eyes grabbing my hair as I continue. A make out session in the middle of the woods with a dead body all the across from us near the lake. My back is against the tree as he starts kissing me. He runs his hand down my back grabbing my butt softly. He moves that hand to the front, I beat him to it as my hand slips behind his boxers.













I hold onto some trees as I'm walking behind him. He's walking in front like nothing just happened back behind us. He turns around waiting for me to catch up to him, he starts heading to me, he picks me up. I put my face into his chest wrapping my legs around his waist as he's carrying me to his house.



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